I jumped out of bed, and ran to the window happily to watch the sun begin to rise. It was starting to snow lightly. I loved mornings. They were so pretty. I wished morning was all day! But then, I liked night, too because of the stars and the moon was so beautiful. Having both at the same time wasn't really possible. Just like, I couldn't have Emily for a girlfriend and harbor feelings for David at the same. It just didn't feel right, made me feel icky.

I heard David waking up, so I drew back the curtains so he could see too. I ran over and jumped on his bed. "David, David! Look it's snowing! Aren't you excited, David?"

"Yes, I'm glad it's snowing, but I don't think anyone but you could be this excited about anything at the crack of dawn," he said as he yawned and stretched. He was even hot when he yawns. Crap! I was all in his face with morning breath most likely. And we were touching, and I was in his bed in the morning.

"Well, I'm going to shower, now," I said quietly. I looked away from his face, and started to scoot off the bed.

"Wait!" David said. "Don't you want to just lie here, and wait for the sun to come up some more?"

"Nope! I'm going to cook a lot today because Kurt's supposed to be eating with us today!" I shouted in excitement, changing the subject from lying with him. If it were up to me, of course, I'd lie there all day with him.

"Is he really?" David said letting out another yawn. He stretched and his arm muscles rippled slightly. He sat up, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. No shirt. There was a shirtless David in the bed that I was sitting in. He just…wow. I wanted to reach my hand out and just feel his abs. Before I knew it my hand was reaching for his chest! My hand retracted, and I stood up quickly, almost tripping over something. "Wes?"

"Um, yeah, I've got," I said swallowing. I should have said 'I've got the hotts for you' or something like that and made out with him. Instead I stuttered over all of words. Eventually I got out the words 'shower' and 'now.' I ran into the bathroom and had an ice cold shower.

I finished getting dressed without saying anything to David. He showered and I didn't wait for him to get out. I didn't want to turn around and stare at him in his boxers and undershirt. It was wrong what I was doing. I was gawking at my best friend who didn't realize I was gawking at him because I was madly in love with him. Was it wrong? Did I really have to tell him?

I turned my back to the bathroom door as I tied my tie awkwardly. I grabbed my puppy dog apron, and I left the room probably blushing a lot as I headed into the kitchen. It must have been really, really early because Blaine wasn't even getting his coffee yet! Insane. I decided I'd try to make it for him! I don't know what he likes, but I like French Vanilla Roast. It's the best! I put it in the coffee maker. When the coffee was done, Blaine still wasn't there. I thought the smell would wake him up or something. I decided to make him a mug too! I did it just the way I do it when I make coffee because it's wonderful. I added half a mug of coffee, filled the rest of the mug with cream, and added five tablespoons of sugar. Mhmm. Blaine was going to love it.

Someone had come in. It was Kurt! Kurt was better! He was really coming to school today! I missed Kurt. I ran into him and gave him the biggest hug ever. I think I even heard his spine crack a little bit. That's good though, because it's just the sound people's spines make when they receive my hugs. I used to call them spinal delights, but that sounds like some sort of cookie you bake or a drug handicap people used, or at least that's what Nick told me one day.

"I missed you so much, Kurt!" I told him. "I was going to come see you often, but Nick, that meanie who doesn't like holding my hand when we skip," I looked up at him when I paused.

"I know who Nick is," Kurt said and laughed a little.

"Yeah, him. He wouldn't let me in and said 'Kurt needs his rest, Wesley. He doesn't want to be bothered by you,'" I said in a low, Nick-like voice, "so I left, but the point is that I missed you! You missed me too right?"

"Yes, Wes," Kurt laughed. "I missed you too."

I let go of him. "I'm making a big breakfast for you! First, I made coffee for Blaine. I thought he'd get here before you so I could ask him what you liked best for breakfast since he's been giving you some of your meals lately."

"He has?" Kurt asked looking at me funny.

"Yep!" I said. "Blainey has been really good to you Kurt. He went to check up on you at least 50 times a day. I think he just mostly watched you sleep."

Kurt blushed. "Really?"

"Yeah, Blaine is creepy like that," I informed Kurt.

"What?" Blaine yelled as he came in the room. "What are you telling Kurt, Wes?"

"Oh, I was just telling him how creepily you watched him sleep while you were supposed to be feeding him, which is creepy too. Geez, Blaine, you've become a creeper! Oh my gosh, Kurt! Blaine is a creeper! I bet he's been listening outside the door this entire time!" I shouted, having a sudden epiphany about Blaine.

Blaine put his hand over my mouth and looked at Kurt. I couldn't tell what look he was giving Kurt because I was concentrating on breaking free of his creeper grip. All creepers have strong grips. David told me that once, so when we are in stores together, David says that I should always stay close by him so he can help me get away.

"I am not a creeper," Blaine explained. "Nick was too busy to come by sometimes, so I would come by. You were sleeping most of the time so I would just leave your plate on your desk and go back to class."

"Oh, well, thank you, Blaine," Kurt said, surprised. Blush crept across his face. "I really appreciate it."

"It's really no problem at all," Blaine said quickly. "If you ever need to talk, I'd be happy to, um, talk with you about stuff. Not any particular stuff, just anything."

Kurt smiled. "Thank you."

They both just stared at each other for a moment. It was weird! Wait they were both blushing, and looking. I finally freed myself from Blaine's grip and shouted "Oh my gosh! You two totally like—"

"Wes," David said, cutting me off as he came into the kitchen. "You left me in the room. We normally wait for each other. What was with the rush?" He looked a little mad and worried. I didn't want to lie to him, but I also didn't want to say 'Oh, I couldn't stare at you get dressed because it makes me feel like a pervert and by the way I love you so I think I might be gay.' That was too much for me to handle. "Wes?" he asked again.

Argh! I couldn't think straight! This was so hard! How was I supposed to talk to him when he looked like that in that with his partially unbuttoned white dress shirt, his undone tie hanging loosely around his neck, and his sleeves rolled up so that I could see his wonderful, veiny biceps? "I just, um, I..I," I said slowly hoping something would come out.

"He was just excited to see me, I think, David," Kurt said, saving me from confliction. I'd definitely have to bake him a big cake for this.

"Oh, I suppose so," David said as walked to the table to take a seat.

"Now, I need coffee," Blaine said and Kurt laughed at him.

I handed Blaine the mug of coffee I made for him. "Here, I made you a cup already. It's probably cooled down a lot by now too."

"Thanks, Wes," he said.

"Yeah, I need my coffee, too," Kurt said.

Next thing I hear is Blaine spewing his coffee in the sink. "Wes, what the hell?"

"What?" I asked and I gave him a weird look.

"What is this?" he asked me.

"Coffee," I said as I watched him pour it down the drain.

"I'm not even going to ask," Blaine said, walking over to the pot to pour himself another cup.

"Too sweet for you, Blaine?" David asked smiling.

"Ha-ha," Blaine said. I didn't get it. Maybe, next time I'll only put four tablespoons of sugar in his coffee.

I made breakfast quietly thinking to myself. I didn't even join in the conversation about karate and I loved karate. It was just getting harder and harder to talk to David. He finished buttoning his shirt and tied his tie as they talked. Kurt didn't seem too interested because he was looking away from both Blaine and David. He must have been thinking about something important.

"Watcha thinking about, Kurt?" Jeff asked as he came in with Nick. "You thinkin' about Blaine? Huh? You thinkin' about what little Blaine, here, looks like na-ked?"

"Jeff!" David, Blaine, and Nick all shouted at the same time. Blaine blushed so hard, and covered his face with his hands. I haven't ever seen him that red before!

Kurt looked away, also blushing. "N-no, I-I wasn't thinking about that," Kurt stuttered.

"Ignore him, Kurt," Nick said as he took a seat next to him. Nick is so nice to Kurt! It's not fair! I wish he was nice to me. I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm an annoying nuisance or something. I don't mean to be. I don't mean to be so loud. I just get excited easily. Nick and I didn't really have much in common though so it's understandable that he didn't like me much.

Breakfast continued with Jeff being Jeff, Nick being silent, Kurt and Blaine staring at each other, and David staring at me, constantly. His eyes were literally on me every time I looked up. It made blush. It was nice to have constant attention from him, but it was making me nervous. Eventually Nick and Kurt left for class together, and Blaine left soon after them.

"Well, since everyone seems to be leaving, I'll leave, too," David said as he smiled and rubbed the back of his head.

"Why?" I said. I replayed that loud escape from my mind over and over and each time it made me sound more and more desperate. I meant for it to come out all casual, cute-like way, like 'Oh, why? Where ya going?' Now, I'm blushing and everyone is staring. I hate awkward stares!

"Calm down, Wes," David laughed. "I'm just going back to our room before class to finish up some work."

"Oh, okay. Have fun!" I said as I turned to the sink to do the dishes.

David just laughed as Jeff said, "Yeah, have fun finishing your homework, David, because homework brings everyone such joy to complete."

David left and laughed again. I turned to Jeff and said, "Bite me."

"No, thanks, but I'm sure David would be happy to take my place," Jeff said joking, hopefully, joking. He didn't know anything about my feelings unless he talked to Emily and no one did but me. No one knows, but me, God, and Emily. That fact still didn't keep me from blushing and nearly swatting Jeff with the frying pan I was cleaning.

"Dude, chill out!" Jeff said, falling out of his chair. "I was only joking!"

"I know, sorry," I said to him.

He got some juice out of the fridge, and took a seat just as I had finished the dishes. "Hey, um Wes," he said, "can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what's up," I said and took a seat next to him.

"I was talking to Blaine the other night, and I came to a sudden realization about myself and everything around me," he said.

"You had an epiphany?" I asked, cocking my head to the side and staring at him like he was crazy.

"Yeah, that!" he said. "I knew the word I just couldn't think of it. Anyway, yeah. So, Nick is always attracting ladies 'cause he's so damned serious all the time. Sorry for the cursing. I know you and David don't really like it…"

"Yeah, David and I rarely curse, but that doesn't mean you have to stop being you and not curse. If we didn't like it that much we'd tell you," I giggled at him. I just cussed probably like 4 or 5 times yesterday in front of him about Warbler stuff. "We're pretty loose about that."

"Oh, so anyway, Nick gets ladies and Blaine gets ladies even though he's gay! What do they have that I don't have? Same with you and David. What is it?" He asked nearly shouting.

"Well, it's 'cause we're cooler than you, duh!" I said, joking. He didn't take that as a joke so I continued. "I'm just kidding, silly! It's 'cause we're gentlemen!" I said brandishing my arm out as if to say 'ta da.'

"Gentlemen?" he asked.

"Yes, gentlemen. You know those guys who dress nicely, open doors for women, talk to them about things besides their body parts, think about things besides their body parts, and call don't call them 'ladies' much either. Their people, not just ladies, each girl you meet has a name and a personality. You should just start talking to girls like that," I informed him.

"Oh, right," he said. "I'm not too good at conversation so, I figure I could just be a well-rounded guy, ya know?"

"No…I don't get it," I confessed.

"You know girls tend to like guys who could do things for them and have talents," he said hoping I would catch on. "I can sing wonderfully so, I could serenade her for our anniversary or something like that. I can draw pretty well, too, so I could paint her something amazing. So, I was thinking maybe if you, the most amazing cook I know, could possibly teach me to cook a few meals, then, I'd be a perfect gentleman…please?"

"So you want me to teach you to cook?" I asked. He nodded cheerfully.

Nick always told me that I should say no to Jeff for lessons about anything, but that was Nick. I could handle Jeff. "Alright! Lessons start this weekend whilst either of us aren't busy with other things. If not this weekend, then the next one and so on!" I said cheerfully and stood, throwing my fist in the air.

"Um, right, okay. Thanks a bunch. I'll see you this weekend," he said. "We better get to class or we might be late."

"Ugh," I said as I looked down at my watch. "You're right. See you later, Jeff!"

I went to my room and finished getting dressed. David wasn't in there, thank God. All of my run-ins with him today have been awkward and it's not even 9am yet. I grabbed my backpack and headed to the school building. There was so much snow that I couldn't help but play in it along the way. I put my i-pod in for the walk and listened to "Sixteen Going on Seventeen" until I got to the door of Nick and Kurt's English class. I reluctantly put my i-pod away and pouted at the teacher in the hallway who asked me to do so silently with his stern look.

The boys started to flood out of the classrooms. I fished through the boys searching for Nick and Kurt. I grabbed both their hands and dragged them to the side. "Kurt, Kurt, Kurt!" I shouted jumping up and down still holding both boys' hand.

"Oh, gosh, yes, Wes?" he said as he smiled at me.

"Are you sure you're better?" I asked concerned. "What was wrong with you, Kurt?"

"I just had a fever and a bit of an infection," he said quietly. "I am going to be just fine." He looked so sad. I felt bad for even bringing it up, so I changed the subject.

"So, Nick," I said, "Jeff asked me to teach him how to cook!"

I thought Nick would come up with some snappy remark about how I didn't listen, and then tell me that I should have said no. Then he'd rant about Jeff's attention span or something, but instead all he said was, "Oh, cool. Good Luck."

"Thanks?" I said, baffled a bit but such a simple reply. I turned to Kurt and said, "Let's hold hands and skip to class today to celebrate that you're back!"

"If Nick doesn't care, I don't care," Kurt laughed.

"Nick, can we pretty please?" I looked up at him, grasping his hand really tight and giving my best pout ever!

"It's cool with me," Nick said to me. What in the world? He hated when we skipped. I thought he'd at least call me a five year old child or tell me to stop shouting. He's seems pretty calm today, less irritable? I don't know what it is.

"Yaye, I want to be in the middle!" I said, not in my inside voice. I waited for Nick to scold me, but he didn't. He was in a good mood today.

I hummed "Sixteen Going on Seventeen" because it was stuck in my head. I clasped Kurt's hand extra tight because I missed him.

Kurt must have been listening to me and recognized the song because he sang lightly at almost a whisper, "I am 16 going on 17, innocent as a rose. Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies, what do I know of those?"

I let go of both of their hands, and turned to Kurt and just stared. I hugged him tightly. "That's it! I must have you! I need you, Kurt. I want you so bad! Just join already!"

"I would think he's professing his undying love for you if I didn't already know he was talking about the Warblers," Nick said to Kurt.

"Oh, well Wes, I'm flattered, but I'm still not sure I want to do that here," Kurt said slowly as he patted my head.

I let go of him immediately. "Fine, but once you see us in action, you'll know for sure that we are heavenly being descended down to earth to move the hearts of others with simply our voices."

Just then, there was an announcement over the loud speakers. "Attention Students. Classes for the rest of the day are cancelled due to the snow. I repeat Classes for the rest of the day are cancelled due to the snow. Please return to your dorms."

"I got up for nothing," I said, sadly.

The other two boys laughed. We headed back to the dorm together and discussed how high the snow had piled up. The people who drove to school probably couldn't make it today because of the road conditions or something. I was so happy! I made a snow ball and threw at Nick as he was telling Kurt about the people who didn't board. Instead of yelling he made his own and threw it at me. Kurt placed his bag above his head shielding his hair from damage, I guess. We finally made it to the dorm sopping wet, but happy.

Once we get to the lobby, Jeff, David, and Blaine are already there. Thad must have been in his room sleeping.

"Looks like you guys had some fun in the snow," Blaine said.

"Yeah, but now we're cold and wet," Kurt said.

They both just realized what they had said and blushed. "Well, before this turns into something cute or gross or whatever, I have an announcement to make," David said. All I could think about while he was talking was about those dark jeans he was wearing and how they looked really good on him. Wait he's in casual clothes that look good enough to go out in. I zoned back in and heard 'party at Caroline's place this afternoon.'

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"Caroline's having the party because their school is out until Monday because of the snow," David said. He got up from his chair and walked over to me. "So, you should go pick out something good to wear because we are going to find you a rebound girl."

"A rebound girl?" I asked.

"Yep!" David said. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You've been a little distant lately and I thought maybe you were just missing her, so I thought this might help."

"Oh," I said. Well, I couldn't exactly tell him that I was distant because I loved him and he made my insides go all crazy.

Just then my phone pinged. I forgot to turn it off. I was glad I wasn't in class. It was a text from Emily.

Have you told him yet ;p –Em

"Have you told who what yet?" David asked, reading over my shoulder.

"Oh, you know," I stammered. I thought about saying 'You. That I'm madly in love with you,' but my senses kicked in. Think, Wes, think! "That I think Blaine…should stop using so much hair gel! Yes, you do Blaine. You should stop. You're taking the gel away from those poor…whales. Yeah, whales, endangered species and all that… I've got to go do something."

I walked away quickly into my room closing and locking the door behind me. I sighed and changed clothes. Geez, it'd only been a few days since Emily and I talked about it! Of course, I hadn't told him yet. Well, we did talk the other day. She said I needed to man up already and tell David. Plus, keeping it a secret for so long isn't good. What if David takes it as me lying this whole time about being straight? I really didn't lie. I just wasn't sure, and this year I became positive that I like David so much, so I could deal with my sexuality later. I wasn't sure if I could handle all of David's questions. I'm a little worried that David might hate him, and maybe David won't want to look at me, let alone sleep in the same room as me.

What if he didn't even like me back? Of course, he wouldn't like me back. He's straight and with his dream girl. I'd complicate his life so much. He didn't need me to do that, but he still deserved the truth. I have to tell him the truth, but not tonight. I don't know. I guess after the party I could buy him an amazing dinner off campus afterwards, when we get back to the dorm, tell him everything. I thought I'd better be ready to sleep in one of those vacant rooms tonight. I needed a nap! This was some really hard thinking. So, I crashed on David's bed since that would be as close to him as I'd be able to get for a while.

I turned over a bit hearing something. I laid still and saw David. He was talking on the phone to Caroline about tonight. I guess he noticed me on the bed because he told Caroline he'd call her back in a minute. I pretended to be asleep, as I heard David walk over to me. He put a blanket on me and pushed my hair out of my face. His hands were so cold and big. I liked how his entire hand could cover my whole face. He sat down on his bed next to me, and sighed. He grabs his laptop and goes out of the room turning the light off behind him

David's POV

I went into the lobby in a rush because I didn't want to wake Wes up. The 5th floor lobby consisted of a couch a chair a table and a TV mounted on the wall. I always thought we should petition for more furniture but it never came to mind in the hall meetings. We would all pile up in the lobby with our Resident Assistant and talk about what we need. It's how Blaine got the coffee maker. I could never really concentrate on that. Wes would always sit on the arm of the giant chair I always sat in, and play with the strings on his hoodie and then play with the strings on my jacket and then kick his feet out and hum. I wondered where in the world he got all of that energy, but it made me happy in a sense that he was so happy. Sometimes he'd end up falling off the arm and into my lap. He'd apologize and try to get up, but I liked him there for some reason. It just felt right. I can't really explain the feeling.

I called Caroline back. "Hey, sorry about that. Wes was in the room sleeping, and I didn't want to wake him," I explained.

"Oh, whatever," she said.

"Are you still mad about me missing our date this week?" I asked

"Yes! You picked those Warblers over me!" she shouted.

"I can't just randomly miss a meeting. Wes would murder me in my sleep!" I explained. "He's crazy when it comes to his Warblers."

"You're always talking about Wes in the middle of our conversations or fights," she said sadly.

"Wait this is a fight?" I asked joking.

"Ha-ha, David, but anyway yes you are!" Caroline said.

"Well, Wes is my best friend and roommate so, I can't help but bring him up all the time," I said smiling. "We're always together."

"Okay, I'll give you that one," she said defeated. "You do talk about your friends a lot. I really can't wait to meet Blaine and Thad! Did you invite them over to my party?"

"Yes, I did, sweetie," I said. "I'm glad you've taken an interest in meeting my friends."

"Yeah, well, you like them a lot so I was just thinking that I should get to know them," she said shyly.

"Well, thanks. I hope you like them," I said. "Oh and I invited Jeff, Nick, and Kurt, as well."

"Nick and Jeff are roommates, right? Jeff is the funny one with the Justin Bieber hair, and Nick is the serious one who is always stressing about school, right?" she concluded.

"Right!" I said. "I can't believe you remember that."

"I listen to you when you talk, David," she laughed. "What about Kurt? Who's he?"

"He's new here. He moved in this past weekend," I said. "I hope he has fun at this party and gets to know everyone better."

"That's nice of you," Caroline said.

"You don't mind do you?" I asked worried.

"No, not at all!" she said.

"Thanks, I have to go finish up some work before we all head over," I told her.

"Okay, I'll see you later."

"Bye, Carebear!" I shouted.

"Really, David?" she asked.

"Yes, really. You love it and you know it," I said teasing her.

"Bye."

"Bye!"

I liked talking to Caroline to pass the time. She listened to my crazy stories about everyone and I listened to her problems. I never really talked about my problems with her before, but truthfully right now I don't have any. Yeah, school is awful, and thinking about college admission letters scares me, but that's a general problem for seniors.

By the time I finished up a paper I heard a loud groan coming from Blaine and Thad's room. It could have been either of them. I walked down the hall to check it out. Jeff peaked out of his door to go look. "What the hell was that?" he asked.

"I think it was Blaine, but I'm going to go find out," I told him and he went back in his room.

I knocked on their door and Blaine yelled, "Don't bother coming in unless you have an outfit for me to wear."

I came in anyway. I looked around and Thad was no where in site. "I was about to tell you to ask your roommate, but where is he?"

"Oh, he's 'taking a nap in a cuter boy's room,'" Blaine said adding air quotes.

"What?" I laughed.

"Yep," he said. "Remember, Thad found out I was gay and was all over me when I got here. He called me 'Cutie' for a while."

"Oh yeah!" I said. How did I forget that? Thad wanted Blaine, badly. They decided that there was no way they had enough in common to be with each other. Thad claims that once he got to know Blaine he became less cute. Blaine wasn't the sad broken little boy Thad wanted. Blaine was just a little shy at first. "It's kind of funny that you two ended up roommates after all that."

"We've become good friends over the years," Blaine said staring into his closet.

"What were you groaning about a minute ago?" I asked him.

"I can't anything to wear to this party. When we go out somewhere, I just wear uniform stuff like those sweater vests and cardigans," he said sadly. "I barely have any regular clothes here at school. They're at home safe from Thad's destruction, but I'll be sure to bring them back after this holiday."

I laughed. "If by destroy, you mean wear then yeah, Thad destroys your casual clothes all the time. Why do you need to looks so great for this party? It's just a bunch of people you already know minus the girls."

"I just want to impress Kurt with my amazing fashion sense," Blaine said shortly.

"Oh, yeah, Kurt was all about that McQueen guy," I said, sitting on Blaine's bed. "Why are you trying to impress him so bad?"

"It's nothing," he said looking away trying to hide his face.

"Blaine, it's no secret that you have a huge crush on Kurt," I said.

"Really? Does everyone know?" he asked.

"Yup," I said. "Just talk to him, and dance with him at the party."

"You say that like it's easy. I think this is more than some school boy crush," he said looking up at me. "My words get all mixed up and I end up saying something stupid. I try to be relaxed and cool around him and I think it works. But it's getting hard to hide the fact that I just want to be with him," he told me.

"How do you know that you like him more than just a crush anyway?" I asked him.

"You just know," he explained. "Sometimes when we are in a room together, it feels like the temperature has risen like 50 degrees. Other times he sends shivers down my spine when we touch or something. When he's sleeping, I love brushing his hair out of his face. I love the cute way he yawns and stretches. I like how musical his voice sounds. I like his voice in general. I love his knowledge of Vogue. I love his hair. And I care about him. I want to hurt anyone that hurts him, and if he's sad I want to hold him until he feels better. I want to hold his hand while walking through hallways and such. I want to whisper sweet nothings in his ear. I'm in love, David."

I looked at him shocked. I didn't know what to say. He looked so happy. I've felt all of those things, too, with Wes. I loved watching Wes sleep, and I have hurt people that have hurt him. But he's my best friend not my boyfriend. I kept that to myself though. I didn't want to disappoint Blaine by telling him that I feel that for my best friend. He might think that he was being silly by pursuing Kurt. Watching them interact shows that it's more than that though.

"You should wear some nice dark skinny jeans and a normal shirt so it doesn't look like you tried so hard," I smiled at him as I stood up.

"Thanks," he said.

"I'll let you change," I said as I left the room in deep thought about my feelings towards Wes paralleling Blaine's towards Kurt.

I went back to the lobby and brought my things back to the room. I was going to tell Wes more about the party plans, but he was still sleeping in my bed. I sat down and whispered in his ear. "You make me so happy. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you as a friend," I said to a sleeping Wes. He wouldn't hear it. I guess I wanted to whisper sweet nothings into Wes's ear just like Blaine wanted to do to Kurt. I didn't know what to think, so I left it alone.

It was party time so we all met in the downstairs lobby, and then headed to the parking lot.

"Wait, so why do you get to drive my beautiful Bessie?"Jeff asked me for the millionth time.

"Because I'm the only one who knows where Caroline's house is," I answered.

"What about all the snow?" he asked.

"Please, I learned how to drive in the snow," I said starting the SUV.

"Is that true?" I heard Kurt ask probably turning to Blaine.

"Normally, I would dismiss this as complete B.S., but it's true," Blaine explained to him.

"Oooh, neat!" Kurt said.

We got there and everything was pretty much in full swing. Caroline saw us come in and rushed over to us.

"Hi! I'm Caroline!" she shouted over the music.

Everyone shouted their individual name instead of letting me introduce them.

"Nice to meet everyone! There's punch over to the side and there's Band Hero up on the stage!" she shouted. "Have fun!"

"Oh my gosh! Band Hero!" Jeff yelled as he rushed to the stage. We all followed behind him. "Okay, Blaine you get the Guitar. Nick you get the bass. Thad you get the drums, and I'll sing my ass off. I'm going to put it on random, and Wes and David, you two will sing the next song that comes up whatever it is. Kurt, you can sing with me if you want to."

"No thanks," Kurt said.

"Okay, let's get started!" Jeff yelled.

The DJ stopped the music and plugged the sound up to the surround sound speakers. Everyone started grabbing the instruments assigned. Wes and I jumped off the stage. Caroline and Kurt walked off on the side. "Why are they following whatever Jeff says about the Band Hero?" Kurt asked me.

"Oh, because at a hall meeting we all voted against him on getting it for the lobby. So now every time we go somewhere and it's available for play, we all have to play it. That was the deal for him to stop bringing it up at every meeting and asking for a re-vote," I explained.

"Oh, okay," Kurt said slowly. He probably thought we were all nuts at that point.

"Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas came up on the screen. Although the singing was for one person, everyone joined in for the first few lines in perfect harmony.

Carry my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest don't you cry no more

"Oh my gosh!" Wes said excitedly. "They sang that in perfect harmony, David. See, Kurt, I train my boys well."

Kurt smiled widely, but I don't think he was thinking about the Warblers. He might have been captivated my Blaine's wonderful guitar skills. Blaine and Nick could play on hard or expert depending on their energy level not their skill level. I always thought that was cool. Wes and I however usually just stuck to singing.

"We got a pretty high score! Okay, you two it's your turn!" Jeff yelled as he jumped down from the stage. "Here," he said as he extended out two microphones to Wes and I. "I put it on duet mode for you. David's words are in blue, and Wes's words will be in red."

"When you have to sing together, the words will appear in purple," Caroline added.

"Good luck! I hope you get a good song," Jeff said.

"Thanks," I said, taking the mic. I jumped up on the stage, and Wes took the stairs on the side. The next song was "Paperweight" by Joshua Radin and Schuyler Fisk. I had no idea what song that was or who those people were, so I looked over to Wes for some sort of guidance. He looked a little embarrassed. I heard Caroline giggle in the background. I looked around to see Blaine suppressing a laugh and Kurt smiling. I started to ask what the song was about, but I was immediately cut off by both Blaine and Nick coming in on the guitars which were acoustic for the song.

Wes: Been up all night

Together: staring at you

Wondering what's on your mind

Wes: I've been this way with so many before but this feels like the first time

Me: You want the sunrise to go back to bed

I want to make you laugh

Together: Mess up my bed with me

Kick off the covers

Wes: I'm waiting

We were looking straight at each other, but suddenly, Wes started to blush and looked away from me.

Wes: Every word you say I think

Together: I should write down

Don't want to forget come daylight

Me: Happy to lay here

Just happy to be here

I'm happy to know you

I took a breath and smiled at him as he sang the next few lines still blushing. He looked adorable.

Wes: Play me a song

Your newest one

Please leave your taste on my tongue

Wes looked me in the eyes, and I took a step closer.

Together: Paperweight on my back

Cover me like a blanket

Mess up my bed with me

Kick off the covers

Me: I'm waiting

I smiled again. I couldn't help it for some reason.

Wes: Every word you say

Together: I think I should write down

Don't want to forget come daylight

Wes: And no need to worry

That it's wasting time

Me: And no need to wonder what's been on my mind

It's you

Wes: It's you

It's you

Wes turned to me, smiling, too.

Together: Every word you say I think I should write down

Don't want to forget come daylight

Wes: I made it back to sleep again

Me: Wonder what you're dreaming

As the song ended, Wes and I stood there breathless, just looking at each other. I wondered if he felt what I felt. He looked so happy while we were singing, and so did I. The song reminded me of us. It was perfect, but it was about two lovers… Did that matter?

I didn't have time to process my thoughts or what just happened because Caroline ran over and kissed me out of the blue. "That was amazing. You guys sing really well together. It really sucks that you got that song though," she said, laughing.

Emily walked over , too, looking only at Wes, who actually looked a little sad. "Hey, do you wanna go dance, kid?" she asked him.

"Sure," Wes said, slowly, and he took her hand and went out to the center of the room and dance as the music started up again.

I got a little but angry. "Caroline! Why didn't you tell me Emily was going to be here, too? I wouldn't have even brought Wes since they just broke up."

"Emily is my best friend," she said. "Of course, she's here. Plus, Emily says the break-up might have been her idea, but it was completely mutual. Haven't you talked to Wes about it?"

I sighed. "No, we haven't really talked about it. I'm sorry for yelling."

"It's fine, but look see they look pretty happy for exes," Caroline said as she looked at Emily and Wes. She was right. They looked just fine. They were even smiling. I had to wonder though if that was just Wes being civil or not. "I have to go grab some more ice really quick for the punch. I'll be right back."

"Alright," I said and kissed her on the cheek.

I looked around and finally saw Blaine approaching Kurt for the first time all night. Finally! Thank the Lord. I hoped that those two would dance and kiss and confess their love for each other tonight, but that was a little hopeful. I went up to the DJ and asked him to play a slow song for them to dance to. He ended up playing "Edge of Desire" by John Mayer. That worked because they both seemed to realize it was a slower paced song than the others. I wanted to watch them further progress to dancing, but Caroline returned asking to dance.

I held her close and we swayed for a while. Eventually Caroline broke our wonderful silence by saying, "I hope he's not going to spike the punch bowl since he's lingering over there."

I laughed and sway her the other way so I could see what she was talking about. "Oh, Blaine?" I said. "No, he wouldn't do that. He's just over there because Kurt is over there. Hopefully, they're talking and just not staring at each other."

"Why do you say that?" she asked. "Are they having a fight or something?"

"No, it's not like that," I said. "Blaine just wants to get to know Kurt better."

"Oh, I got it," she said. "It's because he's new on the hallway, and you're hoping they become friends."

"Yes, and hopefully they become more than friends soon," I laughed.

She laughed. "You're silly, David."

"No, I'm being serious," I explained. "Blaine's been crushing on Kurt since he gave Kurt a tour of Dalton."

She stopped dancing. "What?"

"Yep, don't shout! I don't think anyone really knows about it," I said. I grabbed her arms to start dancing again but she pulled away from me.

"They're gay?" she asked. "Your good friend, Blaine, that you've known for years is gay.

"…Yeah…Blaine is gay," I said slowly. "Why?"

"Is Thad gay, too?" She asked louder.

"Yes, he is. Why?" I asked her.

"David, that's disgusting and I'm ashamed of you for bring such filth in my house! You brought homos here? That's just plain wrong. And there touching my things. I might get their—"

I cut her off, shouting now. "Their what, Caroline? You are horrible. They're just people. They're not going to infect you or anything!"

"But, they're gay and that's sinful!" she yelled.

"No, Caroline, it's not sinful to be who you are!" I shouted. "I love chocolate and you hate chocolate and we still get along. Why can't you just view it that way? You don't have to like or accept it but can you at least respect it or leave it alone and move on?"

"No, David, I cannot respect their decision to be gay," she said. "Nor can I leave it alone when they're in my house!"

"It's not some choice, Caroline. It's just who they are. You thought Blaine was charming. He's a charming guy who just happens to be gay," I tell her.

She looked away sad. "If that's how you see it David, you need help. They've tricked you somehow and—"

"I can't do this with you," I said, shaking from anger. "I can't be with someone who thinks that way. I don't want to be with you anymore. I'm breaking up with you."

"Fine! I don't want to be with someone that hangs out with such trash!" she shouted pointing at Kurt and Blaine, who I was sure had heard her, every word. I was so tempted to slap her, but I could never ever hit a girl, that just wasn't me.

I heard a smack echo through the room and everyone stopped. Emily had stepped in between us and smacked Caroline so hard that she almost lost her balance. "I'm sorry about her behavior, David," Emily said. "You guys should probably go. I'm really sorry."

"It's not your fault, Emily. She just.." I said but couldn't finish.

"I know," Emily said.

I looked up and Wes had already grabbed my coat, and he was handing it to me. He looked so sad. I don't think I've ever seen him so upset, but he still tried to smile at me. We went outside and walked to the truck.

"I'm sorry, you guys, I didn't know she was like that," I said sadly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, we're fine," Thad said speaking for everyone.

"Kurt?" I asked.

"I've been called much worse than trash," he said. "I'm fine."

We all looked at him slightly surprised by his attitude towards the whole thing. I thought he'd take it much worse than anyone since he recently transferred for being bullied for being gay, and it happened again. Caroline basically bullied him just now for being gay by calling him trash in front of everyone. "I feel horrible. I am so sorry," I said.

"It'll be okay, David," Wes said as he hugged me. I needed it.

We all piled into the car slowly. I throw the keys at Jeff and get in the very back with Wes. Thad, Kurt, and Blaine sat in front of us. Nick sat in the passenger seat and directed Jeff back to the dorm because he had apparently memorized the way back just in case something happened. I still felt so awful. Wes leaned his head on my shoulder and grasped my hand making me feel a little less sad and lonely. We rode back to Dalton in a silence.

A/N: Thank you all so much for reading! You guys should listen to that song. It's cute! The next chapter will be a Kurt and Blaine one. And seriously I'm cool with just smiley faces as reviews. Just let me know that there are people out there reading this story haha.