“Blaine, bro, what do you mean you’re in love with Kurt? He’s my boyfriend and I love him, you can’t just take him, that’s not fair!” Sam said sounding more upset than angry.

“Yeah, I’m in love with Kurt. And at least I’ll be good for him; all you do is use him.” I retorted and the room fell silent.

“You think I use him?” Sam laughed. “That couldn’t be further from the truth Blaine. Look I get it, you’re new here and all but at least get to know people a little better before you start making judgments and accusations.” Sam said genuinely hurt and Kurt frowned.

“Sammy he didn’t mean it like that, I’m sure he didn’t.” Kurt said with a questioning look directed at me.

“Use him.” Sam laughed. “I protect him. You don’t know what he’s been through Blaine; I’m just here to comfort him. If anyone uses anyone it was you using me. You friended me just to steal my man.” Sam accused.

“He didn’t steal your man exactly Sammy.” Kurt defended. “I agreed to go out with him. Look I know that you love me and I love you and we have amazing sex, but other than that what are we?” Huh what are we? Because we have never defined our relationship. You are my hero Sammy and I’ll be eternally grateful for everything you’ve ever done for me. But did you think you and me were really dating? Because last time I checked you were straight and dating Q, or at least that’s what I hear from everyone around school. And if you don’t think that hurts me, you hide me away from the world Sam. It makes me question everything I’ve ever known. You tell me you love me, but once we’re out in public you push me aside and your mouth becomes glued to Quinn’s. So what am I supposed to think? It tears me apart, and when I’m sitting there feeling vulnerable thinking ‘who could ever love someone with a past like mine?’ sweet innocent Blainers comes along with his dashing smile and amber eyes and loving words, how am I supposed to feel. I’m so fucking lost, how do you guys want me to feel? How do you want me to feel?” Kurt asked a stray tear betraying him and dripping across his cheek.

“Kurt, no, I’m sorry.” Sam said first but Kurt wouldn’t raise his head to look at him.

“I’m gonna go, I should go.” Kurt said backing away and disappearing out the front door, my eyes followed him from the window as he began to sprint down the street.

“Sam?” I asked and he nodded. “I’m sorry.” I said softly and he hugged me.

“It’s okay Blainers, I overreacted. And now I’ve lost him. But it’s okay; I want you to have him. You’d treat him better anyway.” Sam smiled and I knew I had to go after him.

The problem was I had no idea where he was.