Over the weekend Kurt had nothing to do but worry about Blaine. He hadn't seen him after what had happened, he'd left before glee club had finished. He'd sent him a text asking if he was okay and if he'd got into a lot of trouble. He worried that Blaine might have been suspended or even worse, excluded.

Blaine didn't reply to Kurt and the boy was tempted to go round his house to make sure he was alright. The one problem with that idea was he didn't even know where Blaine lived, even though he knew where Kurt lived.

Then there was the confusion over what Blaine and Kurt actually were. He didn't think that they were boyfriends. Nothing had been said to indicate that they were so Kurt wasn't going to be stupid. But he hoped that they were at least heading towards that.

Saturday Kurt spent most of the day in the garage with his dad and Finn, helping them out where he could but most of the time just getting in their way. They didn't say anything if he was annoying them though. Every few minutes he would check his phone, even though he had the volume up loud, just in case he missed something.

"Alright, that's it. Kurt, you need to get out of here." Burt said.

Kurt blinked up at his dad who had appeared before him.

"What?!"

"You're driving yourself crazy over I don't know what. You need to go out and take your mind off of whatever is bothering you. Go out shopping with Mercedes and Rachel, I dunno. Just do something Kurt."

Kurt sighed. It did seem like a great idea but he didn't want a distraction. He wanted Blaine to tell him that he was alright.

He sent off a text to the girls and then drove home to get ready to go out, knowing that both the girls wouldn't ever say no to going out shopping. But Kurt just couldn't seem to work up the excitement that he usually had for shopping. It was his most favourite thing to do but right now it felt like it would drag.

"Damn you, Blaine Anderson." Kurt muttered.

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One, two. One, two.

Blaine punched the punching bag with all of his might. His anger was radiating off of him and bouncing around the basement, only increasing his fury.

He punched through the stinging pain that was across his knuckles. At this point he couldn't care less about the pain he was inflicting on himself. He deserved it. He was worthless. He couldn't even protect Kurt.

As soon as he thought about Kurt, his beautiful face flashed before his eyes and Blaine lowered his hands, almost getting knocked out by the punching bag as it swung back towards him.

He desperately wanted to hate Kurt. It would be so much easier and certainly less painful. Kurt was making him weak and he couldn't afford to be that way.

He wanted to call up Sebastian or another guy who would want to get underneath him with no strings attached. He wanted them to make him forget all about Kurt Hummel. No, he didn't. That was a lie.

"Fuck!" Blaine yelled out in exasperation as he started hammering into the punching bag again.

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Sunday went much the same as Saturday had, although now there was no distraction in the form of his dad's garage. Instead Kurt just moped around the house. At lunch time he parked himself in the kitchen in an attempt to help Carole get lunch ready. He probably wasn't the most helpful but at least he was trying.

"Do you want to tell me what's up, sweetie?" Carole asked. "I know sometimes it isn't always easy to talk about some things with your dad."

It was like Carole had opened some kind of gate. As soon as Kurt's mouth opened the words wouldn't stop spilling out of them. He was sure Carole was going to regret her offer.

He skipped over everything about Karofsky. He would have told Carole, he trusted her, but he knew that she would have to tell his dad and he didn't want his dad to be put under stress. He told her all about Blaine. Literally everything. Even if he wanted to keep some things hidden it was like once the topic of Blaine came up the words couldn't come out quick enough. He finished off by telling Carole that Blaine was ignoring him and he felt tears threaten to escape so he quickly finished what he was saying in order to keep the tears under control.

Carole looked a bit dazed at the amount of knowledge that she had just heard and Kurt could see her processing it. Luckily she didn't take too long because Kurt didn't have a lot of patience left to give.

"You really like this boy, don't you?" She said slowly.

Kurt nodded his head slowly, his eyes downcast.

"Have you told him?"

"No... I haven't known him all that long. It's stupid."

"Honey, if you feel it then it could never be stupid." She placed a hand lovingly on Kurt's shoulder.

"What would I even say?!" Kurt asked, exasperated.

"Just ask him to be your boyfriend. The worst he can do is say no. And if he does then it's his loss."

Kurt thought about that. It would be heartbreaking and mortifying if he did ask Blaine and he said no. But there was the chance that the answer could be the opposite. If he didn't ask it could be something that he regretted for the rest of his life. It might be good to take a chance on Blaine. To put his heart into someone else's hands and to trust them fully with it. It wasn't like Blaine had done anything to hurt Kurt. Maybe it could be safe.

"Okay, if I see him tomorrow then I'll ask him."

"Well, good luck sweetie."

Kurt would do it. He would have the courage to approach Blaine and lay it all on the line.

He really hoped that Blaine was in school tomorrow.