Kurt tapped his fingers against his knee as he stared at the phone. It needed to ring soon. Like soon now. “So, Kurt what did you do today?” Burt asked, watching his son a little concerned. He had okayed the sleepover, it had taken a lot of persuasion from Carol, but she had assured him that it would be okay for him. In the end he had been more worried about Finn having Rachel sleepover.

“Painted pictures.” Kurt nodded, putting his hand in a bag of cheese crisps that Finn had left on the sofa. “Oh I did a finger painting of a flower, and it was very pretty.” He nodded and licked his fingers clean and looked at the door before taking another crisp and giggling to himself. Burt rolled his eyes, the sixteen year old Kurt would never even look at a bag of cheese crisps, and scorn anyone who would touch a pack.

“I can't wait to see it.” Burt smiled. “You know a watched phone never rings.” He said softly.

“No he has to call!” Kurt said loudly, making Finn jump as he walked into the room. “Blaine said he'd go home and ask his Mom if he can stay over, and then he said he would phone me straight away.” He nodded and looked over at Finn. “Did you give him the right number?” He asked panicked. “What if you wrote it down wrong?”

“I didn't.” Finn said softly. “He'll ring, it's only been five minutes since we got in.” He chuckled, he sat down and took his bag of crisps, Kurt watched him and giggled. “What?” Finn frowned, confused. Why was Kurt laughing at him?

“Nothing.” Kurt grinned, kicking his legs back and forth. The phone finally rang and Burt grabbed it before Kurt could squeal excitedly down the phone.

“Hello? Yes, this is Burt, Kurt's father.” There was a pause in which Kurt stood up jumping up and down. “I did invite him over yes.” He smiled softly. Finn stood up and pulled Kurt down next to him, hoping this would make him sit still. “I assure you that Blaine will be safe here. My stepson, Finn will be with them at all times, as will myself and my wife.” Kurt looked at Finn and bit his lip. Was this a yes? Or was it no? “Yes, he has spoken to me.” Burt said, his voice soft. There was a longer pause on the phone and Burt looked awkwardly at Finn. Finn frowned wondering what was going on. “I'm sorry to hear that, I understand what you're going through. Believe me, I really do.” He whispered and Finn realised what was said. “If there's any problem I will call you straight away, or drive him straight home. But I promise there won't be.” There was another pause and Kurt hit his legs frustrated and then rubbed them because hitting his legs hurt. “Okay, I'll see you both soon.” He smiled and hung up.

“Well?” Kurt asked jumping up. “Is he staying? Please!”

“He's staying.” Burt said softly. Kurt clapped his hands and jumped over to his dad, wrapping his arms around him and holding him tight. Chuckling, Burt picked him up and Kurt wrapped his legs around him tightly, kissing his cheek sloppily. “Right you need to get the sleeping bags out. Finn. You'll be sleeping one end. Rachel the other.”

“Got it.” Finn smiled, his cheeks blushing slightly.

“Why?” Kurt asked playing with Burt's baseball cap. Taking it off and putting it on backwards and then sideways before putting it back on normally. Finn wanted to burst out laughing watching the horrified facial expressions of Burt as his son did this.

“Because I don't want those two sleeping together.” He smiled. “Now, lets go and find those sleeping bags. Carol is making your favourite dinner, and we have lots of cakes left over from your tea party.”

“What if Blaine doesn't like my favourite food?” Kurt asked, keeping his legs around his dad, he didn't want to get down, this was nice. Burt smiled and walked him to the cupboard.

“Then we'll make him something too.” His dad smiled. “You're going to have to get down now to get the sleeping bags.” He smiled. Kurt nodded and jumped down, he took off Burt's hat again and put it on his head and grinned.

“I'm you.” He clapped, he opened the door and looked through to the cupboard and grabbed two sleeping bags. “Oh no!” He said loudly.

“What is it?” Burt frowned, rubbing his head.

“There's four of us sleeping. But we only have two sleeping bags!” Kurt said looking up sadly.

“Rachel is bringing her own.” Burt smiled. With a zip that was going all the way up, as was Finns.

“And Blaine can share mine.” Kurt grinned, nodding his head.

“Oh no he wont.” Burt smiled. “He's bringing his own too.”

Kurt nodded, he would have liked to share a sleeping bag with him but they could still snuggle in different sleeping bags.

“The room looks great.” Finn smiled. They had put the two sleeping bags on the floor and had found lots of films for them to watch and some CD's they could listen to. Kurt hadn't known any of the songs Finn played him but he liked them, Finn had assured him Rachel would have more CD's he'd like and Finn just hoped they could keep the musicals to a minimum. Something Burt was hoping for too.

“Now we need a Blaine and a Rachel.” Kurt grinned bouncing from one foot to another. Just as he said this the doorbell rang and he rushed straight over to it. Finn rolled his eyes, opening it. Standing in the doorway was Blaine, he had a sleeping bag, a bag of clothes and a guitar case in his hand. Next to him was a tall woman, with black hair and a smile on her face. Kurt thought that she was beautiful.

“Blaine!” Kurt jumped out and wrapped his arms around him, pouting when all the things got in his way. He took the sleeping bag from him and grinned. “It's blue. Mine's purple and Finn's is an army one and I bet Rachel's is pink.” Blaine nodded smiling softly. Kurt smiled and put the sleeping bag beside his; closer than Burt would have liked.

“Kurt.” Blaine said softly, quietly. “This is my Mom.”

Kurt looked up and waved. “Hello, Mrs. Blaine.” He grinned and then jumped again. “Thank you for letting Blaine stay over tonight for our sleepover.”

“It's lovely to meet you. Blaine has told me all about you.” At this both boys blushed.

“I've heard all about Blaine too.” Burt smiled walking out and offering his hand to the lady in front of him. “Burt Hummel.”

“Jane Andersen.” She smiled. “Well, you have my number. Blaine, dear, have fun.” She whispered. Blaine nodded and rushed over wrapping his arms around her. He hadn't been away from her since he was in the hospital.

“Love you.” He whispered in her ear.
“Love you.” She breathed rubbing his back softly. “Kurt, it was lovely to meet you.” She smiled nodding at him.

“And you Mrs Andersen.” Kurt replied politely, leaning against his dad waiting to hug Blaine again. Mrs. Andersen waved goodbye and left knowing if she was to stay she would change her mind about Blaine staying there.

Once she was gone Kurt rushed over and wrapped his arms around him. “What's in the box?” He whispered pointing to the guitar case.

“My guitar.” Blaine said softly.

“You play?” Finn smiled walking in. Blaine nodded his head watching him. “Awesome. I play the drums. And Kurt and Rachel are incredible singers.”

“We can have a band.” Kurt giggled and sat Blaine down. “Want some juice? Or some pop? Dinner will be ready soon.” Kurt listed and watched him.

“I'm okay.” Blaine smiled, keeping Kurt down next to him and wrapping his arms around him. Kurt smiled, resting against him completely.

The three boys stayed in the living room for a few minutes before the doorbell rang and Finn jumped up quickly. “That's Rachel.” Kurt whispered dramatically in Blaine's ear. “She's his girlfriend.” He pulled a face. “Girlfriends are icky.”

“They are.” Blaine smiled and rubbed Kurt's back. “Do you remember Rachel?”

“No.” Kurt whispered. “I met her when I went back to the school but I just stayed with daddy and Cedes. I wish Mercedes could sleep over instead of Rachel.” He whispered. “But Finn wanted his girlfriend.”

“It'll be nice.” Blaine said softly.

Kurt nodded, kneeling on the sofa, looking up as Rachel wrapped her arms around Finn and kissed his cheek. “Is Kurt looking forward to it?” She asked.

“He is. He's a bit nervous about seeing you Rach.”

“I'll be...Less me.” She smiles, turning her head and seeing him peaking up over the sofa and smiled. “Hey Kurt.”

“Hi Rachel.” Kurt whispered, still hiding behind the sofa.

“I brought some of your favourite CD's.”

Kurt nodded softly, he didn't remember his favourite CD's but he knew that Rachel was just trying. “This is my Blaine.” Kurt whispered and getting up and tugging at Blaine's hand.

“Hi, It's nice to meet you.” Rachel smiled. Blaine nodded, his mouth going dry.

“It's okay.” Kurt whispered, rubbing his back softly. Blaine nodded, leaning against his hand smiling.

“Hey, Rachel just in time.” Carol smiled watching them. “Dinner's ready. Come on.” Finn took Rachel's stuff and set it down. Kurt giggled, Finn was being a gentleman. The two teens walked into the kitchen and Kurt grinned up at Blaine.

“Sleepovers officially started.” He grinned clapping his hands and kissed Blaine's cheek before pulling him excitedly into the kitchen, ready to officially begin their sleepover.