November 5th

Blaine wakes up in his apartment, confused because the last thing he remembers is talking to a doctor in the ER about his hand.  He glances down at that hand and sees that it’s all bandaged up.  Next to him on the nightstand, a bottle of prescription painkillers sits, innocently.  Looking to his left, he sees Wes, sleeping there like a guard.  He finds his phone and checks for any messages from Kurt.  Seeing that there are none, he frowns.

Waking up the next morning, Kurt stares at his phone wishing that the previous night hadn’t happened.  He especially regrets his conversations with Sebastian and Rachel.

I’m sorry I didn’t text back last night. (unsent)

Wes says I’m not allowed to text you anymore. (unsent)

I’m trying really hard not to text you. (unsent)

Squeezing his eyes shut, Blaine sets his phone on his nightstand.

Kurt switches back and forth between the conversations with Sebastian, Rachel and Wes, seeing the texts from Seb pour in.

Blaine lays there for a few minutes listening to Wes breathe, then giving up on his quest not to text Kurt, and picks his phone back up, putting it on silent.

Bear with me, I have to type really slow and with my left hand. Hi.

(Kurt

Baby

Please

Talk to me

Where are you?

I’m worried about you

Kurt

I’m not mad

I just want to know what’s going on.

Kurt

Please

Baby

Just talk to me

I’m so worried baby

Why won’t you talk to me?

Do you hate me?
What did I do?

Rachel, Kurt hates me

I’m sitting like two feet away from you, why are you texting me?

Because I don’t trust myself to speak

He doesn’t hate you

Then please tell me what’s going on

Come here

Where the hell are you?

[silence]

KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL

I’m at Chandler’s apartment

Why?
Because I made Seb think I was going to break up with him and needed time to think

You idiot, he thinks that even more now.  Go text him.  He’s practically sobbing beside me

Oh my god

Does he know?

Yes)

Oh my god, baby, I’m so, so sorry about everything.  I’ll come home right away and explain, promise.  I love you, baby, so, so much.

Blaine’s breath catches in his throat, and he is pretty sure he’s having a heart attack.

Okay, I hate to do this, but I think we really should stop texting each other now.  For good.  I don’t want to ruin what you have with your boyfriend, and don’t say I’m not, because I am.  Don’t text me.  No matter how much you want to.  And I won’t text you either.  It’s been fun, you and me and the Grasshopper Brigade.  

Kurt’s phone dies before he realizes that he mistexted

Despite the fact that his hand is bandaged, Blaine gets up and managed to dress himself without waking Wes, and heads down to the coffee shop.

Until Rachel arrives in a fury to drag him home, Kurt remains in Chandler’s apartment.

(Hey, where are you?

Oh, sorry.  Didn’t want to wake you.  I’m at the coffee shop.

What are you doing down there?  You should have woken me up and I’d have gotten it for  you.  You probably still have pain killers in your system.  I’m coming to get you.

k)

Blaine sits at a table, drink nearby, and puts his head down in his arms.  He starts to remember the previous night, and how he’d spent a very late, painkiller-induced part of it with Wes, in a way that he’d never thought he would.

Wes shows up a little while later, and drags Blaine home.  After a little bit of convincing, Blaine insists that Wes go to class.

(Remember, no texting Kurt.

Why was that again?

Because I don’t want to share you.

Oh, right.  I remember now.)

Kurt, I’m so sorry. (unsent)

Once Seb and Rachel leave for class, Kurt plugs in his phone and looks at his messages, realizing what he did with the mistext.

I really want to text you right now (unsent)

Okay (in response to what you sent me earlier)

I wish I wasn’t such an idiot. (unsent)

I shouldn’t have followed you last night. (unsent)

Letting his head fall back into his pillow, Blaine stares at his bedroom ceiling as he tries to swallow the huge knot in his throat.

This is ridiculous.  You’re not ruining what I have with my boyfriend.  It’s my fault for being vague with him.  This has nothing to do with you.

Wes told me I’m not supposed to text you.

He told me he was going to do that

When did you talk to Wes?

When you were in the ER

Oh god.  You know about that?

Yeah.  Sorry.

Wes used your phone (unsent)

He also forwarded me a bit of a convo between the two of you (unsent)

I don’t want to stop texting you

I don’t want to stop texting you either. (unsent)

I... we... You have a boyfriend, Kurt.

Judging by the pain in his chest, Blaine is sure he is dying.

And, so do I.

You said you and your boyfriend broke up.  And what’s wrong with two friends texting?

I think of you as more than a friend. (unsent)

Wes and I are together now.  We apparently talked last night or something.

I don’t think I’ll ever stop thinking about you though. (unsent)

Well.  That’s good to know.  Maybe you’re right.  Maybe we should stop

Kurt is sitting in his room, crying.

But, you said that it was fine, before you knew about me and Wes. (unsent)

The radio decides to make itself into a soundtrack, and plays ‘Don’t Speak.’  As it comes on, Blaine struggles to see through the welled-up tears.

Okay.

I won’t bother you anymore. (unsent)

(Kurt

I’m not mad at you

I’m just confused

So am I, Seb

You’re a jerk, you know that?

I’d appreciate it if you didn’t do that to me

What?

Leave me alone, Rachel

He told me to leave him alone

Stay out of it, Rachel

Fine

Baby?

Have you texted him again today?

No

Thank you)

Goodbye Blaine

Kurt breaks down on his bed, throwing his phone across the room.

Blaine knows he is in fact dying because the pain in his chest is too much to handle. He isn’t coherent enough to attempt a text back as he takes one of his pain killers and tries to sleep.

[A while later]

(Hey, do you need anything?  I’m on my way back.

No, I’m fine.

Not even coffee?  What’s your drink again?  I want my new boyfriend to be happy.

Kurt knows my drink order, I’ll bet. (unsent)

:) No, really, I don’t need anything.  I’m just cold.

Don’t worry, I’ll fix that too. ;)

Haha.  

Seriously though, like I was saying earlier, I don’t want to hurt you like Eli hurt me.

You won’t. I promise.

Ha, promising that I won’t hurt you.  Great.

I’m serious.

I’m not. (unsent)

lol.)

Kurt. Run away with me. (unsent)

(Kurt, I’m worried about you

Why?

Rachel says you had a rough evening yesterday

So?

Talk to me

I didn’t think she still talked to you

Come on, Kurt

No

Please?

[silence]

He won’t talk to me

It’s okay, Finn, you tried your best

He seems really upset

Duh

Is Seb going to break up with him?

Not as far as I know

Is he going to break up with Seb?

I don’t know)

I kind of feel like I’ve died inside (unsent)

Blaine lets his phone die after Wes gets home, and pretends that he is knocked out from pain killers so that he doesn’t have to look at his new boyfriend.

Having made his way to the coffee shop, Kurt sits, drinking his nonfat mocha slowly and staring at his phone.

Growing bored at the apartment with Blaine sleeping, Wes heads to the coffee shop.  He walks in and glances around, staring at Kurt when he sees him, his impeccable facial-recognition skills not failing him, and he puts a name with the face.  Even as he orders his grande spiced chai latte with 2% milk, he stares at Kurt.

Kurt feels like he is being watched and glances around, seeing the guy staring at him.  He seems familiar, but Kurt can’t place him

Wes, being the guy that he is (the actual jerk from the Warblers), takes it upon himself to sit down with Kurt, still staring at him.

Kurt feels unsettled

Reaching across the table, for a shake, Wes looks on expectantly.

***

Blaine.  You’re not going to believe this.

I just ran into Kurt.  Your Kurt.

I remembered him from when he was in the Warblers for that like, one semester my senior year.

Blaine?

Anyway, well, I recognized him, and then we had coffee.

He really is in love with his boyfriend, and I honestly think I know who the guy is.

Will you answer me?

Blaine....

Blaine..........

Blaine wakes up to an empty house and sighs a breath of relief.  Maybe with Wes gone, he can send a few texts to Kurt.  The pain meds have worn off, but he still feels slightly heavy, so he doesn’t take any more.  He gets up and searches for his phone, which isn’t on the nightstand where he would have left it.  Finally, he finds it, blending in with the dark hoodie that’s on the floor.  The screen is cracked, and he soon realizes that the phone won’t turn on, even if he has it on the charger.  Someone had stepped on it, probably wearing heavy shoes.

Sebbie

Kurtie

What’s wrong?

I ran into Wes this afternoon

Wait.  Wes Montgomery?

Yes

What did he say?

We just caught up

Did the bastard say anything to hurt you?

No

Why did you call me Sebbie?

Because Wes told me to stop texting Blaine

I’m nervous around him

Wes was always a jerk

A bigger jerk than Blaine

God I hated that guy

Are we okay?

I think we are

Just... let’s talk it over when you get home

I don’t have a problem with you texting other guys

I love you Seb

I love you too, Kurt.

Montgomery

Well, I didn’t think I’d see this contact pop back up on my phone any time soon.

How are you, old chap?

Stop playing games

We’re hardly friends

I agree, we are hardly friends.

But, no games.  I’ve over that high school bullshit.

Anyway, what can I do for you?

Really now?

I heard you spoke to my boyfriend today

I did.  I wasn’t sure he was definitely yours, but I had an idea.

I ran into him at the Starbucks near where Blaine and I live.

Don’t worry, nothing happened.

I also hear you’ve been interfering in a certain developing friendship

Unlike you, I don’t see a problem with Kurt and Blaine becoming friends

They’re a lot alike

Honestly, I thought you’d be against it.

I don’t care who Blaine talks to, he’s not going to stray from me.

If you’re okay with them talking, then I’m okay with it.

In fact, maybe we should all get together for coffee.

I don’t know what game you’re playing, Montgomery.  But I know Kurt loves me.  I’m not some possessive jerk like you are.

I don’t know about getting coffee, though.

I don’t trust you.  And yes, I’m being open about it.

You’d be possessive about your boyfriend if he was as hot as Blaine too.

Chiding aside, yes, your boyfriend is also attractive, so let’s not get into a fight about that.

Listen, once a Warbler, always a Warbler.  Let’s all get coffee.

You can trust me.  Well, you can trust Blaine.

I promise we won’t bring any slushies for your boyfriend.

The two of you are perfect for each other, you know that?

Which makes me fear for Kurt, since I just said him and Blaine are alike (unsent)

The way I remember it, once a member of Blaine and the Pips, with Wes as a manager, always a member

I’ll think about the coffee.  I’m warning you, though.  If you mess with my boyfriend...

I will find you

Aww, thanks.  I think we’ll do just fine.

And, Blaine has a fantastic voice.  He deserved every single solo that we gave him.  I was the perfect manager.

You think about the coffee.

I’m not going to mess with your boyfriend.

Mine is hopped up on pain meds right now, I don’t need two messes to clean up.

Listen, go ahead and let Kurt text Blaine.  

There were other fantastic voices in the group.  Do you even know what Nick sounded like solo?

I’m not going to /let/ Kurt text Blaine.  He can make his own decision.

Nick was okay.

And, if Kurt could make his own decisions, wouldn’t he have already texted Blaine?

Screw off, Montgomery

Nick was fantastic. You just won’t admit it because you’re too hung up on Perfect Blaine Anderson

You do realize that he and I only started dating last night, right?

He has been with Eli for like a million years.

It’s no secret that you’re the reason he became captain

If you’ll excuse me, I have a boyfriend to comfort.  Because our relationship is built on love and trust, not the hallucinations of painkillers

Alright, Smythe.  That’s enough.

Maybe I have been after Anderson for years, but with good intentions.  He’s been my best friend since he transferred to Dalton, and that’s not going to change any time soon.  He was fantastic enough to be captain.  Why do you think *I* stepped down?

We can be kosher, right? I’m feeling nostalgic.  Coffee.

[silence]

Blaine?

Are you there?

[Silence]

Okay, I didn’t want to talk either

[Silence]

Blaine?

[Silence]

Kurt?

Who is this?

It’s Blaine.  I’m using Wes’s phone.  I broke mine.

Oh.  Um.  Hi.

I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t have texted you.

No, it’s okay. You just shocked me, that’s all

It’s been a rough couple of days, you’ll have to understand

Yeah.  I don’t really remember the last time we talked, I think.  These pain meds are killing me.  Memory wise.

What happened that everything is rough?

Everything

I almost broke up with my boyfriend

I had a run in with your boyfriend

My best friend thinks I’m depressed

Everything

1) Why, what happened with your boyfriend? 2) WHAT? 3)Why?

Mostly 2 though.

I panicked and said some things I shouldn’t have to my bf.  Wes saw me at Starbucks and we talked.  My bff is worried that I’m going insane from everything that’s happened since that first night of Sandy

I don’t know what’s going on, or why Wes talked to you, but I feel terrible, because it literally is all my fault for that first mistext.

I don’t know either.  It all started as harmless fun, and then it just got more involved

I don’t know how I feel about you, but it’s confusing me (unsent)

I don’t regret your first mistext.  I regret us finding out more about each other and discovering who we each really were

Can I make a confession?

Is it going to change everything?

Probably.

I saw you at the coffee shop the other night. (unsent)

I followed you from the coffee shop, and yes, I was walking behind you next to the twinkle lights in the park. (unsent)

Nevermind.

Tell me, Blaine

I don’t want to risk not being able to talk to you anymore. (unsent)

I... think I saw you at the coffee shop last night.

You do?

Confession time for me

Yes I do.  What could you possibly have to confess?

I saw you at the coffee shop last night.  I walked in, saw you, and walked out

So, that was you...

Probably.  If you saw someone come in, then leave right away.  Then yes.

Here’s another confession.

I followed you out of the coffee shop. (unsent)

I left right after that.

You were behind me, weren’t you?  When you mentioned the twinkling lights.

[Silence]

I don’t know how I’m supposed to interpret that

I don’t know what to say.

Can you confirm or deny it?

Yes it was me.  But before you freak out and call me a stalker, I live on the other side of that park, like, I was technically walking home.

But I’m not going to lie.

I was in the ER because the noise that startled you was me breaking my hand on a really solid metal trash can. (unsent)

So, yes, it was me.  I’m sorry.

It’s okay, Blaine.  I’m not angry.  I’m confused.

Why are you confused?

Forget it, it’s no big deal

Kurt gets up, leaving his phone on the couch, and goes walks away.  Rachel comes in, sees Kurt’s phone, and being the nosy type she is, looks through the conversation

Kurt, you can tell me, it’s okay.

Kurt.

Kurt?

Okay, I’m giving the phone back to Wes now. I’ll talk to you later, I guess.  Or something.

Blaine deletes all of the messages between himself and Kurt via Wes’s phone, and gives it back to him, wishing that his own phone would turn on.

Rachel automatically assumes that this is indeed Blaine, and copies the number into her phone, for future reference

Well hello there, heartbreaker

Who is this?

Well, Blaine, this is your worst nightmare speaking

This isn’t Blaine (unsent)

Oh yeah?  Why do you say that?

My Kurtie is devastated right now and it’s all your fault

He thinks his boyfriend is going to dump him, even though Seb would never do something like that

You’re a jerk, you know that?

What exactly did I do that it’s all my fault and am a jerk?

You made him confused.  He told me he thinks he likes you, but he’s with Seb

You jerk.  You just had to come along and ruin everything.  They were happy.

I’ve heard all about how awful you and that Wes guy were at Dalton

My two gay dads would have something to say about you

No wonder Seb hates you two so much

You are a horrible person, Blaine

HORRIBLE

WOAH.

First, you need to make sure you have the right number when you text someone, sweetheart.  

This is Wes.  Blaine’s BOYFRIEND.

Why don’t you tell Kurt that he should stop worrying about Blaine possibly liking him, because Blaine is in a relationship with ME, and not HIM, and that’s not changing any time soon.

Blaine’s phone is broken.

I dunno how you got my number.

And, honestly, I don’t care if Sebastian hates me, or Blaine.  

Look, sweetheart, maybe it’s you that’s the horrible person.

Get over yourself.  And, tell ‘Kurtie’ that he needs to leave my Blaine alone.

I got this number because Kurt was texting Blaine at this number before I found it.

How DARE you call me a horrible person.

And you can’t tell me to tell Kurt what to do.  Jerk.

It makes even more sense now that I know I’m talking to Wes.

Because I’ve heard so many stories about you.

You’re terrible.

I’ll just tell him myself.

Oh, and those stories you’ve heard... I can guarantee that Kurt and Sebastian are just jealous that Blaine and I were so much better than them.

Yo, Smythe.

What, Montgomery?

Your boy toy has a crush on my boyfriend.

What?

Fw: You made him confused.  He told me he thinks he likes you, but he’s with Seb

I believe that’s from your roommate.  Blaine texted Kurt from my phone because his is out of commission.  She got a hold of the convo afterward and texted me, thinking I was him.

You’re making that up

You wanna come read it off of my phone?

No, I’ll just talk to her.  I can’t stand to be around you

I’m so offended.

You go talk to her.  And keep Kurt away from Blaine.  Or I’ll come find *you* and make your life a living Hell.

You’re insane, Montgomery (unsent)

Whatever.  Kurt and I are happy together (unsent)
Whatever you say, Montgomery