Blaine was finally enjoying the summer. He and Kurt started going to summer concerts in the park and, all the Catholic churches had festivals, so Kurt, Blaine and a bunch of people from both New Directions and the Warblers went to a different festival every weekend. Kurt also started going to the country club to watch Blaine practice with Pete. This was one of Kurt's favorite things to do. He loved watching Blaine run around the court, diving and lunging for the ball. He looked sexy hot. Pete's girlfriend, Barbie, came sometimes and the two would sit and chat while their boyfriends played.

One day, Kurt sat alone watching the boys practice, when Tyler plopped down next to him. Kurt looked at him and immediately shifted into bitch mode.

"Hello."

"Hi."

They sat in silence for a few minutes until Kurt cast a sideways glance at Tyler and followed his eyes. Tyler was watching Blaine.

"He's taken, you know," said Kurt in his best snotty bitch voice.

Tyler kept watching Blaine. He sighed sadly. "Yes, I know." He turned towards Kurt.

"He really loves you, you know? I mean, like, really, really, really loves you. You're so lucky. I wish someone would love me."

Kurt suddenly felt sad. Tyler was so handsome. His smile was beautiful and his green eyes were so pretty. He was tall and had a very nice body. Why didn't someone love him?

"I thought you had a boyfriend?"

"I do. Kind of. I think he is more of a lover than a boyfriend. It's complicated. He's older than me and I think he is going to leave soon. I don't know. For now, I guess it's just sex. That seems to be all I can get. Fucked but never loved. I just wish someone would love me...the way Blaine loves you."

Wow. Kurt could relate to that. Well, not the getting fucked part, but for a long time, all he had wanted was someone to love him. It was such a lonely feeling.

"You'll find him Tyler. You will."

Tyler sighed. "Yeah, I guess."

The two boys sat there and watched Blaine.

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As they drove home, Kurt was quiet. Blaine looked over at him.

"What's on your mind?"

"Tyler."

"Really?"

"Yes. I feel sorry for him. He just wants someone to love him. I know what that feels like. It's hard to be lonely."

"The problem with Tyler is that he let's guys screw him too quickly. He's slept with almost every gay kid at Dalton and who knows how many others. I thought he had a boyfriend?"

Kurt shook his head. "I don't think so. I think it's just another lover."

Blaine sighed. Despite everything, he liked Tyler. After all, Tyler was his first. When he wasn't trying to get him into bed, Tyler was sweet and playful and fun. He just needed someone who would appreciate him. And fuck him really hard. He looked over at Kurt.

"You will never, ever have to be alone again."

Kurt smiled at him. "I know.