(KPOV)

After Adam called and rudely interrupted my catching up with Blaine, he began to act very strange. Well, not strange I guess, just different, not his normal bubbly self that he had been for the past two hours. I wonder what made his personality differ so greatly. Was it from my phone call with Adam? Was it because Adam was my boyfriend? Was Blaine…jealous?

No I can't think that.

There is no way Blaine would still be interested in me. Blaine had definitely grown into his looks. Not that he was ever unattractive before, he always was the definition of dapper, but now that he'd grown up a bit, he looked more… sexy. He had a small amount of stubble I could tell from him skipping shaving this morning, he had stopped using gallons of gel and instead use a small amount just to tame his curls a little bit, still leaving them unruly, and he had become more muscular and a little taller.

He had become a man.

And why would a man like Blaine be interested in me? I was still the same. I still coiffed my hair in the same fashion, wore the same fashionable clothes, shaved every morning, even if I didn't need too, and had only grown a little more toned due to carrying around heavy shopping bags and magazines.

Anyways, even if Blaine did still like me (there is definitely NO way he could still love me), I had a boyfriend now. Sure, Adam and I were going through a rough patch, and sure I didn't actually love Adam, and sure I was still in love with Blaine, but I have still been dating Adam for nearly 3 years now, and I cant just throw away a 3 year relationship like that.

Speaking of Adam, why had he called me then? Once I had properly noticed the time, I saw that Adam called me almost 45 minutes early. Why would he think that's okay? I could have been in a meeting! Or doing something equally important! I would have to ask Adam about that once he came home.

While I was walking home, all these thoughts whirling around in my head, I felt my phone vibrate. I thought to myself that that better not be Adam. But once I looked at my screen my heart leapt. It was Blaine.

Blaine:
Hey Kurt! I was so happy I got to see you again today. I've missed you terribly. I think today might have been the universe signaling to us that we've been apart for too long (; I for one agree. I know we still have to talk about our break up, but I don't want to let you go again Kurt. I've missed you in my life. Your diva attitude, the way you light up a room, your fashionable style, everything. I've also been quite a mess in the fashion department lately without your advice (; I would absolutely love to meet up with you again. Maybe grab lunch and go shopping sometime? If you're at all interested in that or even seeing me again, please reply. I miss you Kurt. More than I could ever explain.
Yours truly,
Blaine

How could Blaine's message still make me swoon like a teenage schoolgirl? My body shouldn't be responding like this. I have a boyfriend. Who is not Blaine. You're not supposed to swoon at Blaine! You're supposed to swoon at Adam!

But then again, how could I not react like this? This was Blaine. My soul mate. My first and forever love. The man I hadn't seen in five years. And he just sent me a message saying how much he missed me and how he wanted to see me again. And he offered to do my favorite thing in the whole world.

How could I say no to an offer like that? So I didn't.

Kurt:
I've missed you too Blaine. So So SO much. I would absolutely love to see you again. And don't worry Blaine, we can talk about all of that later, but I don't want to lose you again either. Lunch and shopping sounds wonderful. You looked fine today, but if you want some help, you know that I'm never one to turn down a makeover (; Would Thursday around noon-ish work for you? I know of a great little sandwich and soup shop on 23rd street that we could go to. They have a mean PB&J and I know how much you used to love those (;
Counting down the minutes,
Kurt

Was that too forward? I didn't want to give Blaine any impressions, but I couldn't help but flirt with him. I was used to it. We always had flirted with each other, even during the time period when we first meet and were just friends. It was just who we were.
After a few very nervous minutes, 2 minutes and 24 seconds to be exact, not that anyone's counting, Blaine replied.

Blaine:
That works perfectly with me. That caf� sounds divine, along with that PB&J. But how would the great Kurt Hummel, health food extraordinaire, know how their PB&J tastes? I thought he refused to "put that sticky crap into my body" because "it would go straight to my thighs" (Not that it ever did). Hmmm maybe time as changed you Kurt (; But don't worry, I'm excited to learn all about the other quirks that make up Kurt Hummel along with re-discovering the old ones (;
Counting down the seconds,
Blaine

I continued to wander around NYC for the rest of the afternoon, completely unaware of the time. I was in my own little dream bubble. Everything was starting to feel right again in the world.

Suddenly someone almost ran into me. This push broke me out of my bubble. I looked up at the sky and noticed that the sun was setting. Looking at the time I saw that I had been walking around for almost four hours and it was now almost seven. Adam would be home any minute, and I was about thirty minutes away walking and an hour by taxi.
I started sprinting down the streets of New York hoping maybe Adam would be delayed and I could get home before him.

By the time I finally reached my apartment I was sweating and out of breath. I stood outside the door for a few a minutes to try and collect myself.

Once I hesitantly opened the door of out apartment I saw Adam sitting on the couch watching TV, like he would any other day while I would be finishing our dinner. At hearing the door close he muted the show he was watching and turned around to face me.
"Where have you been?"

"Uh… walking around the city?"

"That sounds more like a question than an answer my dear"

"I was walking around the city, and lost track of time"

"What could be so interesting all of sudden in the city to make you lose track of time?"

"I was kinda of in my own little world sorry"

Was he really pulling this? Really? Does he really not trust me enough that he feels he has to question me when I'm home a few hours late?
"Does this have to do with how strange you were acting on the phone earlier?"

"No"

I lied. This was my first time lying to Adam

"Why were you acting so strange?"

"I told you that I was in the middle of something"

"What would that have been?"

Did he feel to question my every movement? Adam had never been like this before. Sure he had always been sort of protective of me, but never like this
"I ran into an…. Uh old friend…."

"Who was it?"

How did I get around this? I had told Adam before that I had only been in one relationship before us but that it was a serious one and that I had always thought we were going to get married. But I had never told him who that guy was.

"Um… a guy named Blaine"

"How do you know Blaine?"

Uh we met on the staircase of Dalton eleven years ago today and I'm pretty sure that I've been in love with him since that first moment our eyes met.

"We went to school together"

"Oh, did he go to Dalton or McKinley?"

Um how do I say both without revealing who Blaine really is?

"He was always a Dalton warbler at heart"

That's not a lie…. Right? He always belonged with the warblers.

"Oh, I see" "So when are you starting dinner?"

"What do you mean when am I starting dinner? Wasn't our agreement always who ever comes home first makes dinner?"

"Uh… yea…. But I was tired, and I don't know how to cook much"
That was a lie and I knew it

"You sure knew how to cook at the beginning of this relationship. And did it ever cross your mind maybe IM tired? I have made our dinner almost every single night for the past three years and you can't be bothered to make it one single night?"

"It was always your thing! You know how I hate doing girly things"
With that comment, something snapped in me.

"Wait…. Are you saying you categorize me as the "girl" in this relationship? I thought we were on agreement that there wasn't a "girl" between us. We are both men."

"I know that babe!"

"Then why did you say "You know how I hate doing girl things" then? Huh?"

"I just don't like cooking and that sort of crap"

"So you assume I like doing it?!?! Yes, I like to cook, but that doesn't mean a) I want to cook every night, its actually nice to have someone take care of me once in awhile and b) that also doesn't mean I also like every other thing a girl would do in a heterosexual relationship!"

"I never said you did!"

"Well the way you said it, it sure seemed like it did"

"Babe I'm sorry! You know I don't think of you as a girl! I just hate cooking and I'm used to having you cook it!"

"Maybe that's the issue! I am SO sick of us having the same daily routine. We wake up, go to work, I cook dinner, we eat, do our own thing, then cuddle. That's ALL we ever do, and tried of it. Adam, you know I care about you, but I think we may need to take a small break. So I am going to go collect a few of my things, find a place to stay, and I'll call you when I am ready to talk"

And with that I stormed out of our living room, collected a few pairs of clothes, my skin care routine, hair products, and stormed right back out of our apartment.

I didn't notice the hot tears falling down my face until the cool night air hit my face as I was running down the city streets, trying to get as far away from Adam as possible. I also realized as I was running that I had no clue where to go. I had forgotten to grab money on my rush out.

I grabbed my phone and called him on instinct.I think my sub-concious knew more about what I needed right now than I did. Before it even phased me what was happening and who it was I was calling I heard his voice on the other line

"Hey Kurt!"

"Blaine?"

"Whats wrong Kurt? You sound upset?"

"Um… Adam and I sorta got into a fight and I need a place to stay for the night… Could I possibly stay with you? I don't know where else to go and I forgot to grab money"