The rest of Blaine's mother's stay flew by. They made sure to stock Blaine's apartment for anything he may need to take care of Ali, and Blaine couldn't help but buy lots of new toys too.

His mind seemed to always wander back to Kurt, and he wished he had a reason to call or text him. He was objective though, and interviewed a few other people for the job too. There was a woman in her early 40's that probably would have been absolutely perfect, having worked in a daycare most her life. As much as he liked Kurt, her qualifications were much better.

Until Blaine told her he was gay.

Then all hell broke lose. The woman started shouting in some language that Blaine didn't understand, but he was sure he knew what she was shouting about. He hated that they still lived in a world where he couldn't be accepted. If the lady hadn't stormed out so fast, he probably would have given her a few choice words of his own. Her crazy antics made Blaine positive of one thing though.

He would be hiring Kurt.

He would still wait and make sure Kurt was good with Ali, but Blaine had a feeling he would be. He removed his online ad and took down his flyers. To be fair, he was giving another person a test run as well. She was a very enthusiastic girl in her late twenties who has been living off her parents money her whole life, but was being forced to find a job. She had actually gone to school for childcare, but never got a job after graduating.

Before he knew it, it was Friday and the day his mother would be leaving. He was both excited and nervous. He never realized just how uncomfortable his pullout couch was until he had to sleep on it for a week. Now it was just a matter of if he would even get to enjoy having his bed back.

He felt like he had learned a lot the past few weeks with Ali and his mother, but he was still nervous being on his own. He knew he could call anytime, but she would be in Ohio. Blaine sighed as he brought Tiffany's suitcase out of his room and set it by the door.

"I still think I should go with you to the airport, mom."

"And I told you already. It would be a hassle trying to take Ali. Besides, she's getting tired and will probably nap soon. I'll be fine, I have been in many airports in my life. Don't worry Darling."

Blaine would have protested more, but Ali started whinning and clawing at his leg. Damn his mother for being right. He picked Ali up and took her to the kitchen with him, ignoring his mothers 'I told you so' face. Once her bottle was made, he set her in her crib to let her feed herself. He shut her door quietly and faced his mother.

"I was gonna get a cab for you."

"Blaine. Stop worrying about me. I'm a grown woman, I can take care of myself."

There was a sudden silence between them, then Blaine rushed forward and grabbed his mother into a tight hug. They had grown a lot closer the past few weeks. She was the parent that had always been accepting of his sexuality, but they never seemed to have anything to really bond over.

He felt his eyes start to water as they hugged, not knowing when he'd see her again, but also in fear that he couldn't do this without her. He managed to choke back the tears and mumbled into her shoulder, "thank you so much mom. For everything. I couldn't have done any of this without your help."

Tiffany pulled back and Blaine saw she wasn't trying to hold back her tears. She patted his face and gave him a small smile. "Oh darling, you'll be good for her. It will be rough at first, but you're strong. You will be able to be strong for her too. Oh my sweet little boy." She pulled him back in for a hug and cried on his shoulder while Blaine rubbed her back consolingly.

He was still trying not to cry. He wanted to be strong, just like she said. But then she whispered, "you two take care of each other" and Blaine couldn't hold back the tears. He gripped his mother tighter, wishing he didn't have to say goodbye, but knowing she had to leave. He pulled out of the hug and brushed some of his mothers tears away.

"We will mom. I promise. We will."

She nodded and took a few breaths to calm herself. Blaine walked to the door, and after another quick hug, Tiffany was stepping out into the hall. "Bye mom. Thank you again, for everything. C-call me when you get home and, uh, tell father hello."

She nodded and patted his cheek once more before whispering goodbye, then turning and walking away. Blaine couldn't stand the sight, so he closed the door. He went back to Ali's room and saw she wasn't quite asleep yet. He picked her up and held her close, letting the tears fall again. "It's just you and me now baby girl."

By Sunday, Blaine felt as if he hadn't slept in years. He had been so excited to sleep in his bed again, but once he was laying down at night, he couldn't sleep. On the couch, he was much closer to Ali's room. Now, they were on opposite sides of the apartment. Plus, Ali seemed to be waking up much more during the night, then would wake up far too early in the morning.

He was starting to realize how much harder it was doing things on his own. With his mother here, it was easier to get things done. Now though, he felt like he was being stretched thin. He couldn't keep up with playing with Ali, feeding her, changing her, making sure she took naps, and keeping his apartment clean. He decided to forgo the last one in favor of napping whenever Ali napped.

Even though he was exhausted, he was unbearbly excited for tomorrow. The day Kurt would be coming over. Blaine would sometimes just burst out into an excited squeal, not even caring that he was being ridiculous. He texted Kurt in the afternoon, to make sure he was still coming, and Kurt replied almost immediately with a: Of course! I'm very excited!

Probably not as excited as Blaine. He just wanted it to be Monday already. Thankfully, the rest of the day passed quickly enough. Blaine went to bed feeling almost giddy and still not caring that he was acting like a thirteen year old girl with her first crush. He also made himself believe he was excited because he just wanted some adult company after spending the entire weekend with just Ali. Yes, that was a good reason to be excited.

The next morning, however, he didn't feel as giddy. Ali woke up at five in the morning again, and Blaine remembers falling asleep around one. He let her cry for a little bit, seeing if she would just fall back asleep, but soon she was screaming so Blaine dragged himself out of bed. Once he was in her room, she stopped crying and gave him an almost stern look, as if she was saying 'what took you so long.'

Blaine laughed and picked her up. "Oh, you are gonna be just like Coop." His brother never liked to be kept waiting either. He went to the kitchen to make a bottle, something he could probably do in his sleep by now, which was pretty accurate this morning since Blaine still only felt half awake. Thankfully, he set up his coffee maker last night, so all he had to do was turn it on. He sat Ali down on some blankets on the floor, propping her head up on some pillows, and let her feed herself while he got his coffee.

About halfway through his first cup of coffee, he remembered it was Monday. He would be seeing Kurt again today. A huge smile spread across his face and he suddenly felt more awake. Ali had finished her bottle and was crawling around, all ready to play. Blaine picked her up and kissed her cheek noisily. "It's a big day today baby girl. Wanna help Uncle Blaine pick out something to wear?" She just slobbered in response and started tugging on his hair.

He carried her into his room and opened up his closet, looking around thoughtfully. "Okay. I don't want it to look like I'm trying too hard, but I need to look better than the baggy jeans and sweatshirt he saw me in last time." He set Ali down and she began to start pulling shoes off the shoe rack.

After debating for a while, he pulled out some dark wash jeans that fit him very snugly, and a black fitted shirt with a collar. He thought he looked good in dark colors, hopefully Kurt agreed. He picked Ali up again, who had gotten bored with the shoes and went to Blaine's nighstand and started pulling things out of the bottom drawer, and led her over to his dresser on the side of the room. On top were four display cases with glass tops, and inside was his bowtie collection. They were immaculately organized, by color then shape. "What do you think Alicat. Would a bowtie be too much?" Ali was trying to wiggle her way out of Blaine's arms, trying to get to the shiny cases.

Blaine sighed and decided to hold off on the tie for now, he may change his mind later. He got made fun of a lot for his love of bowties, but he had a feeling Kurt might appreciate them a little more than all his friends did. He set his clothes on the bed, knowing he would shower once Ali took a nap. "Okay. Your turn. We gotta pick out something fabulous for you to wear too. We have to impress Kurt so he'll stay with us forever. You. I mean. Stay with you forever." He was blushing, even though Ali was the only one to witness his little speech.

He picked out an adorable blue dress for Ali, with matching bow for her hair of course, and set it on the rocking chair. She would not get dressed until the last possible moment. At around 7:30, Ali went down for a nap so Blaine got in the shower. He had taken to carrying the baby monitor with him everywhere when she was asleep, even though he could hear her from every room in the apartment. After his shower he stared at his reflection and sighed. He looked exhausted. There were dark circles under his eyes and his eyes looked a little blood shot. His drying hair was in serious need of a cut, and was already starting to curl in every direction.

He couldn't use the amount of gel he usually liked since Ali seemed to love pulling on his hair, but he could use this stuff Amelia had given him to help tame the curls without making his hair as stiff as a helmet. Once he had every curl into place, he went back to his room and put on some sweats, not wanting to get dressed because there was a high possibility that Ali would spit up on him. He went to a drawer in his dresser and looked through the neatly lined up fake glasses. He picked out a pair of dark, thick rimmed glasses that had an almost purpleish tint, hoping they would help distract from Blaine's tired looking eyes. Plus he liked using glasses as an accesory, even if he didn't need prescription ones just yet. He had reading glasses, but those were for function not style.

About half and hour later, Ali woke up from her nap and Blaine decided to make some real breakfast for her. He made himself some toast, and warmed up some oatmeal for Ali. He kept glancing at the clock, willing the hours to go faster.

After the spectacular fight last week with Lawrence, Kurt had been extra careful not to do anything that would set him off again. The fight when Kurt got home late was probably one of the worst they had, and honestly Kurt was getting a little sick of Lawrence's controlling behavior. There wasn't anything he could do about it though. They lived together and Kurt had nowhere else to go. Plus Lawrence had been paying for the rent since Kurt's student loan money stopped coming in. Besides, Lawrence wasn't all bad. Since the fight, he had been bringing Kurt little presents everyday, and giving him compliments more than usual.

Kurt had taken to getting up early to make Lawrence a big breakfast before he left for work. His boyfriend was going to NYU for architecture, and during the summer had a paid internship at a company in the city. The only reason he was getting paid was because his father was well connected, which was how they managed to make rent every month. But, Lawrence gave Kurt an ultimatum at the beginning of the month. He either started paying half the rent, or Lawrence would kick him out. Which is why Kurt desperately needed this job with Blaine.

Blaine.

Just the thought of him made Kurt blush, which immediately made him feel guilty. He decided to leave the fact that Blaine was gay out of the story he told Lawrence, knowing his boyfriend wouldn't let him take the job if he knew.

Kurt was trying to not let himself get too excited about Monday, afterall it was sort of another interview and Kurt couldn't let his strange attraction to Blaine get in the way of proving he could take care of Ali. But then Kurt would start thinking about how completely nice and selfless Blaine was, which led him to get lost in his own little world where he was with someone nice like Blaine. Seriously, what twenty-something college student living in New York City would take in their niece without any hesitation?

With a sad sigh, Kurt realized Blaine was far too good for him. He returned his attention back to the eggs he was cooking. Lawrence came in from outside, having stepped out to take a phone call. He called across their studio apartment. "Hey. My dad's stopping by later, so I need you to clean up then go somewhere until he leaves."

Kurt spun around, looking devestated. "But it's Sunday. Sunday's are our days. I thought we were going to go see that new show."

"Well, it's my dad, so sorry. I don't work tomorrow, we'll go then."

"But I have that test run for that nanny job."

"So?"

"So, I can't back out of that."

"Kurt. Do we need to have this conversation again. I'm your boyfriend, I come first."

"I know Lawrence, but you told me I need to start paying half the rent, if I back out of this last minute, I probably won't get the job." Plus he really wanted to see Blaine, but he obviously wouldn't tell his boyfriend that.

"Whatever. I see how it is. Get this place clean then get out of here. I'll call when he leaves. I'm taking a shower." With that, he went to their tiny bathroom, leaving Kurt with a messy kitchen, and no time to eat any of the food he cooked. He set a plate out for when Lawrence got out of the shower, then set to work cleaning.

Once everything was cleaned, and Kurt got dressed, he slipped out of the apartment and decided he would just walk around the city until Lawrence called. His father usually only stayed for a couple hours, so Kurt would wander around and look into his favorite shops.

By ten o' clock that night, Kurt was sitting in a coffee shop down the street from their apartment. He hadn't worn a coat earlier, since he didn't expect it to be this long, and it had gotten a bit chilly out. He was drinking hot chocolate now, already having had two cups of coffee, when finally his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey babe, where are you?"

"I'm at the coffee shop down the street, did your dad finally leave?"

"What? Oh. Yeah. He left a while ago."

"He...Lawrence! Why didn't you call earlier? I've been walking around all day waiting for you to call. It's cold outside, I don't have a jacket."

"Look, I'm sorry, I forgot. Just get your butt back here and I'll warm you up."

Kurt wanted to cry. The last thing he wanted right now was to be initmate with Lawrence, but he didn't want there to be another fight. "Fine. Be home in a few." He ended the phone call and moped his way out of the coffee shop.

The next morning, Kurt woke up groggily, having been kept up way later than he would have liked. It was already nine o' clock and Kurt needed to start getting ready to go to Blaine's. He rolled out of bed, wincing a little when he stood then mentally cursing Lawrence for being a little too rough. Lawrence woke when he felt Kurt get up, then smirked at him. "Mmm. Morning sexy. How about some pancakes this morning?"

"I can't. I need to start getting ready. I need to leave in an hour."

"Well, what am I suppose to do for breakfast?"

Kurt shrugged as he went in the bathroom and replied, "figure that out yourself." He quickly shut and locked the door, not wanting to fight after just waking up. He took his time in the shower and when he got out, he saw Lawrence had left, just like Kurt assumed he would.

He got dressed in something slightly more casual, but still looking completely fabulous and decided to leave early and grab some coffee on the way. He was smiling freely now, excited for the day ahead. He decided to text Blaine before he left.

Good morning! I'm getting coffee on my way over, would you like me to get you anything?

The reply was almost instant, making Kurt smile even more. You are a life saver Kurt Hummel. A medium drip? I'll pay you back when you get here.

Don't be ridiculous. It's on me. See you in a little while!

He was about to put his phone in his pocket when Blaine text back with a, Can't wait! :), making Kurt blush and making his heart speed up. He decided to go to the coffee shop by Blaine's apartment, so it would still be hot by the time he got there.

Once he had both their coffees, he made the short walk to Blaine's apartment building. His finger was poised to push Blaine's buzzer when his phone went off. He decided to check it quick, then would shut it off after he replied to whoever it was. It was Blaine.

Hey, Ali just fell asleep. Text me when you're here so the buzzer doesn't wake her.

Well you have good timing Mr. Anderson , I was just about to push your buzzer. I'm here.

Oh! Well good. See you in a few!

The buzzer rang, and Kurt stepped inside, taking a deep breath. He could do this. He would be professional and would not think about how gorgeous Blaine's eyes were. He would focus on Ali and show he could take care of the little girl. Before he knew it, he was in front of Blaine's door. Taking another deep breath, and giving himself another pep talk, he knocked quietly on the door. When Blaine opened the door, Kurt froze and stopped breathing...again.

Well fuck.