I can’t believe I found my dorm again. Blaine is a really good tour guide. I mean sure his voice was so sultry and I repeated everything he said in my head but still. He probably doesn’t even think of me in that way, or any way for that matter. We just met today, but I get the feeling that he was staring at me too when he was coming down that staircase to start the tour. But maybe I was just doing that slow motion thing like in movies where the beautiful girl comes down the stairs in her dress before prom and some sappy 90s love song plays. Either way those golden brown eyes were to die for.

I know I brought my phone with me. I just can’t remember where I put it. If I had friends, then, I could just wait for one of them to call me and hope I hear it ring. But I don’t have any friends that would call and ask me how the move in went and everything. I sighed and went into the bathroom.

I unbuttoned my shirt and took my right arm out exposing the grotesque bite marks and bruise Karofsky had given me. I re-bandaged it and cleaned it up a little bit. I got the bruise Monday and now it’s Friday and it still hurts and still bleeds a bit. It’s disgusting; it’s like he marked me. Everything happened so fast. It’s best I just don’t think about it. I still haven’t told anyone what happened. They just think he beat me up or something like that. I just can’t tell anyone. I’m sure Blaine wouldn’t wanna date me if he found out about it either. He deserves better than me.

I heard a commotion down the hallway. I go see that it’s Wes in a white apron with pink flowers on it and David and Blaine sitting at a table next to a boy with a strong chin and dark brown hair like Nick’s.

“I’m just saying,” Blaine said, “if Harry got into a fight with superman, then, Harry would be the victor.”

“Hey, Kurt,” Wes said. Then everyone turned around and stared at me.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt! I just heard the noise and wondered what it was,” I said.

“I’m baking a cake!” Wes shouted proudly showing me the bowl and spoon.

“And it’s just us being, well, us,” the dark haired boy said with a smile. “I’m Thad by the way. I room with Blaine just down the hall from you, looks like.”

I smiled at this. He lived so close by. “Nice to meet you Thad,” I managed to say and took a seat at the table in between David and Blaine.

We ended up continuing their discussion about Harry Potter versus Superman, then Harry Potter versus Batman, then Harry Potter versus Spiderman while Wes finished mixing the cake batter. I was beginning to think Blaine had some sort of obsession, but I didn’t question it. The discussion quickly changed back to school and such, which I dreaded.

“Kurt, if you don’t mind me asking, it’s the middle of the first semester,” Thad said. “what made you decide to transfer?”

My smile disappeared and I wiggled my hands in my lap looking down at them. “I, um, got bullied a lot at my old school for being gay, so my parents thought it would be safer here because of the no tolerance bullying policy,” I explained looking at my hands.

I felt a hand on top of mine and looked up straight into a pair of sympathetic, honey-colored eyes. “Me too,” he said understandingly. It made me feel like I wasn’t alone for the first time ever. I finally had someone I could talk to.

“Nobody will ever hurt you here Kurt,” David said. “If they do, we’re here for you.”

“Yeah!” Wes shouted as he threw his arm up that had the cake batter spoon in it, so of course he got chocolate on his face.

I laughed at him and thanked them.

Wes reaches his tongue out as far as he can in hopes to get the chocolate off of his cheek. “Am I close? Am I getting it?” he asked, positive that he was close. We all laugh. David stands up leans over, grabs Wes’s chin pulling it up, and licks the chocolate cake batter off of his cheek. A large smiled stretched across Wes’s face. “There,” said David, “All clean.”

Were these boys really straight? I highly doubt it, but they say they have girlfriends. Thad laughed again and said, “Yeah, if I didn’t know any better I would think you two were in love with each other.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have to agree with Thad on that one,” I said.

David laughed, “Sorry to disappoint you guys, but as hot as we are, we are definitely straight.”

“Darn,” Thad and I said simultaneously and laughed.

A security guard came in asking for a Kurt Hummel. Crap that’s me.

“I’m Kurt Hummel….what can I do for you?” I asked hesitantly.

“There’s a young man, or at least I think he’s young. He’s rather tall. Anyway, he is downstairs for you and He says his name’s Finn and he needs to see ya,” explained the security guard.

I sighed and stood up telling the boys that I would see them tomorrow and followed the security guard to the front desk. I signed Finn in and gave him a visitor’s pass while completely ignoring his protests of “Kurt, why aren’t you answering me?” Blah. Blah. Blah.

I unlock my door and close it and say, “What do you want Finn?”

“Dude, don’t look at me like that I was worried,” he said looking away.

“Why?” I asked confused.

“Cus you haven’t been answering my phone calls and I thought that maybe something happened or something…” he trailed off.

“Oh,” I said smiling, “thanks for worrying about me Finn, but I actually just lost my phone somewhere in my room.”

“Oh,” he said embarrassed. “So how is everything here?”

I sighed and sat on the bed and he sat at the desk looking at me intently. I told him about the tour and how much I loved that I didn’t have a roommate. He stood up quickly and so did I giving him a questioning look. He hugged me tightly too tightly. I groaned in pain. He let go shocked.

“Kurt, are you okay?” he asked worried.

“Yeah, of course,” I lied. The bruises on my back stung from the locker shoves and my shoulder was killing me, but Finn didn’t need to know that.

“Kurt, I know you’re lying to me,” Finn said looking at the floor. “Please talk to me Kurt. I mean you haven’t really said a word to me since that day in the locker room. You haven’t been you, Kurt. When I walked in it looked like his was …I don’t know…. It just didn’t look like him beating you up.”

I started tearing up. “What did he do to you, Kurt?” he asked me. I looked away.

“He kissed me and stuff,” I answered.

“What do you mean and stuff?” Finn pushed.

I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing was coming out. Finn looked so angry. I guess I had to show him. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt showing Finn the bite marks on my shoulder. Finn gasped a bit as I sat back down on the bed and he returned to his chair with his head in his hands. We sat silently for a while.

“Kurt,” said Finn suddenly, “so that’s what the nightmares have been about? That bastard! ….what are you gonna do about them here? You know you can call me and we can talk until you fall asleep and I—”

“Thanks, Finn,” I smiled cutting him off. That’s right Finn had been waking me up at night when I had them and helping me fall back to sleep. What was I going to do here without him? Then I realized that I’m safe here. “I don’t think I’ll have them anymore here. I feel safer here than I’ve ever felt at home.”

Finn rolled in my desk chair toward the bed until he was right in front of me. “That’s my fault that you never felt safe. Kurt, I know I may not have been the best brother while we were at McKinley, but I want to make up for it. I mean I can’t do much while you are so far away, but I’ll always be here for you. I’ll be here in a heartbeat if you need me okay?”

I don’t know when I started crying again, but I was and all I could do was nod. I leaned foward and hugged him and he hugged me back more gently than the first time. Then, there was a knock on the door. I quickly withdrew from Finn’s embrace and held my shirt closed at the collar with both hands careful to hide my bruises. Finn looked at me and yelled, “Come in!” for me.

“Hey, I’m David, Kurt’s student RA. I’m sorry but visitation hours are up so I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” said David.

“Okay, thanks,” Finn replied reluctantly as he started to get up from the chair.

I guess I panicked because I let go of my shirt with one hand and I clutched onto the back of Finn’s shirt as he turned away from me, still holding the collar of my shirt closed with the other hand. I looked down at the floor and asked, “Can he stay…please? Can he…stay with me?” I bet I sounded pathetic and of course David would say no.

“Sure, Kurt, sure,” I heard David say and then I heard the door close.

“I’m sorry I just I don’t know,” I trailed off.

I felt Finn move so I let go of him and he sat on the bed next to me. “Kurt, it’s fine. I’ll call Burt and tell him I’m staying with you.” I watched him smile. “Plus, I’m your big brother, Kurt, it’s what I’m supposed to do.”

“Thank, Finn,” I said wiping away my tears. “but Finn I get that you wanna be my protector and such but I’m older than you so technically I’m the big brother.”

Finn laughed. “No, Kurt, I didn’t mean in age. I mean you’re so small and fragile and I’m so much taller and bigger than you so I’m the big brother.”

We laughed together. He called Burt and afterwards we just talked. We talked about everything really until we fell asleep. I even told him about Blaine. It was nice. I had a big brother, a protector, and a friend all in one. Finally.

Blaine POV

Well, it’s 10:30pm. Room check is fun and awful at the same time. I mean was it necessary for them to make sure we hadn’t escaped the building every night? It’s kind of annoying that we all have to stand outside of our doors at 10:30p.m., but the adult RA usually doesn’t get here until 11pm. It’s stupid but, room check also means horse races! Thad was the referee, David and Jeff were the horses, and Wes and Nick were their riders. I mean sure it’s the same thing as piggy back riding, but we call it horse racing because we’re not five. I normally bet on Jeff and Nick, but I knew Jeff’s new hairdo would obstruct his eye sight so he wouldn’t be as fast.

“Riders, you will ride your horse to the end of the hallway and back. Whoever passes Blaine, aka the finish line, first, wins! Do you understand the rules?” Thad asked.

Everyone yelled, “Yeah!” at the same time and Wes explained to David that horses can’t talk. David had a goofy grin on his face. I’m starting to regret betting on them.

“Riders, mount your horses!” yelled Thad.

I looked up from the floor at Thad with a smile. “Really, Thad, of all the words you could have chosen that’s what you chose? You’re ridiculous.”

He just smiled back at me. Jeff bent down and let Nick carefully wrap his arms around his neck and hoisted him onto his back as he stood up. David started to bend down to do the same for Wes, but he looked beside him and noticed Wes wasn’t there. I saw Wes a few doors down and, then, he started to run towards David. Wes jumped and straddled David’s back wrapping his arms so tightly around David’s neck that I don’t think he could breathe. I saw Wes whispered something in David’s ear that made his legs falter a bit.

“Okay, we’re ready now!” said Wes with a smile. David was still looking down. He looked flustered. Shit, they’re gonna lose.

“Ready, Set, Go!” Thad shouted and quickly moved out of the way as Jeff charged forward holding Nick tightly. “David, it’s started. Go!”

“Crap,” David whispered. I sighed as he finally got out of his trans and tried to catch up with Nick and Jeff. Of course, my team lost. I’ll never put my faith in them again. Not only did I lose a bag of chocolate to Thad, but I had to watch Jeff’s victory dance. It looked similar to a twitchy version of The Time Warp with an extra pelvic thrust, of course. It was just so disturbing.

“Sorry, we lost, Blaine,” Wes said patting my shoulder.

“Oh, no, it’s cool,” I said. “But, um, what did you say to David that made him get all weird?”

Wes just smiled and walked away from me saying, “Oh nothing important.”

For once I was so happy when the RA showed up cutting off Jeff’s dancing. He called all of our names from the end of the hall and we waved at him to let him know we were there. When he got to Kurt, he looked at the clip board like he was reading something. I watched him open the door and look in. He scribbled something down and then left the hallway. I guess Kurt had fallen asleep after his guest left him.

I barely got any sleeping thinking about Kurt and who his mystery guest was. Nick and Jeff kept me up later, anyway, discussing using a headband next time for Jeff’s new hair because they can’t always rely on Wes to fluster David. I really wasn’t paying attention to their rambles. All I know is today we are going shopping for a headband and then possibly eating. My job is to wake up Kurt and drag him along.

I checked to make sure I had everything and decided to wear my lucky Converses today along with a white v-neck and some black jeans. I headed down the hall and knocked on Kurt’s door. No one answered. I opened it slowly and said I was coming in and there he was sound asleep still in yesterday’s clothing. He was curled up on his side with his shirt mostly unbuttoned and untucked. He had one hand on his pillow and the other to his chest. His lips were parted slightly and I could hear him breathing. It was the cutest thing ever. I didn’t want to wake him. I reached down to brush a hair out of his face and I heard the bathroom door swing open.

“Who are you?” asked the rather tall boy and he rushed to Kurt’s side.

“I’m Blaine,” I said. “Who are you?”

The boy let out a sigh of relief, which confused me, as he sat on the bed next to Kurt. “Oh, I’m Finn,” he said stretching out his hand, “nice to meet you.”

I shook his hand and heard Kurt stir from his sleep. I looked over and he sat up, eyes still closed and let out a big yawn from his small frame. I smiled so hard. He was just so cute. “Finn, what’s going on?” Kurt asked as he leaned onto Finn’s shoulder. I frowned.

“Blaine’s here,” Finn said. Kurt’s eyes shot wide open in panic.

“Blaine,” Kurt asked, “what are you doing here?”

“Oh, Jeff, Nick, Wes, David, and I are going to the mall later and wanted to know if you would like to join us,” I explained still looking at the way Kurt was leaning on the taller boy. Who was he to Kurt?

“Yeah, sure!” Kurt said excitedly. “I’d love to go.”

“Now you’ve done it,” Finn said. “Kurt will shop you to death if you let him.”

Kurt playfully pushed Finn saying, “Shut up!” They both smiled. I couldn’t watch this anymore. I told them I’d see them later and I left quickly.

I went to Wes and David’s room and beat on the door furiously. After a few knocks, I just opened the door and turned on the light. Wes sat up instantly. “It’s so early,” he whined.

“Why are you in David’s bed?” I asked confused.

“I got cold and lonely so David let me sleep with him,” Wes answered cheerfully.

“Wes, go back to sleep,” David mumbled in his sleep.

“I can’t. Blaine’s here,” Wes said sadly. “And he doesn’t look too happy.”

David yawned, sitting up looking at me with an irritated look on his face. “What’s up, Blaine? What is it that you want at 9:30 in the morning?” Wes sensed David’s irritation so he hugged him.

“A. we’re supposed to go shopping today and B. why didn’t you tell me that Kurt’s guest from last night stayed the night with him?” I asked angrily.

Wes let go of David. “Wait, what? Kurt had a boy over? Maybe it was his boyfriend or something.”

Oh no. What if it was Kurt’s boyfriend or something? Surely, if he had a boyfriend he would have mentioned him by now. They did seem pretty close.

“It’s really none of anyone’s business, but yes,” David answered. “Kurt asked me to let him stay. Kurt looked pretty upset about something so I let his guy stay with him.”

“What do you mean ‘his guy’?!” I shouted. “Did he say that guy was his boyfriend? What were they doing? Why was he upset? Why didn’t you—”

“Blaine, stop!” David yelled. “I know you have a crush on Kurt, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but it wasn’t my business. No, he didn’t say the guy was his boyfriend. They looked like they were talking….I guess. I don’t know. Kurt’s shirt was open and he was holding it pretty tightly closed when I got in. Sorry Blaine.”

Damn it. Kurt was taken. It makes sense. How could someone so captivating not be taken? “It’s fine, David,” I finally said. “I was being naive to think that he didn’t already have someone. I’m gonna go back to my room.”

I opened their door to leave and Jeff was standing outside the door about to knock, clad only in a pair of green boxers. “What’s all the commotion, kids?” he asked, eyes still closed.

“Nothing,” David said. “Well, since we’re all up, we might as well get ready to shop for this ridiculous headband.”

“Good idea,” Jeff said. He looked back at his doorway and yelled, “You cool with that, Nick?”
I looked at the doorway to see Nick slowly creeping out of the dark room and to nod at Jeff.

“Yaye!” yelled Wes. “We’ll meet up in Kurt’s room at noon sharp!”

“M’kay,” we all said.

Jeff headed back to his room. As I closed their door, I heard Wes scream something about getting the first shower and David groaning. I got back to my room and there was a note on my nightstand.

Blaine,

You wake me up, you die.

Love,
Thad

I look over to see him sleeping peacefully, so I grab a book and head down the main lobby in hopes to keep myself alive. I kept opening and closing the book. I couldn’t stop thinking about Kurt and his…boyfriend. I hated the thought of someone else with him. I shook my head hoping to rid myself of thoughts of Kurt and started reading “The Woes of Mrs. Weasley.” I think the fifth Harry Potter book is my absolute favorite out of the seven.

As I got through a few more chapters, I saw Kurt and Finn coming down the stairs. It made me a little sick. I don’t know how long it would take me to get over this boy. I guess they didn’t see me on the couch because I was lying down. I couldn’t make out everything they were saying, but I did hear Kurt tell the other boy to call him when he got home safely. I looked up from the couch to see the taller boy hug Kurt tightly. The taller boy left and Kurt stood and watched until his car left the parking lot.

Great. Kurt loved this kid. I was thankfully taken out of my thoughts by the loudness of Wes, David, Nick, and Jeff running down the stairs scaring Kurt.

“Hey, Kurt,” Wes said, “we went to your room, but you weren’t there. So we came down here!”

Kurt smiled, “Yeah, Blaine told me the plan. I’m ready to go, but where’s Blaine?”

Crap. Now he’s gonna know that I was lying here the whole time like a creeper. I was reading. Maybe I could pretend to be asleep or something. I look up from the book in my hand to see Jeff looking down at me.

“Hey, guys,” he yelled. “He’s over here reading Harry Potter. He probably didn’t even notice we were here. You know, since he’s obsessed.”

“I am not obsessed,” I explained. “I just appreciate a good book.”
“Psh, yeah, whatever,” David said. “You’re obsessed. Come on, let’s go to the mall.”

Well, I hope Kurt bought Jeff’s explanation because if not then I’ll never get a chance with the boy unless he is into creepers which I’m not. I was just eavesdropping when the situation presented itself to me while I was innocently reading. That is my defense.

We piled into Jeff’s SUV, or Bessie, as Jeff like to call it. Kurt marveled at how large it was, and I didn’t blame him. The thing was monstrous and white. It could hold seven people plus the driver. David sat in the very back by himself wanting to lie down to stretch his long legs. Nick automatically got shotgun so, Wes, Kurt, and I were squished together. Kurt’s hand brushed my hip frequently while he struggled to buckle his seat belt. This was going to be a long car ride.