Little White Lies

Realisation

"Blaine, can you sit down please?" Mr. Schue frowned at the boy who suddenly appeared next to him at the front of the choir room.

"Nope. I'm gonna sing a song for everyone because none of these idiots seem to believe that I can actually sing."

Mr. Schue gestured for Blaine to start singing as the Spanish teacher sat in a seat on the front row.

Blaine took a deep breath before opening his mouth to sing.

Little do you know
How I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know
I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know
I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece

If Blaine wasn't fighting back tears he'd be laughing at the way almost everyone's mouths fell open.

Little do you know
I need a little more time

Blaine squeezed his eyes shut. Trying to block out those blue eyes which were staring at him with confusion and slight realisation.

Underneath it all I'm held captive by the hole inside
I've been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind
I'm ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight

Blaine mentally face palmed when he made the mistake of looking towards the porcelain skinned boy sat on the back row. He wouldn't be able to look away now.

Little do you know
I need a little more time

Mercedes raised her eyebrow at her best friend who was staring into Blaine's eyes which were looking right back.

I'll wait, I'll wait
I love you like you've never felt the pain,
I'll wait
I promise you don't have to be afraid,
I'll wait
The love is here and here to stay
So lay your head on me

Rachel grinned as she watched Blaine singing to Kurt. She knew Blaine Anderson liked Kurt!

Little do you know
I know you're hurting while I'm sound asleep
Little do you know
All my mistakes are slowly drowning me
Little do you know
I'm trying to make it better piece by piece

Blaine swallowed as he tried to keep his tears from falling. School was almost over. He could do this.

Little do you know
I, I love you 'til the sun dies

Blaine gritted his teeth as the first tear slipped down his cheek. There was no stopping them now.

Oh wait, just wait
I love you like I've never felt the pain,
Just wait
I love you like I've never been afraid,
Just wait
Our love is here and here to stay
So lay your head on me

Kurt shoved back the sudden urge to run up and envelope the crying boy and never let go.

I'll wait, I'll wait
I love you like you've never felt the pain,
I'll wait
I promise you don't have to be afraid,
I'll wait
The love is here and here to stay
So lay your head on me
Lay your head on me
So lay your head on me

'Cause little do you know
I, I love you 'til the sun dies

Blaine kept staring at Kurt intensely as tears created rivers on his cheeks.

Kurt tilted his head as he continued to look into a pair of strangely familiar hazel eyes.

Mr. Schue awkwardly began clapping his hands together as Blaine wiped at his cheeks furiously once he remembered where he was.

"That was- uh -a great performance, Blaine."

Blaine turned to look at the Glee coach before backing away slowly.

"Where're you going?" Mr. Schue frowned at the boy who froze in the door frame as he stared at Kurt once more before spinning around and darting out of the room, his retreating feet echoing in the hallway as he ran down the corridor.

Kurt was vaguely aware of conversation starting up around him as he continued to stare at the door which Blaine had just left through.

"Kurt? You okay?" Mercedes waved a hand in front of Kurt's face, bringing the boy back to reality.

"What? I- uh - oh." Kurt shook his head in confusion as the New Directions fell silent and turned to watched the boy with worry on their faces.

"Kurt, what's wrong?" Finn frowned at his step-brother, "Why was Blaine looking at you so much?"

"R-remember that weird dream I told you about this morning, 'Cedes?"  Kurt ignored Finn as he spoke, now staring at the red plastic chair in front of him.

"The one about the guy who saved you from a car crash?" Mercedes sighed as Kurt flinched at the words.

"Y-yeah that one. And remember how I told you that he kept staring at me and how I told you that his eyes were really pretty and-and hazel and everything?"

"Yeah... But what does this have to do with anything?"

"Blaine's eyes look the same as the guy's eyes from my dream. Like, exactly the same." Kurt turned to Mercedes.

"What're you saying?"

"I-I think I knew Blaine before my-my accident."