Both Kurt and Blaine were really worried. They never thought it would affect her this hard, they knew Ella gets upset quickly. When she once had a pet fish when she was two, called Malcolm, who died after she had him for about three years. She was upset for months, until she got some friends at school.

But this was different, because she was now six she was understanding a whole lot more then when she would of when she was younger.

She was sitting in her theatre classes, the teacher trying to get her to join in but nothing was working. She just wanted to sit there, with her knees brought up to her chest and her arms wrapped round them. Ella watched the rest of her class perform, whatever dance number they were practising, knowing they wouldn’t get to far since she had a small solo in it and they always keep stopping and turning to her to see if she would join in. She always shook her head and returned to her day dreaming.

It wasn’t until the break they got, till Ella did smile. Frankie came over to talk to her, seeing she looked upset. Ella was still sitting in the dance hall, where she had been since she got there that day, really wanting one or even better both of her dads to get her soon. But unfortunately there was still a few hours left of the lesson.

“Hi” Frankie said smiling at her, Ella smiled weakly back in reply. Frankie sat down next to her.

“Why have you been so upset lately, all you’ve been wanting to do for the past week is sit here, and then wait for your parents to pick you up. Your normally smiling, singing, dancing or acting and having fun. What’s changed?” He asked, sitting opposite to Ella on the floor.

Ella looked up from her lap to look at him, she sighed “My granddad” she told him, Frankie looked even more confused. Ella explained “He came round to see my brothers, and…” she sighed again “he doesn’t like me”.

“Why?” Frankie asked. Ella shrugged her shoulders.

“I don’t know, I mean my dads know but they don’t want to tell me. All I heard from the fight he was having with my Baba that, he doesn’t want a granddaughter” Ella told him.

“Baba?” he asked. Ella nodded “Yeah, I have my daddy and my Baba, I call him Baba because his name begins with a B and I cant call them both daddy, that would get confusing” she told him smiling.

Frankie smiled back “Oh, I call my dad a waste of space, so would my mom” he told her.

“Why?” she asked.

“He used to go out all night, come back drunk and take it out on my mom. I would just have to lie in bed and pray he didn’t hurt her. He kept saying to me ‘I wouldn’t hurt you, but tell anyone about this. And I’ll find someone who will’. Most of the time he said that while holding me by my collar on my shirt” He said, now being the one looking down.

Ella placed a comforting hand on his shoulder “Im sorry” she said. He shrugged his shoulders “Not your fault” he simply said.

They fell into a silence, not sure if it was awkward or just a normal one. When Frankie looked up he saw a few strains of Ella’s hair covering her face.

He moved his hand and tucked them behind her ear. He smiled when his hand touched her cheek. They stayed like that for a while just smiling. Then Frankie leaned in closely and placed a small kiss on her lips.

Ella really thought the world had stopped. Now she knows why her dads always kiss or people in the movies. It was just a small peck but still.

Frankie smiled awkwardly when they sat back down on the floor, not hearing the ‘Ooh!’ behind them. When they did turn they saw about four girls standing there, smiling and giggling.

Frankie smiled at them then stood up, helping Ella up. He smiled at her then the bell went for a signal for break to end. Frankie had a lesson in another studio, so gave Ella a hug then went on his way.

Ella was just froze there, she was smiling but that was all she could feel. When the teacher came in and told the class to go from the beginning, Ella joined in this time. The teacher smiled.

“Ella you must have had a good break” she said, Ella smiled.

“You have no idea miss” one of the girls said from the back.
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When she got picked up by Kurt later that day, she was still smiling. When she meet him in the car park, Kurt smiled seeing Ella happy.

He opened the passenger door for her and then got in the drivers side, helping her with her belt. “Your happy Ella” he said pulling out the car park on to the main road.

“Yeah” she said dreamily.

Kurt knew that look. “Okay, what happened?” he asked. He saw Ella freeze in her seat. Should she tell him? I mean he would probably me more happy then her Baba, who once threaded to turn any boyfriend in to mincemeat if he hurt her, boyfriend? Was Frankie her boyfriend, one kiss didn’t change their friendship, did it?

“I…I, I kissed a boy today” she said the word ‘kissed’ quietly.

“Aww, congrads Ella that’s sweet, who?” he asked. “Frankie, well he kissed me” she told him.

They pulled in to the driveway, since it wasn’t a long drive from the studio’s.

“Please don’t tell Baba” she begged as they got out the car. “Why not, he would be happy to know your happy” Kurt said as they stood in the driveway, though Kurt knew Blaine would be happy, if it was any other kid. Blaine didn’t like Ella’s crush on this Frankie kid since the show and finding out he was a year and a bit older then her.

“Because I know he doesn’t like him” Ella said. Kurt smiled and nodded “Okay I wont tell him” Ella smiled to hear this.

They walk in to the house, to be welcomed by silence for once. Kurt was confused till they went to the kitchen and saw a not on the side.

*Kurt,
Just went to the shops and took the boys with me. Thought I’d get El’s favourite sweets to make her a bit happier and the boys were getting bored at home.
See you soon
Love
Blaine*

‘He’s such a dork’ Kurt thought, putting the note back on the side.

“Where’s Baba?” Ella asked skipping through the kitchen. “Careful” Kurt told her since she nearly just slipped on the tiles “He’s gone to the shops getting something to make you feel better, but I guess your feeling a lot better” Kurt said smiling as Ella blushed slightly.

When Blaine came back with the boys, he saw Ella smiling and being her normal hyper self, he asked her to watch the boys in the play room as he went to find Kurt.

He found him in the laundry room in the basement, he did his normal trying to scare him by coming up behind and wrapping his arms round his waist. Kurt didn’t even flinch.

“You need a new way to ‘scare’ me” Kurt said while folding on of Logan’s tee-shirts.

Blaine smirked, then remembered why he was down here. “So, what made Ella happy all of a sudden?” he asked.

“Don’t know she came home and was happy again” Kurt lied, pulling out from Blaine’s arms to take the now folded laundry in to the living room.

“Kurt your lying to me, what do we always say, we don’t lie to each other!” Blaine said following him upstairs into the living room. Kurt remained silent as he put the basket down.

Blaine was right, they never lied to each other, ever since high school. Anything that was troubling them, how ever small, they told each other.

Kurt sighed “I promised Ella I wouldn’t” he finally said after a minute or so of silence. “Kurt, if something’s wrong with El I need to know, we are her parents!” Blaine said crossing his arms over his chest.

“Fine, but if Ella finds out you have to promise me that you tell her you forced me.” Kurt said, Blaine just nodded.

“That Frankie boy she likes he umm… he kissed her” Kurt said sitting on the couch, staring at Blaine who had seemed to of frozen.

“He…he kissed her, he kissed our six year old daughter!” Blaine said, trying not to believe what Kurt had said.

This time it was Kurt who just nodded.

Blaine came and sat next to him, Kurt saw he looked tense. He put his arm around his waist pulling him to him.

“I know your shocked, but at least she’s happy. That’s important right?” Kurt said.

“She’s our little girl” Blaine said in nearly a whisper “Only a few months ago she was still asking one of us to stay up with her till she fell asleep and do simple things like brush her teeth. Now she’s already grown up” Blaine said, a tear fell drom his eye.

It broke Kurt’s heart seeing Blaine like this. Kurt pulled Blaine in for a tight hug and whispered in his ear “Blaine, listen to me she’s still only six. There’s loads of time of her being are little girl, hell she’ll always be are little girl” Kurt told him. He felt Blaine nod against his shoulder, then he looked up.

“Your right” Blaine sighed “Sorry im being a idiot”.

“No your not, like I said before, its just cause you love her so much” Kurt told him. Blaine smiled and leaned in kissing Kurt passionately.

“And besides” Blaine said when they pulled away “If we want another girl, all we got to do is not wear a condom” Blaine joked. Kurt hit him on the chest playfully “Your joking after the boys im not sure I could go through childbirth again” Kurt said.

“Really? No more kids?” Blaine asked. Kurt thought about that for a second “Well the boys are still young, very young. But maybe, I mean were only 26, still time for more children” Kurt said catching Blaine’s lips and kissing him softly.

Blaine smiled “Good”.
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That night when Ella, Tyler and Logan were all fast asleep. Kurt and Blaine were sitting in the dining room going through their work.

Well Kurt was working on his designs, Blaine was meant to be marking work, but instead was drawing a picture of a stickman being eaten by a dinosaur.

Kurt looked up from his work to look at Blaine’s picture.

“Very creative” Kurt smiled “I swear your really a eight year old trapped in a 26 year olds body”. Blaine smirked.

The phone began to ring at that point, who the hell was ringing at ten o’clock at night?

Blaine got up to answer it.

“Hello?” he said in to the phone, he listened to the voice on the other end.

“If its someone asking if we want to switch phone lines tell them to fuck off” Kurt said going back to his drawings.

“Kurt?” Blaine said once he hung up the phone. Kurt looked up to see Blaine, looking like he was going to cry.

“Im sorry” Blaine said quietly. Kurt got up and wrapped his arms around Blaine’s neck.

“What? What are you sorry about?” He asked getting really worried.

“That…that was Carole” Blaine said “Its your dad, im sorry Kurt” was all he said.

Kurt suddenly felt very, very sick.