Days have passed and nothing really changed much. Blaine is still doing his best to avoid him throughout the days, except for that hour at lunch. But aside from quickly comparing and making notes for their work, he hardly talks and keeps avoiding Kurt's questioning, now steadily growing into a worried, gaze.

And it's slowly starting to infuriate Kurt, he tries but the other boy just doesn't seem to realize that he does mean what he said before.

He can't help but feel slightly annoyed at himself though. Besides for Finn a few years back, he hasn't let himself feel anything for anyone, and even that wasn't that big of a deal compared to what he feels right now.

But he tries to keep himself in check, tries to downplay it all to himself because really ... Kurt is the one on top for now and why would he ever admit to having feelings for a guy like Blaine.

So this is why Kurt is sitting in his bedroom in front of his computer on a saturday night. He declined the invitations from Puck to go out with him and the other guys from the football team and now is scowling at himself that he didn't go with them.

After glancing a few times at the clock he closes his laptop and takes his boots, hurrying downstairs after he put them on and grabs his coat off the coat rack.

Kurt walks into the living room where his dad and Carole both sit on the couch, watching a movie on tv.

"Hey dad?" Kurt asks "I'm gonna go out after all. Okay?"

"Yeah sure kiddo," Burt answers absentmindedly, his eyes never leaving the tv, "Have fun! And remember what I said last time."

"Sure dad." Kurt smiles as he walks out the door, his car key already in his hand.

"What the hell am I doing?" Kurt mumbles exasperated, before giving the bouncer a apologetic smile once he realises he said that out loud, as he walks inside the club again.

He definitely didn't plan on coming here, honestly he just wanted to go out for a drive and maybe stop at Mercedes' house but before he knew it, he was parking his car in the parking lot a few blocks away from the club. Kurt contemplated driving back, but in the end he just had to get out of his car and come in.

It's definitely more crowded than last time he came here, it's already a lot later then when he was here the week before and he finds the booths on the side all occupied, so he goes and takes a seat at one of the tables near the stage.

'I really shouldn't be doing this! I should just go back ... What the fuck am I thinking?' The thoughts keep running through his mind as he stares absentmindedly at the stage in front of him.

"So, couldn't resist coming back huh?"

A voice suddenly snaps Kurt out of his reverie, and when he looks up he's met with the same waiter from before.

"Uhm, yeah, I guess." Kurt shrugs but then squints his eyes slightly "You remember me? Out of all people coming here ..."

The waiter smiles at his obvious surprise as he answers "Well, a pretty face like yours is hard to forget!" and winks, the smile never leaving his face.

"I'm Carter by the way, what can I get you?"

"Cuba Light." Kurt hesitates for just a moment "I'm Kurt."

"Well Kurt, it's nice to finally be able to put a name to that gorgeous face of yours. And I'll be right back with your Cuba Light."

He can't help but stare after Carter when he walks over to the bar, 'You got to be kidding me, was he actually flirting with me?'

But Kurt's thoughts immediately stop when his gaze suddenly crosses Blaine's, the other boy obviously staring right at him before he scurries off into the crowd.

"Shit!" he exclaims silently and he thinks about trying to go after Blaine but he sees Carter already coming back with his drink. Kurt sighs and glances in the direction Blaine dissapeared to.

"Here you go handsome!" Carter announces as he puts the Cuba Light in front of Kurt on the table.

"Thanks, ... Hey Carter, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah sure, go ahead." the waiter answers as he gives Kurt a once over.

Kurt's mind is momentarily too busy to even notice "You know Blaine? Have you got an idea when he's got his break or something?"

Now looking at the waiter Kurt does notice the sudden dissapearing of the smile on Carter's face as he answers "Ah Blaine, right ... Well, I think he's supposed to go on stage in a few minutes and probably after that."

"Thanks," Kurt quietly says and takes his drink while his eyes wander over to the stage.

"Yeah sure, you're welcome." Carter mumbles before turning back around and walking to his next customer.

Kurt's almost halfway his drink when the narrator announces Blaine on stage. The lights dim immediately and he can see the other boy coming to stand close to the front of the stage.

The music starts and the lights go bright again, revealing Blaine beginning his performance with a sly smile as he scans the crowd. His eyes sometimes lingering on some of the guys sitting in front of the stage, earning him a few yells and cheers from them.

Briefly Blaine connects gaze with Kurt's but turns his head, facing the other way again as he goes through his number and obviously avoids looking back to him for the rest of it.

As the song almost comes to an ending, Kurt eyes the side of the stage, noticing the small stair next to the door for personnel only. He hurries out of his chair, almost tripping, and walks to that door while keeping his gaze on Blaine, who's now ending his number.

Blaine walks back over the stage, picking up his clothes at the same time and walks down the stairs, his thoughts clearly somewhere completely else. That's why he doesn't even see Kurt waiting for him until he's passing him, and Kurt gently touches his wrist to get Blaine's attention.

"What are you doing here?" Blaine almost hisses at Kurt as he glances around them, hoping no one notices them.

"I just wanted to talk to you okay?" Kurt replies quietly, leaning over until he's barely inches away from the other boy's face "And since you are trying to avoid me at school, I figured coming here would be my best shot!"

"Why the fuck do you even care? Why do you want to make me talk to you so badly?" Blaine's voice is getting louder with every word he's saying and Kurt almost cringes at the harshness in his otherwise so gentle voice.

With that Kurt releases his hold on Blaine's wrist and sighs as he looks around.

"I just do okay, I just worry about you ..." and he stops the moment the words escape his lips. He didn't plan on saying that, anything but that, and swallows before going further.

"Look, you're on your break now right? Maybe we can talk for a couple of minutes ..."

Blaine looks at him through narrowed eyes "How do you know about ...?" but stops as he briefly looks over to the bar and notices Carter looking back at both the boys "I should've known. Nope, not here anyway."

He bites his lower lip for a second as he drops his gaze to the floor.

"My shift here is over in about an hour. We can get a coffee or something, if you really want?"

"Okay, yeah sure." Kurt is quick to repond but mentally kicks himself 'What is wrong with you? Could you be more eager?'

"Meet me at the back entrance then." Blaine replies quietly before hurrying passed Kurt and dissapearing through the door next to them.

For a moment Kurt just stands there, staring at the door until another guy walks through it and passes him with a questioning look before walking up the few stairs onto the stage.

It'ss already more than an hour later, and Kurt is leaning against the outside wall of the club in the alley next to the back entrance. He glances at his watch and sighs 'He's probably just waiting inside for me to go away and forget about it. Damn it Blaine! What is it with you ...'

That moment the door next to him opens and Blaine steps through it, immediately looking at Kurt with surprise clearly visible in his eyes.

"You're still waiting?"

It sounds more like a statement than a question but still, Kurt can't not answer.

"Of course I am, I wouldn't go through all the trouble of staying in there and then just leave."

"Huh, I guess ..." Blaine says quietly and slings his bag over his shoulder while he starts to walk towards the main street, Kurt hurrying after him until he's walking alongside Blaine.

"There's a coffeeshop just around that corner," Blaine nods into the direction of a street ahead of them.

"Okay" Kurt replies almost inaudible, his eyes not leaving the boy walking next to him.

He notices the way Blaine kind of shrinks a little whenever he's around other people and his gaze that seems almost always pointed downwards, and Kurt can't help but be a bit amazed at how different he is from the boy he saw performing just over two hours ago.