The Singer And The Musician - Klaine [DISCONTINUED]

9

"What're you going to tell Emma?" Blaine asked slowly, preparing for the worst. He and Kurt were still stood in the choir room.

"Oh God, this is going to be complicated," Kurt replied.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead," Kurt said, not trying to hide the confusion in his voice.

"What exactly did that kiss mean?"

Kurt sat in silence for a moment before answering, "I've had a crush on you since that day we formally met after school right here. I accidentally called you Blake, remember?" he grinned.

"Oh, yes, I definitely remember that day. I always thought you were actually interested until Emma... Which brings us back full circle." The shorter boy gestured for Kurt to answer the unasked question.

"I don't even know what to tell her right now." Kurt rubbed a temple with his palm, suddenly overcome with so many things at once.

"Don't you want to keep dati-"

"I'm gay, Blaine," Kurt deadpanned. "Don't make me feel even more guilty for this. Do you know how happy I felt from the smile my dad gave me when he found out I was going on a date with my girlfriend?"

"So... You wouldn't want to date me anyway because your father would be upset?" Blaine asked hesitantly.

"No, God no, Blaine. Look, everything is coming out all wrong because I'm a jumble of thoughts and feelings at the moment. Let me figure this shit out. I'll talk to Emma, talk to my dad, and then I'll come running back to you."

"I like that idea," Blaine said.

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No amount of times of talking at a mirror could prepare Kurt for this. He felt disgusted at himself, sorry for Emma, and so many good things about Blaine. It was all becoming really confusing.

Kurt honestly couldn't think of a good place to break the news to Emma. But there really is no good place for this kind of situation, is there? He settled for the park, as it would provide fresh air to breathe and the overall atmosphere was just calming.

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea considering how romantic parks usually are considered to be. When he'd said "It took me quite a while to work up the guts to say this", she'd responded with that laugh of hers and said, "You're not proposing to me, are you? Because I don't think we're ready for that." Which caused Kurt to freeze. She was making jokes about proposing. He felt like the world's biggest douche.

"Actually, no. I mean, high school is definitely too early anyway but that's not it," he said.

"Then what would you possibly have to tell me, silly?" He neglected to answer and just shifted his gaze to a tree to his right. "Oh my gosh, do you- are you breaking up with me?"

Kurt just continued to stare at the tree, fascinated by its rotten leaves and dead twigs...

"Kurt? Are you- are you breaking up with me?"

Kurt sighed, never moving his gaze from the tree, "It's not you. It's me."

Emma laughed hollowly and stood up, "That's the most cliché break up line in the book! If you don't like me, just say so."

"I do like you." Kurt finally looked up, meeting her gaze and staring at her with apologetic eyes, "Maybe we could still be friends?"