Chapter 18

Monday morning.

Kurt got out of bed and looked out the window at the lovely view. The sun was rising just above the hills in the distance and it gave a beautiful mix of blue and orange colors in the sky.

He looked down at the driveway and realized that Finns car was not there. He took a deep breath and looked at the driveway sadly. Was his brother really avoiding him as much as waking up earlier than usual and leaving? It didnt matter though because he had Drama class with him. And he would definitely see him there.

… … …

Blaine parked his car in the school main lot and closed the door behind him. He walked to the trunk of the car and got his lacrosse equipment, grabbing both the helmet and stick with his left hand so he could close the trunk with his right hand. McKinley had another game coming up this weekend. It was with a school named Roosevelt High. Was he worried? Of course not. McKinley had played against seven different schools these past two months and every game ended the same way. With McKinley winning the game and getting one step closer to the championship.

He started walking to the school building when all of a sudden he heard his favorite voice in the world.

"Hey Blaine, wait for me."

Blaine turned around and saw Kurt running up to him, fixing his backpack that was almost falling off his shoulder.

Kurt.

His beautiful boyfriend.

"Hey there," Blaine smiled.

Kurt went up to him and gave him a good morning hug. "Good morning, handsome," Kurt said before gently pressing his lips onto Blaines.

"Good morning," Blaine said as he wrapped his arms around him and smiled through the kiss, loving how his boyfriends lips had a small taste of strawberry.

Kurt noticed there were other students around in the lot and realized that this was the first time he had kissed Blaine publicly in school. And he liked it. He could get used to this.

"Your lips taste like strawberry," Blaine told him. "I like it."

Kurt blushed a little. "This morning I put on this lip balm called Strawberry Blast. Guess you can still taste it?"

Blaine nodded. "I sure do."

The boys started walking to the school building, holdings hands proudly.

"So I was wondering, did you ever get the chance to talk to Finn?" Blaine asked.

Kurt shook his head. "No. He wasnt home all day yesterday. And this morning he left early. Hes been avoiding me ever since we announced our relationship."

"Well he cant avoid you forever," Blaine said.

"Exactly."

When the boys entered the school building, Kurt was a little nervous at first. He was holding hands with Blaine, at school, in front of everybody. But then he remembered. Everyone accepted them and there was nothing to worry about.

"Maybe I should be the one who talks to Finn," Blaine suggested. "You know, let him know Im not such a bad guy."

Kurt shook his head. "Nope. It has to be me who talks to him. Ill need to calm him down first, explain things and then youll talk to him. Hell get to know you and hell like you."

Blaine really liked Kurts plan. He just hoped Finn would be open-minded and give him a chance. He turned and smiled as he looked at Kurt and stared into his eyes. "You know whats one of my favorite things about finally telling people that were together?"

Kurt smiled as he stared back into Blaines eyes.

"I get to do this." Blaine grabbed Kurts hand and kissed it, causing Kurt to turn a bright red. He loved it when Blaine did these small gestures of love.

"I love you," Blaine said with a smile.

"I love you too," Kurt replied.

The boys walked into their Drama classroom and saw Finn and Rachel at their table. Finn looked up and made eye contact with Kurt. They stared at each other for a couple of seconds before Finn looked away, down at his book.

"Sit with me," Blaine said in a hushed tone to Kurt. "Talk to your brother after class. You dont want to make a scene in front of everyone."

Blaine was right. If Kurt spoke to Finn now, it could go bad.

… … …

As soon as class ended, Finn walked right out of the classroom in a hurry. Kurt gathered his stuff and followed him. He had to talk to him.

"Finn!" Kurt called out as he followed his brother down the school hallway.

Finn didnt stop. He continued walking.

"Finn! Hey Finn!" Kurt called out again.

His brother still didnt stop. But it was clear he had heard him.

"You cant ignore me forever," Kurt said.

Finn stopped walking and turned around to look at him.

"Just tell me why," Finn said. "Why would you go out with him when you know I dont like him?"

There it was again. Finn always avoided using Blaines name.

"It sort of just happened," Kurt said.

"It sort of happened? Thats your story? Ive never liked him and you knew that. But you decide to date him anyway. What kind of brother are you? Why?" Finn asked.

"I got to know him. I got to see the kind of person Blaine really is. Hes great, funny, caring…"

Finn put up his hands to stop Kurt from talking. "Dont talk to me about stuff I could care less about it. The main thing is you betrayed me. You backstabbed me. Youre supposed to be my brother and you go and do this."

Kurt was about to speak but Finn interrupted him.

"Just dont talk to me. Dont talk to me at all." Finn turned around and walked away, disappearing into the crowds of students.

Kurt sighed and turned around to see Blaine.

"That could have gone better," Blaine said.

The only thing Kurt did was nod. Finn was really angry. What could Kurt do? Blaine rubbed Kurts shoulder with sympathy.

"I hate this. I hate that hes angry at me. This is the last thing I wanted to happen," Kurt said, a little hint of sadness in his voice.

"Im sorry." Blaine gave Kurt a tight hug. And it did helped. Blaines hugs always cheered him up. "Come on, Ill walk you to your next class," Blaine told him.

The two started walking hand in hand to Kurts next class.

What could he do? Kurt wondered. What could he do?

… … …

Blaine had heard that the lacrosse team at Roosevelt High School was a good team. So when he went to lacrosse practice that afternoon, he made sure to announce to the entire team to practice hard and be on their A-game this weekend.

During practice half of the team wore their white uniforms and the other half wore red. This was how they usually practiced. Half the team would wear red jerseys while the other half would wear white. And they would play a game and act as if the other players wearing the opposite color of jersey were the school they were going to play. It helped with their techniques and boosts their strengths.

Blaine looked down at his red jersey. Everyone that wasnt wearing red was the enemy. He stood in the middle of the field and looked directly in front of him at one of his teammates named Lucas, who was on the white team. They were face to face and the practice was about to begin.

"Dont go easy on me, Anderson," Lucas said.

Blaine shook his head with a smirk. "Not a chance."

The coach placed the lacrosse ball on the ground in between Lucas and Blaine.

"Begin practice when I blow the whistle!" the coach shouted.

Blaine and Lucas looked at the ball and had their lacrosse sticks right next to it.

"Start!" the coach shouted and blew the whistle.

As soon as the whistle blew, Blaine quickly grabbed the lacrosse ball with his lacrosse stick. What he had to do now was make a goal. He ran to the goalie, who happened to be Scott, and aimed to make his shot at the net. He stretched his arm back to throw the ball into the goal, but before he could make the shot, a guy on the white team tackled him to ground.

Blaine fell to the ground, dropping the ball and missing his shot. The coach blew the whistle.

"Okay, lets try this again guys!" the coach shouted.

The guy that tackled Blaine put out his hand and helped Blaine get up. This was strange. Blaine had never been tackled in the first minute during practice. Never. Well there was a first for everything.

All the players went back to stand in their starting positions, exactly where they were standing when the practice began. Blaine and Lucas went back to the center of the field, face to face. The coach put the lacrosse ball on the ground between the boys.

"Okay boys, lets try this again," the coach said. "This time, no one better get tackled. Whether Blaine or Lucas has the ball. No one better get tackled."

Blaine and Lucas nodded their heads.

"Okay! Start the practice when I blow the whistle! 1… 2… 3…!"

Coach blew the whistle and just like last time, Blaine grabbed the ball quickly with his lacrosse stick and ran to the goal. As he ran, he stretched his arm back to throw the ball and was about to release it to make the shot but right before he could make the shot, he was once again tackled to the ground.

Coach blew the whistle and walked over to Blaine. He looked at him while he was lying on the ground. "Blaine… what is going on here? Whats wrong? Youre not doing good today. This has never happened before."

Blaine shook his head. "I dont know, Coach."

"Well since youre the captain, I think we should try something else."

Coach walked away and Blaine stood up.

"Okay everyone!" Coach shouted. "Lets try a different kind of practice! Practice your running and shooting skills."

Everyone lined up in a line in the center of the field and looked at the goal. Blaine was the first in line. For this drill, what they had to do was stand in line, halfway across the field and make a goal while running at the same time. They already had the balls on their lacrosse sticks and usually they had to run in zigzags to the goal to make the shot. Also for this drill the coach made sure to not put Ethan as the goalie. He was too good. They had to make this fair. So they had Scott be the goalie, which he understood why.

Blaine was up first. He looked at Scott and nodded. He could do this. He put the lacrosse ball on his stick and as soon as the coach blew his whistle, Blaine ran to the goal in zigzags and prepared to make the shot. He stretched his arm back and threw the ball at the goal. But instead of getting the ball in the goal, the ball went nowhere near the net and actually ended up flying to the side.

Coach blew his whistle to stop the drill and walked over to Blaine. Oh no.

"Blaine," Coach said, a little annoyed and confused. "I dont know what is going on. I dont know if you are on this new lacrosse diet. I dont know. But youve never, never missed a shot during drills. I repeat, never. But watching you play out there was like watching my mother play. And that is not a compliment. My mom sucks at lacrosse. I want you to get your mind in the game because the championship is coming up and weve won every game in three years, I repeat three years and weve never lost a game. And I am not going to let this year be the year that we have our first lose, especially in the championship. Not on my watch. So I suggest you stop playing like a wimp and start playing like a champ."

Coach walked away and walked over to the bench to read a few notes in his notebook. Yeah, that was Coach for you. Thats how he got the team motivated. It was those kind of speeches and talks that helped motivate the players to do better. But Blaine didnt think it was helping this time.

But what was going on? He had never been this bad in practice. Never. Not in his entire four years at McKinley. Why was he all of a sudden being bad at lacrosse? He was the best player the school had ever had. What was going on?

Lucas walked over to Blaine. "Blaine, whats going on?" he asked.

"I dont know," Blaine responded, shaking his head and looking at the ground.

"Well I think I know," Lucas said.

Blaine looked at Lucas confused.

"Its Kurt," Lucas said.

"What?" Blaine asked confused. "Kurt has nothing to do with this."

"Yes he does. Its your relationship. Youve never had a boyfriend before. And youve been the best player this school has ever had. And why? Because you were single. You were always so focused on the game. But now that you have a boyfriend youre distracted," Lucas said.

"No," Blaine said. "Youre wrong."

"I dont think so. Im right. And I guarantee you the other players think the same thing."

Blaine took off his helmet and got closer to Lucass face, a little frustrated and annoyed.

"And what are you suggesting, Lucas? What are you trying to say?" Blaine asked.

"Why dont you hold off your relationship until after the championship?" Lucas muttered.

"You are not one to tell me how to run my relationship," Blaine muttered.

"If you want this team to win, I should," Lucas stated.

Blaine had had enough of what Lucas was saying. He grabbed his lacrosse stick from the ground and started walking away. He suddenly saw Kurt walking to the field towards him, holding his school books in his hands. He had been sitting in the bleachers watching him practice.

"Hey, everything okay?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah, everythings fine. Lets just get out of here."

Blaine put his arm around Kurt and kissed the side of his face. Kurt was not the reason he was doing bad in lacrosse.

Not one bit.

… … …

The boys ended up going to one of their favorite restaurants that sold the best milkshakes around. It was called, Steak n Shake.

Steak n Shake was a 50s themed restaurant that served the best burgers and milkshakes in town. Kurt loved this restaurant because of the atmosphere. There was always great music from the 1950s playing and the way the place was set up really made it feel as if you had traveled back in time to 1952 and were eating a cheeseburger with a tasty milkshake.

They arrived to the restaurant and ordered two large milkshakes. Blaine ordered his favorite, vanilla, and Kurt ordered his favorite, strawberry. They then went to the park across the street and ate their shakes there.

They sat in the grass, enjoying the gentle breeze and looking out into the beautiful lake. There were people everywhere. Some people were taking walks around the park, some were reading, while some adults were flying kites with their kids. It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon to be outside.

Blaine ended up telling Kurt the reason why he left lacrosse practice early. At first he didnt want to tell him, but he and Kurt were in a serious relationship and there were no secrets between them.

Kurt looked at the lake and saw a couple of sailboats in the water. He took a deep breath before he finally spoke. "So people think Im the reason youre losing your lacrosse skills?" Kurt asked.

"No, dont think about it like that. It was just Lucas that said that. Just him," Blaine said.

"But we dont know what the other players think," Kurt mentioned.

"It doesnt matter what the others think," Blaine said, touching Kurts hand that was on the grass. "The rest of the school loves you. Do you know what theyre calling us? What theyre calling me and you?" Blaine asked.

Kurt took a drink of his shake. "What is it?"

"People are calling us the power couple of the school."

Kurt widened his eyes with shocked. "Really?"

"Yeah. People really like us together. They like the fact that the lacrosse captain was finally swept off his feet. So please dont think about this too much," Blaine smiled at him. "People love us."

Kurt loved it when Blaine smiled like that. His smile was just so warm and charming.

Blaine rubbed Kurts arm. "Kurt, Im telling you this because I want you to know that you have nothing to worry about."

Kurt smiled back. "I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine said.

The boys lied down on the grass and looked at the clouds in the sky. Kurt looked at one specific cloud and pointed at it.

"Blaine, do you see that cloud?" Kurt asked.

Blaine looked at the cloud Kurt was pointing at. "I see it. What about it?"

"It looks like an ice cream cone," Kurt said.

Blaine chuckled when he saw it. "Kurt, that does not look like an ice cream cone."

"Yes it does. You dont see it? Look. Theres the cone and then theres the swirl."

Instead of looking at the sky, Blaine looked at Kurt. He smiled as Kurt was drawing the outline of the ice cream cloud in the air. Blaine stared at his boyfriends striking features and smiled. Kurt had the most beautiful profile he had ever seen. Blaine looked back at the sky and looked at the cloud Kurt was pointing at. Okay, he had to be honest. It did look like an ice cream cone.

Blaine chuckled. "Okay I see it now. Youre right. It does look like an ice cream cone."

"What about you?" Kurt asked. "Do you see anything in the clouds?"

Blaine looked up, scanning the vast blue sky with clouds for any figure he could see.

"Hmm. I see a bunny," Blaine said.

Kurt looked at the clouds confused. "I dont know what youre talking about. I dont see a bunny anywhere."

Blaine pointed to the sky. "Its right there. Its close to your weird looking ice cream cone."

Kurt looked at Blaine surprised. "Are you making fun of my ice cream cone?"

"No, Im just saying my bunny is right by it. Look." Blaine pointed to the sky and guided Kurt to the bunny. "Do you see it? If you go left of the ice cream cone, youll see the bunnys fluffy tail."

Kurt looked at his ice cream cone cloud and just like Blaine said, he moved his eyes left, scanning the area for any sign of a bunny. But there was no bunny… wait. He looked at the area carefully and saw the rabbits tail just like Blaine had said. He found the tail but where was the rest of the animal? He followed the outline of the cloud and saw two little bunny ears. And when he found the ears, he found the face, followed by the feet and the whole body.

"Wait, Blaine I see it! I see the bunny!" Kurt pointed at the cloud.

That made Blaine chuckle. "I told you. I knew you would find it."

Kurt turned to see Blaine and they both stared at each others eyes, taking slow breaths. They loved every moment they spent together. Even if it was small like looking at the clouds.

"By the way, guess what?" Blaine asked.

"What?" Kurt asked.

"My parents want to meet you this coming weekend," Blaine told him.

"Blaine Ive already met your parents. Theyre wonderful people," Kurt reminded him.

"Yeah, but they want to meet you… as my boyfriend."

Kurt eyes shined brightly. "Really? They want to meet me again as your boyfriend this time?"

Blaine nodded.

"Thats amazing!" Kurt smiled. "You know, when I told my dad and Carol about us, they said they also want to meet you."

Blaine smiled back. It was all great news. Neither of them could wait until they met their parents. They were both kind of nervous. Neither of them had ever had a boyfriend before and had to meet the parents of the other. It was a nerve-racking experience but they were definitely looking forward to it.