Who knows when love begins

Who knows when makes a start
One day it's simply there
Alive inside your heart.

Kurt Hummel was 6 years old when he met Blaine Anderson; little did he know however, that this boy would end up changing his life forever.

He first saw the curly haired boy sitting alone in the playground, pushing around some rocks with his feet, looking quite sad. Kurt didn’t like people being sad so he ran up to the little boy, intending on cheering him up.

"Hi!" Kurt sang, startling the hazel eyed boy.

"H-h-hi," the lonely boy stuttered, staring in shock at Kurt.

"I’m Kurt, sorry if I scared you," Kurt smiled.

"Blaine," Blaine smiled back in return.

"That’s a nice name! I have a great idea!" Kurt grinned, unable to contain his excitement.

Blaine just stared wide eyed at Kurt, trying to keep up with his energetic personality.

"We should become best friends!" Kurt exclaimed, bouncing around with excitement.

Blaine never had a best friend before; Blaine never really had a friend. He had always been the quiet one preferring to be alone than with everyone else, but something about Kurt interested him, he could tell he wasn’t like all the other kids who taunted him and called him names for being different, yes, Blaine could tell that Kurt could be a very special friend to him.

"That would be great!" Blaine smiled back at Kurt, Kurt’s own excitement rubbing off on him.

For the next two hours Kurt and Blaine sat in the park giggling and talking about everything and anything that came to mind.

"Kurt! Come on it’s time to go home!" Burt called.

"Sorry Blaine, that’s my Daddy. Will you be here tomorrow so we can play some more?" Kurt asked, hopeful.

"Sure," Blaine replied, not doubting one bit that he would return tomorrow, he would very much look forward to seeing Kurt again.

"Promise?" Kurt asked.

"Promise," Blaine smiled.

Kurt waved goodbye and ran back to his father, who smiled and had some questions to ask Kurt.

"Who was that kiddo? Did you make a new friend?" Burt said.

"Yeah! His name is Blaine, he likes singing like me! And said he wouldn’t mind having a tea party with me either! Isn’t that great? He isn’t like all those other boys at school, he doesn’t call me weird"Kurt scrunches up his nose in memory of those boys at school.

"That’s great bud, well let’s hope Blaine is at the park tomorrow," Burt smiled, glad his only son had finally made a friend who he liked so much.

Kurt sighed and replied "He will, he promised."