Eased Pain (Klaine)

Chapter 6: Blaine

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Chapter 6: Blaine

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I swear I could have punched Sebastian! What the fuck was his problem! Why would he call me that? Poor Kurt looked so betrayed. I should have mentioned Sebastian earlier. I'm not and never was in love whit him, I can only hope Kurt believes that. I am in love whit Kurt, and I pretty much told him that today and he blushed as red as a cherry. That means something, right? But what if he doesn't like me? After all, we just met. But why do I feel like I've known him my whole life?

I was sad when I pulled up to his house, knowing now he'd have to leave. He took off his seat belt and smiled at me; but his incredible, piercing eyes told how sad he was.

His luscious lips parted as he spoke," Thanks for today, Blaine. For sticking up to Karofsky, coffee, and the ride. I really appreciate it and I had a nice time. I couldn't help but smile back, even forced his are amazingly beautiful.

" Not a problem, Kurt. And, minus Sebastian, I enjoyed myself as well." I said, immediately regretting mentioning Sebastian.

His smile quivered a little but resumed as he spoke," Yeah, that part sucked. But, I'm not your parents or boyfriend or anything so I can't control who you  like, love, date or whatever. N- not that I would but- yeah, you get it." he mumbled stepping out of the car, his cheeks pink once more.  He is so adorable! My smile widened. I did feel really bad about him, and I could tell he wasn't exactly on Kurt's good side at the moment.  He probably wasn't even to fond of me at the moment. I was really going to have to talk to him about that pet name.

I just met Kurt, but I know already that I love him.  I cared about him, his safety, and happiness. If he wants to be with me, I'll be sure it happens. Even if hr doesn't, like I said, I don't want him to live in constant fear. It sucks.

" Will I see you tomorrow?" I asked hopeful.

" Yeah." he said, smiling and making my head spin. He was just fixing to walk away when he turned back to me," Shit! I hate to ask, but could you give me a ride tomorrow? My car is still at the school."

" Absolutely! I'll be here around 6:45, sound good?" I asked, now really looking forward to the next day.

" Yeah. Thanks, Blaine." he said,  blushing again. He turned and closed the car door, but I waiting until he was inside, safe and sound, before leaving.

I pulled into my driveway, still grinning. I was an hour early, but I doubt my dad will even notice. As I approached the door, worry flooded me. With my luck, this would be the one day he isn't passed out, drunk. And the whole time I was with Kurt I forgot about him. What if he found out I skipped school? What if he found out skipped school with a boy? What if he found out I was in love with that boy? I know he'd hurt Kurt as soon as he found out. i unlocked the door with a shaky hand and stepped inside. Relief flooded over me as I saw my dad drunk and sound asleep on the couch, as usual. I took my bags upstairs before going to the kitchen. I didn't eat at the coffee shop, so I decided on a salad as I thought about Kurt. Did I even have his number? I realized I didn't and my heart sank a little as I gathered all the ingredients. Then I thought about his voice and it reminded me he was in Glee Club. I was interested, being head Warbler just a few days ago, so I talked to the teacher about it, and he gave me his.

" Hello?" Mr. Shue answered. I talked quietly, but loud enough to where it wasn't too obvious.

" Uh- hi, Mr. Shue?" I asked.

" Speaking. Who's this?" he asked.

" Blaine. The one who talked to you earlier about joining Glee Club." I answered, putting some lettuce into a bowl.

" Oh yeah! What can I do for you?" he asked.

" I found someone to help me audition. He's in your club, and I was wandering if you could give me his number so I could ask him if he'd help me out." I said, a little awkward.

" Yeah that sounds fine. Which one?" he asked.

" I believe his name is Kurt. Yeah, Kurt Hummel." I said, acting as if I hadn't spent the whole day with him.

" Good choice. But he wasn't at practice today, so I don't know if he'll answer." Mr. Shue warned.

" Okay. When are they, anyways?" I asked, honestly not knowing.

" Mondays and Thursdays. Okay, here's that number," he said. As he recited the number I stored it into my phone.

" Thanks Mr Shue. I've got to go now! see you tomorrow! And thanks again." I said. I barley heard his response before I hung up. As I sat down to eat my salad I sent the number a text.

ME: Hello. Is this Kurt?

The reply was almost instant.

KURT: Hummel?

ME: yes

KURT: This is. Who is this?

I smiled and felt like turning it into a guessing game.

ME: A friend.

KURT: Karofsky?

ME: HELL NO!

That was all he needed.

KURT: Blaine?!?!

ME: Hey Kurt!

KURT: How did u get my #? I meant to ask for urs @ Lima Bean, but u no what happened.

ME: Mr. Shue. I want ur help with something.

KURT: Anything!

ME: Help me with an audition?

KURT: What r u auditioning 4?

ME: Glee Club

KURT: Glee Club! That's awesome! I'd luv 2 help!

I smirked at that response.

ME: Gr8! I really appreciate it!

KURT: Of course! When and where?

ME: After school 2morrow. Choir room or auditorium= ur choice.

KURT: I'll get back 2 u on that.

ME: sounds good!

KURT: So what might u b doing?

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We talked for over 3 hours that day. Around 6 I headed downstairs to cook dinner. I made Macaroni and Cheese. I put it in 3 bowls and took 2 upstairs. I gave one to Emily and put the other on my nightstand. This way, I'd be able to text Kurt and eat without my dad pounding me in the face. I went back down stairs and roused my dad from his day- long nap.

" What the hell do you want?" he asked in a slurred voice as he sat up.

" To give you your food." I answered, pushing the bowl towards him. He took it as I went to the kitchen and got him another beer.

" Good, now go the fuck away." he said, and I obeyed.

I trotted back upstairs. I texted Kurt until 2 in the morning, and I didn't want to stop. But he said he was getting tired, so I let him go. I went to sleep thinking about the next school day with Kurt.