Blaine texted me the directions to the Lima Bean earlier. Sitting in the car, stealing looks at the GPS every few minutes, noticing that this place was way the hell out of the way. I had already been drining for 20 minutes and I still had about 15 left. The things I do for Blaine Anderson.

When I eventually pulled into the parking lot, I looked immediately for Blaine. I spotted him waving for me through the window, already holding a cup of coffee for me.

"I got you a nonfat mocha...I didn't know what else, you seem like a kind of guy that goes for anything nonfat but still has that mocha taste." Blaine said nervously, handing me the cup.

"Damn Anderson, can you read my mind or something? This is what I always get."

"I guess I'm just good at reading people."

"Really? And what are you picking up about me right now?"

"Hmmm...you know...it helps to be touching a part of the person that I'm reading so..." Blaine took my hand in his, rubbing his calloused thumb against my knuckles.

"I'm sensing that you are totally happy to be here. I am also getting that...you really want to kiss me."

"Are you sure you aren't just saying what you are feeling?"

"Stop trying to deny what you are feeling Hummel."

"You know Blaine, it is really nice to see this...fun side of you."

"Aer you saying that I'm not always fun? I am hurt!" Blaine dropped his head back dramatically.

"Stop being such a drama queen."

"Just so you know. I do really want to kiss you right now." I feel all of the air in my body leave me. The thought of Blaine's lips back on mine has been going through my mind for the past twenty four hours and it was driving me mad.

"I would totally shove my tongue down your throat if we weren't in public."

"Blaine. You are killing me."

"Just think about it Hummel. I walk up to you and I put my hand on your cheek. You bring your eyes from my lips to meet my eyes. I put my lips on yours," I can feel myself on the verge of drooling. "At first it is soft and delicate," Blaine stands up to throw his empty coffee cup into the trash can, leaving me and my quickly forming buldge at the table. He comes up behind me and I can feel his warm, smoke and mint smelling breath in my ear. "But then it becomes faster and more desperate. My tongue is grazing over your bottom lip and before you even think about it, my tongue is twirling, doing dances with yours." I fight as hard as I can not to moan right there. How was he doing this to me? We haven't even known eachother for that long.

"I have a car with tinted windows..." I mutter.

"Hummel, you look like a wreck. It's so hot."

I quickly stand up, not bothering to put my jacket on.

When we got to the car, I struggled to open the door. I couldn't think clearly. The only thing I was concerned about was how quickly I could get Blaine's mouth on mine.

Once I finally managed to get the door unlocked, I feel into the backseat, Blaine quick to fall on top of me.

I have never been physically this close to another guy before in my life and I never once thought that my first makeout in the back seat would be with Blaine Anderson.

It was everything Blaine whispered to me and more. It was perfect and delicious and hot.

"Kurt..."I caught Blaine's mouth with mine again, not wanting him to stop kissing me.

"Seriously." Kiss. "I." Kiss. "Need to." Kiss. "Get." Kiss. "Home."

I was so not ready for this to end.

"Blaine, just a few more..."

"Hours? Kurt as much as I am truly enjoying this, if I'm not home by the time my parents get off work I will be totally screwed."

Blaine opened the door and managed to semi-gracefully pull himself out. I sat up, realizing how numb my legs were.

"This was really nice Hummel um...I...yeah I'm gonna go."

"Blaine!" I yelled. He turned around.

"Can we um...do this again some time."

"I would really like that Kurt. I'll let you know. I...I don't want to hide from you. I want you to know about me and how I'm feeling and everything but for a while...you are going to have to bear with me okay?"

"Of course Blaine."

"Good. Because I really like you-a lot."

"I like you a lot too."

"I'll see you at school tomorrow, Kurt."

"Bye Blaine."

As Blaine got in his car, I took a moment to think about how different Blaine was today. How different he was when he didn't have to be afraid. I thought about how I wanted to see this Blaine again and again because he is exactly the kind of guy I always pictured myself with. Someone sexy, funny...loving. When Blaine didn't have to Blaine Anderson the Badass, he was so different. So caring. So...Blaine.

This was the Blaine that I felt myself falling in love with after only a few weeks.