Can't Lose You

Chapter 1: Blaine Meets Kurt

New transfer student Blaine Anderson enters the bleak odored building known as McKinley. Yet another school he was forced to transfer too, having left his last school for his constant bad behavior.

Dalton Academy.

An all-boys private boarding school in Westerville.

Blaine was introduced to the elegant place he would soon call home not a day after he'd come out to his parents. Without warning or care the two people he loved his whole life were now packing up all his belongings into his one small suitcase and shipping him off.

He was abandoned to start his new life in the dorms, alone, and he hated it.

McKinley compared to Dalton was in no way in competition but unlike Dalton, McKinley was a new start to do things differently.

Though in his perspective, Dalton wasn't all that bad. He still found it very difficult to cope with his surroundings. Without the love and support of his parents, anything he did was hard to find comforting.

Blaine was never one to let something like homophobia bring him down either, but had his parents just accepted him, maybe he wouldn't have been the man he was today. No, he knew he wouldn't.

Only a week after transferring did he really see the school for its true beauty, finding it be a very accepting school.

Later in the school year, Blaine decided to request for a roommate, since rooming alone became depressing after a while, and met Nick, a tall black haired boy.

Nick was in the school's show choir group at that time, The Warblers, as they referred to themselves and asked if Blaine was interested in joining. Blaine had an amazing singing voice, Nick stated, when hearing him in the shower and practically begged him to audition. Soon enough, Blaine was introduced to the group of singers and felt himself finally warm up around the place for once.

After starting his junior year and joining the Warblers Blaine was finally happy and proud of himself. He was getting good grades, competing with the Warblers, and even started to date someone.

Jeremiah. His first boyfriend. And when I say first, I meanfirst. Jeremiah took Blaine's virginity away over their winter break. Their relationship growing throughout his school year.

They initially had met at the mall where the Warblers were having a performance for a benefit and were immediately attracted to each other.

Everything was going great for a while. Jeremiah was the perfect boyfriend and Blaine felt like, after all the crap his parents had put him through in the past year, something in his life was finally right. Or, that's what he'd thought. Before Blaine had come back early to his dorm one night and had caught Jeremiah in bed with Nick.

Nick was having sex withhisboyfriend onhisbed usinghiscondoms. It wasn't bad enough that he slept with his boyfriend but did he really have to do it in his fucking bed with his fucking condom!

Something in Blaine changed that night; he wasn't the same happy innocent boy that he used to be. He was now this always angry, heartbroken, smart ass kid who no one gave a care about. At least that's what he told himself.

The school didn't take violence too well since it had a zero tolerance policy, which Blaine was very grateful for. That was until he was pounding the crap out of Nick that night.

Luckily for him his parents were rich and money really did get you out of anything.

Blaine didn't feel so lucky, however, he wanted to leave, to escape away from everything, from everyone. His parents. Dalton. Jeremiah.

The only person he could ever think to be with was his older brother, Cooper. Cooper was the only person he trusted and they barely ever talked.

Cooper has been in the navy for more than 3 years now, so communication was very limited between the two. A letter here and there but nothing more than that. It was sad, Blaine missed him, and he wanted to tell him everything. The things his parents did to him, his first boyfriend breaking his heart, everything.

He didn't though. He couldn't.

Before his father had sent him to Dalton, he had proposed a deal. A deal to keep this all between themselves, him moving away to Dalton and being gay. At first Blaine didn't agree to any of it, but eventually the thought of potentially losing his brother as well hit him and he felt obligated to play along with his parents, although it pained him.

He knew his brother loved him no matter what but so did his parents, or so he thought. The arrangement to keep it a secret was made and then he was shipped off to Dalton and nothing was ever said about it again.

His parents would send him money every month, not a lot, just enough for food, essentials and to pay for his tuition but after getting kicked out they stopped sending him money. They stopped any form of contact with him.

He had nowhere to go, nowhere to stay.

The day he was tossed out of the dorms he went to Scandals, the local gay bar in Ohio, to drink away his problems and met a meerkat-looking man named Sebastian.

Sebastian was sympathetic when Blaine, in his drunken state, had explained everything to the man. He had offered a place for Blaine to stay until he was stable enough to be on his own, but Blaine didn't like the guy one bit. And it wasn't because of the pathetic attempts to get into his pants every minute or the way he looked at him like he was something good to eat but because he just seemed like trouble.

But really what choice did he have? Blaine accepted and promised to be out as soon as he found a job and saved up enough money for his own place. That was the plan.

Until then however, he needed to attend school. He tried to put it off as much as he could but the law eventually caught up on him. It was either school or juvie. School started to sound a lot more appealing after that.

When the authorities did try to contact his parents they found that they had already fled town. His house was empty and they were now officially gone from his life.

So here he sits in a small crammed office inside the school. A red headed lady explaining something to him that he wasn't the least interested about.

"Alright so here is the schedule for all your classes and locker number with combination. Now since you're starting a little late in the semester, you'll have to ask your teachers for any make up work you might need to complete."

Blaine was slouched in a seat across from her, watching as she neatly stacked the colorful set of papers in his direction. He was humming Katy Perry's Teenage Dream in his head.

"I think you're really going to like this school!" he heard her shout out excitedly.

"I took the opportunity of browsing through your personal records and –wow- I am impressed! Straight A's, a 4.2 GPA, and your attendance record was perfect. Well until recently when you started to miss a lot of school." She now had a small frown on her face but it quickly went away just as fast as it appeared.

"I also noticed that you've won lots of trophies for singing competitions and you'll be glad to hear that we actually have a glee club that's run by an amazing teacher, if I might add, so if you-uhm, Blaine?" Blaine was too lost in a verse of the song were it talked about getting someone's heart racing on his skin tight jeans, to hear his name being called. Yeah he sure wore skin tight jeans that can really get anyone's heart racing.

"Blaine?" she repeated, this time loud enough to snap Blaine from his thoughts. He lifted his head to meet eyes with her. He saw the confused, worried look she had on her face and also noticed that she was wearing these thick yellow gloves that stretched all the way to her elbows. He didn't take much time to pay attention to anything else before he had his eyes fixed on her desk once again. There was a nameplate near her that read, 'Ms. Pillsbury' She was the schools counselor, but by the looks of it she may need some counseling herself.

Without thinking, he stood from his chair and made his way out her door, snatching the papers from her desk in the process, hoping to rile her up a bit. To his dismay she was too busy lost in concentration with her stapler and measuring tape to notice.

He was halfway out the door when a shriek startled him, practically running into the door from the force of his jump. He turned to see the lady smiling widely at him "Oh! Welcome to McKinley!" she flung her arms up in the air as if she had just discovered a treasure chest full of gold.

Blaine furrowed his eyebrows in disgust and stared at her intensely. What the hell was up with this girl?

He waltzed over to the stapler she had been fiddling with and let his tongue travel down it before taking it in his mouth and letting it go with a loud pop. He shot her a wink and returned it back to her desk.

The look on her face sent a wave of accomplishment to Blaine. She looked horrified; her eyes were opened wide with fear. Had he really just done that? Yes he had and he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. That's just who he was. BlainefuckingAnderson. Don't like it? He'd be glad to show you how much he didn't give the slightest fuck.

With one last wink sent her way he swayed himself out of her office and into the empty halls of the school towards the exit.

He was trying to hurry up and get to his motorcycle as fast as he could. He had an interview for a job to get too.

While he was walking to the liquor store the other day he had come across a tire shop that held a help wanted sign in the front window. Now cars he knew, he remembers one summer when his dad had tried to use it as an excuse to bond with his son.

Plus working at a tire shop didn't sound too bad, it'll even add affect to his already clique bad self.

A loud bell rang across the halls, signaling the end of the day and Blaine watched and saw as groups of students began to crowd the hallways. Most of which noticed his presence right away, some even stopping what they were doing just too solely focus their attention on him.

Blaine ignored all the glares and whispers that were spreading through him.

"Welcome to McKinley" he mocked sarcastically to himself, tossing his head back with laughter. He continued to storm down the halls and out to the end, tossing the now crumpled up papers into a nearby trash bin. Once he reached the end of the double doors he kicked them open causing a few gasps and nasty glares from everyone. This only made him laugh even more.

The doors lead him to the school's parking lot where he was now searching for his motorcycle when something caught his attention from afar.

A tall slim boy with perfectly coiffed hair stood leaning against a black navigator, arms crossed against his chest and what looked to be a very aggravated expression on his face. He was deep into a conversation with a taller boy next to him, his boyfriend perhaps?

Blaine's heart clenched at the thought. It wouldn't surprise him if the boy wasn't single. I mean he was absolutely breath taking. There was no doubt in his mind, this gorgeous boy was gay. No way was his ass straight. He was hot as hell and holy crap could those jeans be any tighter?

The inappropriate thoughts invading Blaine's mind came to a halt when blue eyes were now staring into his. As if the boy couldn't be any more beautiful. Blaine could feel his heart burn through his chest, if he was to have a heart attack and die at that moment he would be perfectly fine with that. He was pretty sure his mouth was wide open but that clearly didn't concern him the least, he was too lost in the pool of blue starring back at him to think otherwise.

Their gaze didn't last long until the taller boy next to him interrupted, waving his arm to the other boy, bringing his attention back on him. This pissed Blaine off a lot. How dare that asshole take away those eyes that sent shivers down his body.

The blue eyed boy glared at the taller boy for a moment before saying something Blaine couldn't hear and turned to enter into the car near him. Blaine saw as he turned to give him one last look and entered the car, the prick following right behind him. They sped away out the parking lot and right then did Blaine make a promise to himself to make that boyhis.