Chapter 2

The corners of Blaine's lips curved upwards as Kurt timidly scooted back into his chair.

"So do you normally hurt people physically when you are near them or was that just a special show for me?" questioned Blaine with a mischievous smile.

Kurt's insides did a triple flip. He wasn't really sure what he should say in response. He wasn't sure what to say at all. Cutes boys didn't talk to Kurt ever. He was hopeless in the flirting department and plus, he was still damn sure that Blaine was as straight as they come. Kurt wasn't sure how to play it.

"Uh... No?" Kurt replied as his face turned three different shades of pink.

"Great, Kurt, now he's going to think you're dumber than Brittany and Puck put together."

Blaine just laughed.

"How do you know who I am?" Kurt asked.

"Well, I've seen you around. I mean, come on, it's hard to take my eyes off you." Blaine lifted up his chin when he talked to Kurt, showing off his impressive jaw line. Kurt felt a hot sensation gathering in the pit of his stomach. "You kind of stand out, you're the only boy at school with the balls to look the way you do." Kurt wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean. "Look the way I do? Because I'm gay? Does he know I'm gay?"

"And when you fell on top of me today, well, who could forget an encounter like that?" Blaine said as he licked his lips and drummed his fingers on the table.

This was becoming too much. Blaine's sexy demeanor was just pushing Kurt overboard. His soulful eyes, and the way his hair seemed to frame his face perfectly. Kurt could only imagine what his arms look like. Perfectly sculpted, but still soft to the touch. Kurt's mouth watered.

"What are you drinking?" Blaine asked.

"A grande nonfat mocha," Kurt rattled off, "I get it every time I buy coffee, but they make it the best here."

"Why am I talking so quickly?"

"Sounds... Sweet." Blaine winked as the toe of his boot moved up Kurt's ankle.

This was confusing. He had just gotten rid of Karofsky, he didn't need another tormenter.

"You know what, I think it's time for me to leave" Kurt said as he gathered his things for a second time. He really wasn't sure what to make of this. Was Blaine just another asshole who liked to make others feel inferior, was he just being smarmy, or was this real an attempt at flirting? Kurt figured his best move was to be a coward and sprint from the table, just so he didn't have to deal with this.

"Why, babe? We're just getting started," Blaine drawled as he set his hand on Kurt's knee, "You should at least wait until my coffee's ready, then you can give me a tour of the back seat of your car."

This set Kurt off. He left in a rush, not even looking back to see Blaine getting up out of his chair, as if to follow him.

Kurt sped off and parked in front of his house. He sat in the car for a while, just thinking as quiet and soft tears fell down his cheeks. His brain was hurting and needed to just take a deep breath and relax. Blaine wasn't into him, he was just another moronic jerk who wanted Kurt to feel as unhappy as possible. Obviously, he felt like he could use Kurt's sexuality to his advantage. Well, Kurt wasn't going to take it anymore. He was a strong person, goddamn it.

Kurt plucked himself from the car and walked back into the house. Rachel and Finn were still on the couch, but Finn was snoring on Rachel's lap while the My Fair Lady menu screen blared in the background.

"Hey, did you finish your french homework? Do you want to watch another movie with me and Finn? Well, I guess, just me, since he's asleep," said Rachel.

Kurt sighed and flopped in a chair. "No, not really. I think I'm just going to go upstairs and take a nap."

Rachel pursed her lips. "Is something wrong? Normally, you'd sit here and chastise me for trying to culture Finn with whatever I picked to watch. Not that I mind if you don't, you are just so blatantly honest sometimes that it..."

"Rachel, what do you know about Blaine Anderson?" Kurt interrupted.

Rachel furrowed her brow. "Well, he's a bad boy," Rachel said simply.

"So?"

"SO, nothing good can come from even thinking about him!" squealed Rachel, "You know what our plan is! Graduate and leave to NYADA and never look back! We don't need men, we don't need anybody! Just each other as we take over Broadway!" Rachel stood up and Finn's head fell off her lap with a THUNK and landed on the couch. She pumped her tiny fist in the air.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Rachel, you're dating my step-brother. And you spend every waking moment with him."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rachel asked loudly, as she put her hands on her hips.

"Nothing. All I'm saying is that you're really happy. I know we don't need to rely men, but it's nice to have them. Even you can't deny that!"

"I guess your right." Rachel sighed and sat back down dangerously close to Finn's head. Kurt snorted and watched Finn twist and wrap his arms around his body. He wondered how Finn hadn't woken up yet.

Kurt crossed his arms and turned his attention back to Rachel. "I'm not looking for some 'romance of the ages' boyfriend. I just want someone to... Like me."

Rachel bounded up and over to Kurt's side. "Oh, Kurt! You'll find someone! Even if it's not tomorrow, you will! Look, when we move to New York, things will be better! I promise!" Rachel squeezed his hand and gave him a sincere smile.

Kurt smiled back. "You're right. I'm being silly."

"No, you're being human. Being loved is a human need. And remember, I will always love you."

"Thanks Rach. That's what I needed to hear."

"No problem! It's what I'm here for!" Rachel flounced back onto the couch and accidentally landed on Finn's forehead.

This finally woke Finn up. "Whaa- What I miss? Is the movie over?" He nestled he head back onto Rachel's lap.

"Oh nothing. Your step-brother and I were just having a talk. You can go back to sleep, I need to leave anyway. I have to get my 8 hours." Rachel patted Finn's head and shimmied her way off the couch for the last time.

Rachel out on her coat and picked up her purse. As she opened the door, she stopped and turned around. "Wait, why did you want to talk about Blaine Anderson? I just realized..."

"It's not important. See you tomorrow, Rach."

The next day at school, Kurt was putting his books in his locker and thinking about his conversation with Rachel when he heard footsteps heading toward him.

"Hey gorgeous, why did you run out on me yesterday?"

As Kurt closed his locker door, Blaine leaned on the neighboring locker and crossed his arms.

"Remember, you aren't going to let him bully you. You've had enough."

"Well, frankly, your inconsiderate comments aren't something I want to sit and listen to." Kurt snapped.

"Oh, you thought I was being inconsiderate? Well, I could be more, well, affectionate, if you'd like," Blaine whispered as he pressed his body into Kurt's. Kurt could smell Blaine's intoxicating mix of stale cigarettes and vanilla as his hot breath tickled the inside of Kurt's ear. Kurt shivered. He had to get away from him, this was becoming too much to handle. He wasn't sure how to feel. On one hand, he was aroused and intrigued by Blaine's forward advances, but he knew that falling for this trap was only going to hurt him more. He didn't need this, not after all he'd gone through with Karofsky.

Kurt gathered up courage and laid it on the line. "Look, I don't know what you're trying to do here, but I don't need to deal with your pathetic attempts at humor right now," he spat.

Blaine's hazel eyes sparkled. "Oh damn. Why does he have to be so attractive?"

"Look, all I'd like to do is just... Spend a little time with you," Blaine said. He fingered the seaming on Kurt's jacket and looked up into Kurt's eyes.

Although Kurt was still not sure of Blaine's intentions, he was certain that this wasn't some attempt to humiliate him in front of school. It's not like he was proposing they hook up in the back of Kurt's car again.

"Wouldn't you rather spend time with someone else? I hear Santana is available," Kurt said snidely. He still wasn't buying this charade.

"No, I think I'd rather spend it with you." Blaine licked his lips.

Kurt's lips turned into a small smile. "Well, I guess that's ok. We could go to The Lima Bean or uh, something."

The bell rang, signaling the beginning of homeroom.

"Or something. Tell you what, how about you meet me after school by your car?" Blaine turned around and started down that hall as Kurt was about to open his mouth and protest.

Kurt bit his bottom lip. He sucked in a breath and called down the hall, "Ok. After school. But, no funny business, ok?"

Blaine stopped in his tracks and slowly walked back to Kurt."Well," Blaine said in a seductive tone, "I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make that promise."

And that's when Blaine placed his hand on Kurt's ass and squeezed.

"Goddamn, Kurt," Blaine growled, "When are you going to realize that I'm flirting with you?"