Confusion

"This is perfect. Just you, me and-" Blaine cut himself off as his eyes were drawn to a similar looking boy.

"Ahem, Blaine?" Kayla asked with a flirtatious look in her eyes.

"Sorry, baby. I love...Oh shit, no." Blaine cursed angrily.

"What? Blaine, are you okay? I wouldn't want my gorgeous Warbler to be upset." Kayla said with a cutesy and obsessive tone to her voice.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Blaine brushed her aside. He didn't take his eyes off the familiar boy.

"Blaine! My talented and wonderful boy..." Blaine ignored her. He was getting fed up of Kayla's obsessive behaviour.  

Blaine continued to stare intently at the young boy, with perfectly styled hair, wearing a perfectly ironed outfit. He was, perfect.

"Oh my fuckin' god. Kurt?" Blaine whispered to himself. No, it can't be. It just can't...

"Oh, hey Blaine! And, Miss Bitch Ass." Rachel said, almost giving Blaine a cardiac arrest.

"What are you doing here, Over-Confident-Wannabe and Tot-Lovin'-Miss-Hell-To-The-No?" Kayla snapped.

"We wanted to ask Blaine how his little journey home was." Mercedes sneered, making Rachel snicker.

"Um..." Blaine replied nervously before being cut off by Kayla.

"What!? What happened!? Why didn't you tell me, you idiot!?" Kayla yelled at him, making the table next to them turn around and give them weird looks.

"You just don't care, do you!?" Blaine shouted back. There was silence. And then he heard it. The voice. The voice he'd missed for weeks. The voice of an angel.

"Rach, 'Cedes. Our food's here." Kurt whispered quietly.

Blaine turned around to face him. Kurt's complexion was beautiful, his eyes were bright, his hair was healthy. That was why he loved him. How could he have been so stupid? Kayla wasn't the one, Kurt was.

Maybe he wasn't in love with Kayla after all