I twiddled my thumbs as I watched Wes moved his mouth, obviously talking about arrangements for Regionals and important things like that but I had no clue what he was actually saying due to my lack of attention. It was Wednesday afternoon and I was sitting there not paying attention, with only twenty minutes left. For all I knew Wes could be revealing he was gay and was secretly married to David. It had been an extremely weird week. Blaine and I had been keeping away from one another since I had asked for space. The weekend had been spent with the two of us being close until we had got back to Dalton. Dad pulled me aside Sunday morning and asked what had happened to Martin. I told him the truth; all about the fight and how we had broken up. Dad had been disappointed that I hadn’t told him straight away but told me he was glad I had a friend like Blaine. When I had simply smiled, Dad continued to ask what was happening between Blaine and me. I told him that we were taking some time to get to grip with what happened. Dad understood and wished us all the best; before asking whether he needed to go and punch Martin. Practically everyone had asked me if they could go and threaten my ex. I had immediately told them no. I just wanted to move forward; hopefully with Blaine.

Ah...Blaine. I missed him. I hadn’t spoken properly to him since Sunday evening and I was craving his company. He of course was in my lessons and attended Warbler practice but we sat away from one another. On Monday the Warblers had all been extremely confused until I explained I was just trying to wrap my head around everything. They all did their best not to draw attention to the distance or make things awkward. This surprised me as I thought they’d enjoy making it awkward and having a laugh but when I asked Nick and Jeff, they responded they were all ‘Klaine shippers’ and wanted it to go smoothly for their favourite couple. They had told me they just wanted me to be happy but secretly that was with Blaine. Soon the teasing would begin.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, my mind swirling, before sighing and moving to put it back in my pocket. I caught Blaine’s eye out of the corner of my eye and he smiled me; instantly making me smile back. My phone buzzed, signifying that I had a text. I pulled my eyes away from Blaine’s face to see I had a text from the man himself; my first since Saturday morning.

From Blaine 16:12
You bored too? I know we’re doing the whole distance thing but I can’t get through Warbler practice without your wit and banter to keep me going and pull me through. Blaine xxxxx

I smiled at my phone before looking back at Blaine and rolling my eyes, making him grin at me.

From Kurt 16:13
You survived Monday practice!? Kurt xxxxx

I heard Blaine chuckle as he received the text.

From Blaine 16:14
Barely! I actually had to listen to the dictator as had nothing to do. You don’t know how many messages to you I had in my draft box! Blaine xxxxx

I rolled my eyes again, unable to keep the smile off my face.

From Kurt 16:16
Wow I’m touched knowing that the fate of how bored you are during practice relies on my text messages. Charming Blaine Warbler Anderson! ;) Kurt xxxxx

I glanced at the front to see Thad and David were also on their phones. It looked like David was playing Temple Run due to his concentration and his hand movements.

From Blaine 16:17
I do have a middle name you know and it’s not Warbler! ;) Your text messages always make my day ? Blaine xxxxx

I smiled at his text.

From Kurt 16:18
Yes I do know Blaine Devon Warbler Anderson ;) The Warbler just fits e.g. ‘Blaine Warbler’. Kurt doesn’t go too well e.g. ‘Kurt Warbler’. No matter as Kurt Elizabeth Hummel sounds fabulous. Aww yours too. They’re just so full of crap and so sappy I can’t help but smile :) Kurt xxxxx

I saw Nick and Jeff out of the corner of my eye playing a game where they seemed to be slapping one another. I held back a laugh when I saw Jeff catch Nick’s face then apologise profoundly afterwards.

From Blaine 16:20
I have to agree I do suit Warbler. You are fabulous Kurt! It’s not crap, it’s all true. You love my sappiness ;) Blaine xxxxx

I smiled at Blaine’s words. Of course I loved his sappiness.

From Kurt 16:21
Of course :) Kurt xxxxx

“Kurt! Do you know anything about the New Directions set list or have any tips for us that would help us beat them at Regionals?”

I quickly slid my phone out of view and turned to look at Wes, “No I don’t. All I can say is that given Regionals is two weeks away is that they probably won’t even be deciding on a set list. The group was always very last minute. Plus Blaine and I have been feeding them rumours that we’re doing the Spice Girls music and that we’re stuck between ‘Wannabe’ and ‘Spice Up Your Life’. We also said that maybe Blaine was writing a song that could be used normally or could be used in a Harry Potter musical if one ever got made.”

Wes seemed thrilled with what I had to offer, “Excellent Kurt. You and Blaine should be very pleased with yourself. Now in other news the coach of Aural Intensity is in hospital and their replacement is a woman called Sylvester or something...”

I sat up straight at Wes’ words. I noticed Blaine move slightly as well, “Wait Wes...Sue Sylvester?”

Thad frowned at me, “What’s wrong Kurt?”

“She is my old cheerleading coach,” I explained, “She hates Glee club and is always inventing ways to destroy them. I wouldn’t be surprised if she hurt the Aural Intensity coach on purpose.”

I noticed everyone was silent and staring at me, “What?”

Jeff opened his mouth and closed it again, “You were a cheerleader? One of the Cheerios at McKinley?”

“Yes?” I said slowly, glancing around at the Warblers.

“Dude, that’s so awesome! Bet you looked supermegafoxyawesomehot!” Nick exclaimed.

“Yes yes, I agree Kurt was a hot cheerleader but let’s get to back to the topic of Regionals.” Wes demanded, banging the gavel on the desk to regain order.

Several groans were heard around the room but no one protested when Wes began to talk again. Everyone just returned to what they were doing before. I picked up my phone and noticed we only had four minutes, plus I had a text from Blaine.

From Blaine 16:25
You were a cheerleader Mr Hummel? Why have you withheld this information? ;) Blaine xxxxx

I chuckled softly to myself before hitting reply.

From Kurt 16:26
It never came up ;) Kurt xxxxx

I pretended to listen to Wes for a few moments waiting for a reply until my phone buzzed again.

From Blaine 16:28
Kurt....God Kurt I fucking miss you. I hate this distance between us. I’m sorry that I’m telling you all this time but this has been building up since we got back to Dalton after the weekend. I hate that I can’t just randomly turn up to your dorm and ask for a Harry Potter marathon where we debate who is better: Harry or Draco, and our strange crush on Alan Rickman. I’m just asking whatever you decide...that we still be friends. I can’t live my life without you. I can’t go back to the way I was before you were in my life. Sorry for laying this on you. Blaine xxxxx

I stared in shock at Blaine’s text. It was actually how I was feeling. I hated that I had wanted distance between the two of us. I knew it was the right thing to do as I was definitely coming to terms with what happened but I had wished I hadn’t had to stay away from Blaine to sort out my life.

Wes suddenly cleared his throat, “Right guys that’s the end of practice. See you later.”

I quickly looked over in Blaine’s direction to find him hurrying out of the room. I stared after him, most of me wanting to run after him and take him in my arms and never let him go. I glanced back to the text and hit reply.

From Kurt 16:31
I fucking miss you too Blaine Warbler! I hate this too. I’m so sorry for everything! Don’t ever apologise for how you feel. We will always be best friends no matter what! I’m sorry Blaine. Kurt xxxxx

I quickly thrust my phone into my blazer pocket and grabbed my satchel, waving to the council and walking quickly out of the room. My mind couldn’t seem to process what I wanted to do; I just let my feet take me wherever I was headed. It suddenly made sense where I was heading when I caught sight of Blaine’s gelled hairdo. My footsteps quickened and Blaine turned around, eyes widening at the sight of me. Without warning, I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tight against him. Blaine, without hesitation, wrapped his arms around me and held me to him. I forgot we were standing in the hallway and just entered ‘Klaine world’.

“Blaine I’m so sorry!” I cried, clutching him tighter, “I’m so sorry I hurt you.”

Blaine pulled back slightly to look at me properly, “Kurt we’ve been through this! You have nothing to be sorry for and you’re not hurting me. I promise you Kurt. Of course I hate this situation but I completely understand why it has to be this way. Plus I’m counting the hours down to Sunday when you and I are going to have a long and properly emotional chat about our lives.”

“I hate the distance from you too Blaine,” I whispered against his neck.

“I know Kurt, I know. Just think positively. Soon everything will hopefully be okay again, right?” Blaine said, smiling at me.

I smiled back and nodded, wiping my tears. Blaine and I slowly pulled away from one another and Blaine leaned in and kissed my forehead, “I’ll see you tomorrow Kurt Warbler.”

I giggled weakly at his attempt to cheer me up, “I’ll see you tomorrow Blaine Warbler.”

I squeezed his hand one more time before pulling away and walking to my own dorm. I had needed that moment with Blaine desperately but now I had another three days without him. I decided to do all my homework and get all my revision notes sorted. This time was for me to clear my head and organise my lives so that is exactly what I will do. When I entered my dorm room, I shut the door behind me and emptied my books from my satchel onto my bed. I picked up my English Literature book and opened my copy of Shakespeare’s ‘Othello’; thinking of the irony that the main theme was jealousy and the tragedy this caused. I was glad that I hadn’t ended up being suffocated by a pillow like Desdemona. I sat down at my desk and picked up my pen, starting to brainstorm my essay.

(break)

“It’s astounding; time is fleeting; madness takes control. Just listen closely... Not for very much longer...I’ve got to keep control”.

I was awakened to the sound of my own voice in my room singing one of my favourite songs. I smiled to myself as I reached over and turned the alarm off. Memories of ‘The Rocky Horror Glee Show’ filled my mind. I was annoyed that the whole reason we had done the musical was because Mr Schue wanted to steal Miss Pillsbury from that gorgeous dentist and that he had automatically assumed I’d play Dr Frank-n-Furter. Although the role was traditionally a man, Mercedes had kicked ass in that role. ‘Sweet Transvestite’ was perfection. Listening to ‘Time Warp’ really made me miss my friends at McKinley. The last time I had seen them was Saturday night and I hadn’t really spoken to them properly as I had been involved in my own dramas. I wondered what would happen to my friendship with them if I got together with Blaine. Would I only see them or speak to them when I returned to Lima for the weekend and that would be our only source of communication? I quickly shook these thoughts away knowing that I would never lose contact with my original ‘Glee’ family. I decided to text them a little later in the day as all of them would still probably be in bed at the moment; maybe not Rachel as she was probably on her treadmill staring at a picture of a Tony award.
I slid out of bed and stretched as I stood up, doing my typical Tracy Anderson stretches for a minute or two. I headed into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, letting it run for a moment. I took off my pyjama top before going to get my iPhone so I would be able to listen to my ‘Shower Songs’ playlist. ‘Don’t Stop Believin’ by Journey came on and I laughed to myself, thinking of the moment in the auditorium when New Directions was just starting off and there was only six of us in the club. Life had certainly changed since then; especially since I now attended another school and was in a different glee club. I tested the water to check it wasn’t too scalding hot then stripped off my pyjama bottoms and got into the shower. I sang along to ‘Don’t Stop Believin’; my mind also remembering the Regionals when we were going to be disbanded if Vocal Adrenaline won. I was so happy Coach Sylvester had told Principal Figgins to give us another year. The song changed to ‘Rose’s Turn’ making me smile again. That was the song I had sung when I was jealous over the relationship between my Dad and Finn, thinking I was being replaced. Even as I sang along, I changed the lyrics to the words I had sung: “Everything’s coming up Kurt! Everything’s coming up Hummel! Everything’s coming up Kurt!” I remembered the emotional talk I had with my father afterwards and knew I had the best Dad in the world. He was so accepting and would let him gush about boys to him when I needed to. Plus I had found some pamphlets in my room about sex between two men with a post it note on them saying, “We will go through these together. Love Dad xx” I was so grateful for my Dad as I knew there was a struggle for acceptance in the gay community with their families. I finished washing my body and hair so turned the water off and stepped onto the bathroom mat, drying myself off with a towel before wrapping it around my waist. I did my forty minutes routine of blowing drying my hair, styling my hair in the usual Kurt Hummel manner of perfection and moisturising my face to ensure my skin was smooth and perfect. I left the bathroom to put on my Dalton uniform. I eyed the door suspiciously, waiting for someone to knock before I could put the uniform on like last time with Nick. That ended up with a photo of me only in a towel on every Warbler’s phone; Blaine had it as his background and he had texted it to a few of the members in New Directions such as Puck, Santana and Brittany.

“It’s astounding; time is fleeting; madness takes control. Just listen closely... Not for very much longer...I’ve got to keep control”.

I jumped at the sudden burst of music and picked up my iPhone. The alarm was there again and it showed that before I had pressed snooze rather than turn it off. I chuckled to myself, knowing that I had been waiting in anticipation for something to happen. I put on my uniform and straightened my tie. I glanced at myself in the mirror and smiled. I looked as amazing as I always did in this uniform. Wearing a uniform certainly saved me time wondering what I should wear every day. I did mess wearing my own clothes but now made an enormous effort over what clothes to wear at the weekend or going out. There suddenly was a knock at my door and I grabbed my phone and put it in my blazer pocket before skipping to answer it. I opened the door and there stood David.

“Good morning Kurt,” he smiled at me, “You coming down for breakfast?”

I smiled back at him, “Morning David. Yeah I’m ready. Got ready a bit quicker this morning in case Nick or Jeff knocked on my door again and took another photo of me.”

This made David laugh, “Oh Kurt you’re too hot for your own good.”

I laughed too as the two of us started heading down for breakfast, “No Wes this morning?”

David rolled his eyes at me, “I do have other friends you know. Wes is just my boy.”

I started coughing, “Gay!”

“Hey!” David protested.

I had to laugh at his expression, “I apologise for calling your bromance with Wes gay.”

David just chuckled, “It’s all right. My girlfriend even jokingly questions me about our bromance. Well I hope she’s joking.”

“I’m sure she is David,” I replied, “It’s just fun to tease you two, like it is to tease Wes about the gavel or Blaine about his hair gel.”

David smiled at me before his brow furrowed, “Kurt...what’s going on with you and Blaine?”

I started at his question, “What do you mean?”

David smiled sadly at me, “None of us have wanted to ask because it’s not actually our business. It’s pretty obvious that something went down at that party because you ended up single and now you and Blaine have been doing this weird distance thing but are still giving one another looks when the other isn’t looking and still creating too much sexual tension for the Warblers to handle.”

I processed his words for a moment before answering, “I broke up with Martin as he was a possessive jerk...”

“True and thank god!” David interrupted, “Sorry, please continue!”

I tried again, “Anyway as you know I’ve always liked Blaine and that night it became apparent he had liked me too. I’m just having some space to clear my head then Blaine and I will discuss us. It’s so weird as we both miss each other so much when we’re not properly speaking and are in the same room as one another”

David was grinning from ear to ear, “You mean soon Klaine might be on? Oh dear god Klainers are gonna Klaine! Kurt you miss one another as its true love. Klaine is true love!”

I smiled slightly, “Klainers are gonna Klaine? Seriously? Yes David Klaine might be on...I mean Blaine and I might get together but it all depends on what happens when we talk on Sunday. David, please don’t tell anyone...even Wes. Please just keep this between us.”

David stopped me right outside the dining room hall and pulled me into a hug, “Of course Kurt I understand.”

I hugged him back for a moment before the two of us separated. David laughed slightly, “I love everyone always say don’t tell Wes and they don’t even say don’t tell your girlfriend.”

I laughed at that too, “Ok David, don’t tell your girlfriend.”

David chuckled and nodded, “Of course. This is just between you and me.”

With that David and I walked into the dining room together and headed towards the breakfast table. I got my usual two pieces of toast with marmalade and a glass of orange juice while David settled for a bowl of corn flakes and some apple juice. Once we were done we headed over to the Warbler table where Wes, Blaine, Thad and Trent were sitting. It suddenly hit me what had happened. Wes had gone after Blaine while David had come after me. I turned to glare at David who was smiling sheepishly at me.

As we approached the table, Blaine looked up and caught my eye, smiling, “Hey guys you all right? Any sign of Nick and Jeff?

I smiled back as David replied, “No apparently Jeff is ill and Nick is looking after him.”

I rolled my eyes at the other bromance that Blaine and I had bet were secretly in the closet. It was funny when these boys had such intense bromances but swore they were straight. I heard a chuckle and realised Blaine must have seen me roll my eyes. I smiled at him again and he winked back; at the same time I noticed Wes and David giving each other a look about Blaine and I.

“By the way does anyone have the last two periods free today?” I asked, glancing at my friends.

Sadly they all shook their heads and explained why; David, Blaine and Thad had their Italian class, Wes had a music lesson and Trent had maths.

“Boo that sucks.” I replied, knowing I would have to study for the afternoon on my own.

Trent chuckled to himself, “For a second I thought you were gonna quote ‘Mean Girls’ and say ‘Boo you whore’ to us.”

I laughed too, “I had totally considered that. I can practically quote that whole film.”

“Oh god me too!” Blaine joined in, laughing with us, “One of my first movie nights at Dalton consisted of watching that with Wes and David and the three of us just spoke along with the characters.”

“Such a great film! I vote movie night tomorrow with us watching it. Deal?” Wes demanded, eyeing us all.

“Deal!” We said together.

The rest of breakfast rushed by with all of us talking about our favourite films. An argument broke out when Wes said ‘The Lord of the Rings’ was a million times better than ‘Harry Potter’ and Blaine looked like his entire world had ended. This led to about eight minutes of debate between the two before the rest of us were asked to pick sides. I of course chose Harry Potter which led Wes to mutter something about me choosing Blaine. David, Trent and Thad also chose Harry Potter which led to five of us against one but Wes refused to back down. I knew in my mind Harry Potter could never be beaten. We started tidying up as the bell would ring for lessons. I had French with Trent first. I collected the plates and ended up walking with Blaine to put them in the washing up section.

“Can you believe Wes thinks Lord of the Rings is better?” Blaine asked, clearly lost how Wes could think that.

“I know! That boy needs his head testing!” I replied, loading the plates on the trolley.

“So what are you gonna do this afternoon? Sorry you’re on your own.” Blaine asked, looking apologetic.

“Blaine it’s not your fault. I normally wouldn’t have two free periods but my Geography teacher isn’t here today and there is no cover work. I could either sit in the library or stay in my dorm and be a bore. Ooo I could go to the Lima bean or something and do some work there while drinking coffee. Win win for me!” I exclaimed, delighted with my idea.

“Great, now I’m going to be sitting in my lesson feeling jealous off you drinking your grande non-fat mocha.” Blaine said, using his puppy dog eyes on me.

I laughed and patted his arm, “If I remember I’ll try and bring you back a medium drip.”

Blaine laughed, “Cheeky!”

He winked at me making me blush, “I better get to lessons Kurt. See you this evening.”

I waved in respond, “Bye Blaine.”

I made my way over to Trent and we headed towards the French classroom, chatting about Harry Potter, Marc Jacobs and song choices for Regionals.

(break)

The Lima Bean wasn’t particularly busy at quarter past two on a Wednesday afternoon. Obviously it was past the lunchtime rush. I had driven there straight after having a chicken salad and diet coke for lunch. I walked in, clutching my satchel, and waved to the barista who I always saw in there.

“Hi, can I gave a grande non-fat mocha please?” I asked.

She smiled at me, “Sure that’ll be $3.20 please. You’re here early today?”

I handed over a five dollar bill, “Got a free afternoon at school and everyone has lessons so thought I’d come here to do some work.”

“Good on you! Here you go and your coffee should be ready in a moment. I’ll bring it over to you.” The barista replied, handing me my change.

I thanked her and chose a table slightly out of the way in case the Lima Bean got busier and I got distracted from my work. I pulled my laptop out of my bag and turned it on, waiting for it to load. The barista brought over my coffee smiling at me and I immediately thanked her and smiled back. Once my laptop had loaded I opened my iTunes, while putting in my headphones, and started playing my ‘Musicals Playlist’ which started off with the ‘Wicked’ soundtrack. I opened up Microsoft Word and started work on my philosophy essay on: ‘Is there a God with evil and suffering in the world?’ I knew the answer to this but had to write both sides to get high marks. I had expressed my disbelief in God in Glee club when my Dad had had a heart attack. I was hurt that my friends, particularly Quinn and Mercedes, had tried to force religion down my throat while Finn found his belief in a grilled cheese sandwich aka grilled cheesus.
I had been working thoroughly for about an hour and a half with the barista being extremely helpful and bringing me a new coffee or diet coke when I needed it. I was already on my fourth drink, knowing I would need to switch to water soon otherwise I’d be on a caffeine high. I had moved onto my politics essay about the effects of terrorism around the world and was typing away. I moved my eyes away from the laptop to glance around and noticed there were a few more people in the Lima Bean but it still wasn’t crowded. My eyes went back to the screen and I typed a few more sentences. I heard the door open but I ignored it, continuing to work. It wasn’t until I heard the person who had just entered speak that I stopped.

“Can I have a latte please?”

I looked away from the laptop to see if it was the person I thought it to be. It was. It was Martin Granger.