{What the hell is he doing here?}

[What the hell is he doing here? What bet?]

"Blaine what is he talking about?" Kurt said with a glint of hurt in his voice.

"Oh Kurt, me and Blaine had a bet. You see I told him that he couldn't get a kiss from you by next Thursday and that if he did I would give him three bottles of Italian scotch."

"That's a lie Sebastian and you know it! Don't listen to him Kurt!" Blaine was furious.

"Oh but you should listen to me Kurt, I know from experience that Blaine is a good actor. He even almost made me love him and he bet on me for two bottles of champagne. Even look at these texts" Sebastian pulled his phone from his blazer pocket and quickly scrolled down the screen. He then held it in front of Kurt's face, before Kurt could read the screen Blaine slapped the phone out of Sebastian's hand.

"You son of a bitch! You're lying! Kurt you have to believe me?"

Kurt just started at him Blaine could see tears welling in his eyes and pain flickering in his pupils.

"Face it Kurt, your just another piece of ass." Sebastian said with a disgusted tone.

"Kurt, Kurt no it's not true! Kurt I lo-" Before Blaine could finish a cold wet hand swept across his cheek with force, pain slowly growing on his cheek. His looked up to find Kurt running out of the room sobbing and Sebastian chuckling at him. Blaine jumped out of the pull and pushed Sebastian in as he walked ran after Kurt.

"Kurt wait! Please , Kurt just stop!"

"No! NO! You stop, you stop right there!" Kurt's voice was heavy with anger and as loud as it could possibly go.

"You actually made me think you fucking cared! You selfish son of a bitch! I'm just some cheap bet to you! You went through so much god damn trouble for fucking alcohol! I can't even fucking look at you, you bastard!" Kurt stormed out into the parking lot trying to get as far away from Blaine as possible.

"Kurt he's lying!" Blaine yelled as he chased him.

"Tell me why I should believe you? God, I'm so stupid! I knew about your reputation! Everyone warned me about you and I still gave you a chance and you do this to me! You know what, don't talk to me, don't look at me, and just don't ever get near me!" Kurt turned on his heel and ran into the Dalton entrance disappearing around the corner. Blaine wanted to run after him and tell him that he loved him but he was frozen by Kurt's words.

{No, Kurt I love you so much. Please…I lost him just like I lost everyone else.}

Blaine stood in the parking lot alone for an hour just staring at the doors of Dalton, his sobs echoed and mocked him. He finally decided to go back to his dorm when he got back there was a box in front of his door. He picked it up "To Blaine" was written on the side in slanted sharpie handwriting, he started to pull the flaps open. In the box were the bottles of scotch with golden labels.

{This son of a bitch.}

Blaine closed the box and brought it into the room with him; he threw it on his bed as he walked into the bathroom. He started to run the water in the tub and walked back into the room to grab one of the bottles of scotch. He dragged himself back into the bathroom to find the bathtub full of freezing water, he took off his shoes and plopped himself in the tub.

"Cheers." He whispered to himself as he opened the bottle of scotch and swallowed some down. As he felt water flow through his clothes again he began to remember how Kurt's lips felt, how he tasted like coffee, and the warmth of his skin against his own. Blaine took one more big swish of whiskey and began to sing quietly to himself.

These arms of mine
They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue
These arms of mine
They are yearning, yearning from wanting you

Hot tears started to fall down Blaine's cheeks

And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be

He let out a loud sob.

These arms of mine
They are burning, burning from wanting you
These arms of mine
They are wanting, wanting to hold you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be
Come on, come on baby
Just be my own man, just be my lover, oh
I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh
I need your loving arms to hold me tight
And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips

Blaine turned and spun the bottle between his palms and then putting his mouth to it and sucking down as much as he could handle.

{Kurt I need you. I need you so bad Kurt.}

Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Hello?"

"Cedes?" Kurt tried to hide his sobs as he spoke.

"Kurt? Boo what's wrong?" His friend said with concern

"Mercedes I need you."

"Okay slow down Boo Santana is here with me so just tell us what happened."

"Okay….There's this guy and I thought he really liked me but he was just pretending to win a bet."

"Oh hell to the no!" He heard two voices say in unison.

"Let me talk to him….Lady Lips we'll be there in an hour hold on okay….son of a bitch." Santana hissed through the phone and hung up.

It was only six o'clock and Kurt didn't know what to do to pass the time. He decided he needed to take a shower before the chlorine ruins his hair and skin. As he stepped under the warm water he felt as if all of the joy he felt with Blaine was washing away.

[How could someone be so…vile? I can't believe I fell for it. I'm so stupid.]

Kurt stepped out of the shower and began his moisturizing routine, brushed his teeth, and got into pajamas. He walked back into the bathroom and examined his features, his eyes were bloodshot, his nose was red, and his lips were swollen from biting them.

[Look at what he's doing to you.]

He went to lie on his bed; it was going on six forty five he decided he would sleep until the girls got there.

There was only one bottle of scotch left in the box and a pile of broken glass in the bathtub. Blaine vision kept blurring and then focusing, two entire bottles of scotch and he was still standing. He picked up his guitar and started strumming random notes; he looked around his room slowly.

"Where did everyone go?" he whispered to himself.

He stood up from his bed with the guitar in one hand, with a small grunt he lifted the guitar over his head and smashed it on the floor.

Kurt jolted from his sleep when he heard his cell phone ring, he ran to pick it up.

"Hello?"

"Kurt we're in the at the doors."

"I'll be there in a minute." He hung up the phone and was out the door.

He rushed down the hallways and up to the doors, opening and letting the girls inside. They immediately pulled him into a big warm hug, "C'mon I'll explain everything in my dorm." Kurt grabbed the girls hands and dragged them behind him. Once they were in his room both of the girls sat on his bed, "Alright spill." Mercedes said a little more aggressive than she meant to say it.

Kurt told them everything like how at first Blaine was a total pervert, how they were going to start being friends, Blaine told him all of his deep problems and comforted him, that they kissed, and last but not least how he figured out it was all a lie.

"Okay I am so confused, the boy comforts you and tells you he's gonna protect you and then he shits all over you?" Santana asked with a angry tone.

"That pretty much sums it up Tana." Kurt quipped

Mercedes was about to speak until the door opened "Hey Kur-, Oh I'm sorry I didn't know you were having visitors? Hi I'm nick Kurt's rooma-, Kurt have you been crying? What happened?" Nick said all at one time.

"Nick I'm so sorry you were right I should have listened to you." Kurt sat up with tears in his eyes and embraced Nick in a hug.

"It's alright Kurt just tell me what happened." Nick said as he rubbed circles on Kurt's back.

"Blaine…Blaine, he….he made a bet with some Sebastian guy about me, for bottles of scotch. I kissed him and Sebastian came in and told me, it was all a lie Nick, it was a lie. I've never felt so cheap in my entire life. Blaine even tried to deny it he said that Sebastian was lying but then I remembered what you said and I…" Kurt could go on.

"It's alright Kurt everything is going to be alright." Nick cooed in Kurt's ear. "Do you know where Blaine might be?" Nick tried to say calmly, but deep down inside he was raging.

"I don't know his dorm…or he might have left I don't know." Kurt sobbed into Nick's shoulder.

"Listen Cutie if you're thinking what I'm thinking we better get moving." Santana stood from the bed, suddenly she undid her ponytail and shook her hair out, multiple razors fell onto the mattress.

Kurt's eyes widened, "Santana you can't cut anyone here okay? Look if you guys are going to confront him I want to talk to him first sees what he has to say to himself." Kurt stated.

"Alright but lets get Jeff and then we'll go okay?"

"Let's gets a move on dis!" Santana screeched as if she was a banshee prepping for war.

One by one they all left Kurt's dorm with Nick leading the way. They got to Jeff's door and Nick gave him one look and he knew what was up, no questions asked. Kurt took lead of the pack and quickened his pace. Once they got to the hall where Blaine's room was located, Kurt was just about to knock on the door but then he stepped in something. It was a small puddle of water in the shape of a foot; he looked up and saw even more little prints tracking down the halls.

"Guys I don't think he's here, there's foot prints leading out of his room." Kurt said quietly to his friends. But then Kurt noticed that Blaine's door was cracked also, Jeff was the first to step into the room. Kurt saw Blaine's guitar in pieces all around the room, "Guys theirs broken glass in here." Jeff called out from the bathroom.

[Oh god what happened to Blaine?]

Kurt ran out the room and followed the foot prints that led him to the emergency exit by the main office. He pushed the door open and scanned the parking lot slowly, he spotted Blaine's car. He heard his friend's footsteps behind him as he walked over to the car. He could believe what he saw; Blaine and Sebastian were connected by the lips. Tears started to swell in his eyes and Sebastian started to suck on Blaine's neck, he was about to yell and storm off until,

"Sebastian….no stop…Sebastian you made him hate me…he hates me now. Sebastian…just stop..please..stop." Blaine was whimpering but Sebastian didn't stop. A Rage suddenly shot through Kurt a strength he had never felt before.

"Get off of him you pig!" Kurt pulled Sebastian out of the car by his blazer collar and slammed him to the ground.

"What the hell is your problem?" Sebastian yelled from the pavement.

"My problem? You're the one with a fucking problem! He said to stop touching him and yet you kept going! What the hell is the matter with you?"

"Why do you even care he obviously doesn't care about you?"

"Are your fucking deaf? I heard what he just said, you lied! There was never a bet was there? You just wanted Blaine for yourself and he took interest in me instead!"

All of a sudden Sebastian lifted from the pavement and hurled himself on Kurt; they both fell to the ground. Kurt fisted his hand onto Sebastian's blazer and held him on the ground, Sebastian immediately started to tug roughly on Kurt's hair.

"Really? Hair pulling what are we kindergarteners?"Kurt slammed Sebastian's hand back down.

"This is for lying to me, taking advantage of Blaine, and because I just fucking feel like it." Kurt growled in Sebastian's face and proceeded to punch him under his eye with all of his strength. He heard an orchestra of gasps and a single "woohoo" which was most likely Santana.

"Wow Kurt I didn't know you had it in you." Jeff gasped out.

Kurt simply shrugged it off before he heard a large smash; he whipped around only to find broken glass all over the hood of Blaine's car. Blaine was sitting on the on the wet pavement with his head in his hands, sobbing quietly. Kurt rushed over to him and slowly wrapping his arms around the drenched boy.

"Blaine it's me, it's Kurt." Kurt cooed at Blaine.

Blaine slowly looked up at Kurt with flushed cheeks and teary eyes.

"Kurt?...Kurt…Kurt I'm so..so sorry. I swear it's not true…I…I do care about you. A lot." Blaine fought to speak between words. Kurt noticed that Blaine's breath reeked of scotch, softly petted back Blaine's curls.

"Its alright Blaine, we'll talk about this tomorrow, you need to sleep." Kurt attempted to pull Blaine to his feet but Blaine stumbled back.

"Nick, Jeff you think you can give me a hand?" His two friends rushed over and picked him back up, Nick hoisted one of his arms over his shoulder and Jeff helped get the other arm anchored on Kurt's shoulder.

Mercedes opened the door for them and Santana followed behind. Once they were at the dorm Kurt sat Blaine down and stripped him of his wet clothes, leaving on his boxers of course. He grabbed some clean pajamas and dressed him, drunk Blaine was kind of like a toddler so it was a struggle to dress him.

He turned his attention to his dear friends, "Thank you guys so much, im sorry if I wasted your time."

"Don't apologize boo, you will need to explain a bit more details tomorrow but you know I'll always have your back." Mercedes said coolly

"I second that Porcelain you know I would cut anyone for you if you need me to." Santana chuckled.

"We going to head out alright? But call me tomorrow and tell me what's going on okay?" Mercedes said to Kurt sweetly.

"Okay." He whispered, he hugged both of the girls and led them out the door.

"Kurt I think you need to be alone with Blaine until things smooth over so I'm going to stay over in Jeff and Wes's dorm, don't be afraid to come get me if you need anything." Nick stated with a smile.

"Thank you Nick, you're a really good friend, as are you Jeff."

"Anything for you Kurtie." Jeff giggled. Then the two boys said goodbye and shuffled out of the room.

Kurt turned to Blaine who was whimpering his name, he grabbed a towel as sat down next to him on the bed. He slowly started to dry off his dripping curls, "Don't worry Blaine I'm right here." Once he was done he threw the towel to the side.

"Blaine you have to go to sleep now alright we both have had a rough day." Kurt said warmly.

"But Kurt I need to tell you something…"

"You can tell me tomorrow I promise, now lay down."

"Will you sing to me?"

"Okay but only if you lay down alright?" as soon as Kurt said it Blaine wiggled himself under the covers and rested his head on the pillow. Blaine blinked slowly at the gorgeous boy hovering over him.

{It smells like Kurt in here, I like it.}

Soon Kurt began to sing,

There's times where I want something more
Someone more like me
There's times when this dress rehearsal
Seems incomplete
But, you see the colors in me like no one else
And behind your dark glasses you're
You're something else

You're really lovely
Underneath it all
You want to love me
Underneath it all
I'm really lucky
Underneath it all
You're really lovely

You know some real bad tricks
And you need some discipline
But, lately you've been trying real hard
And giving me your best
And, you give me the most gorgeous sleep
That I've ever had
And when it's really bad
I guess it's not that bad

I just want to keep your voice in a bottle so whenever I open it I hear it.

You've used up all your coupons
And all you've got left is me
And somehow I'm full of forgiveness
I guess it's meant to be

You're really lovely
Underneath it all
You want to love me
Underneath it all
I'm really lovely
Underneath it all
And you're really lovely

Underneath it all….

Blaine looked so peaceful ask he slept, Kurt watched his chest rise and fall as he breathed.

Kurt kissed his forehead before he went over to Nicks bed and laid himself down. He looked at Blaine one long last time, "Goodnight Blaine." He whispered before his eyes fell shut.