"You Belong With Me"
It was Kurt's second day at Dalton when Andrew noticed him. Kurt was standing next to Blaine, smiling. Blaine was saying good-bye, as he dropped him off to his class after lunch.
Contrary to popular belief, Blaine was not the most popular guy at Dalton. He was not even the most popular gay guy at Dalton. Certainly he was very well-liked, and probably the most popular of the Warblers, but Andrew was definitely the most sought-after gay male on the campus.
He was tall, blonde, a straight-A student, president of the debate club, and the captain of both the crew and track teams. His bright blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight, gleamed in the moonlight, and his smile would probably save New York City its lighting bill for a month.
"Hey, Blaine." Andrew flashed his smile. Even though he was speaking to Blaine, his eyes never left Kurt.
"Hi, Drew." Blaine's voice was monotone and cold. He glanced from Andrew to Kurt back to Andrew. He heard his blood boiling in his ears, as he noticed Andrew's eyes were tracing Kurt's figure, and even more when he saw Kurt blush.
"And, who is this?" Blaine tried to suppress his nausea at the way Drew was looking at Kurt.
Blaine hesitated just long enough to allow Kurt to answer for himself. He stuck his hand out, "Kurt." It reminded Blaine of their first meeting on the stairs.
"Andrew Murphy." He took Kurt's hand and kissed it. "You must be new. I would have remembered such a handsome face."
"I-um-I got here yesterday." Kurt managed to stammer.
He was still grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Well, I'm glad you did. If you're free…"
"Kurt, you should probably get into your class." Blaine snapped, interrupting Andrew.
"Blaine, please. Kurt, I will allow you to get to class, I promise, but first, could I maybe get your phone number?" He was smiling a sickeningly charming smile, as he handed Kurt his phone.
Kurt's blush spread from his cheeks all across his face and ears. "Y-yes, of course." With trembling hands, he took the proffered Blackberry and typed in his name and number.
"Have fun in class." Andrew winked and strode away.
"Kurt, you should know…" Blaine stopped himself. Kurt was grinning. It was the first time that he had seen Kurt really smile at someone other than himself.
"Blaine, thanks for walking me to class. I'll see you later." Kurt nodded to Blaine, the blush still painted across his face. He entered his class.
Blaine leaned against the wall. His glare caused a few students entering the class to shrink in fear, but he couldn't help it, and he was more grateful that he had a free fifth period than he had since he went to see Kurt after Karofsky kissed him. He stayed that way until arms hooked under his own and dragged him off.
"You're going to need to lose the I-will-kill-Andrew-Murphy-because-he-was-flirting- with-Kurt-glare. It's really not flattering." David shook his head, as he and Wes caught Blaine by the arms, and pulled him down the hall.
"Did you see the way he was looking at him? He was practically undressing him with his eyes! It was fucking shameless!"
"Oh, because you were so modest when you were singing 'Teenage Dream' to Kurt, right?" Wes chimed in.
"No, Blaine," David grabbed Blaine by the shoulders and forced the shorter boy to look at him. "You're just upset because someone else got Kurt all blushing and flustered. You knew when you decided to become Obi-Wan to Kurt's Luke Skywalker that there was a chance that Kurt would find someone else."
"But Andrew is not right for him."
"You want Kurt to be happy, right?" Wes's sage voice was really irritating right now and the last thing Blaine wanted to hear.
"Well, yes, of course, but…"
"Blaine, Andrew is a great guy. He is smart and talented. Just because your relationship with him ended in an admittedly rather bloody fight…"
"I was going to kill myself if you sang just one more of your sappy lost-love songs." David interjected.
"Just because that happened with you, does not mean that's what will happen with Andrew and Kurt. Andrew is charming and just really nice, okay?"
"That's the problem!" By this time they had reached the common room. Blaine collapsed on the couch, burying his head in his hands. "Drew is a perfectly wonderful person unless you date him. He's a perfect gentleman until a relationship becomes official, and goes back to being a gentleman the second it's over. When he's in a relationship he gets pushy and manipulative, and goddammit, Kurt deserves better than that."
"You mean, Kurt deserves you." David cocked an eyebrow.
"No! I mean, yes. I mean…I like him, a lot. I would like to be with him, but even if that couldn't happen, Drew isn't good enough to be in a relationship with Kurt. He'd be a great friend for Kurt, but…"
"Look." Wes cut in, "Maybe, you have a point. I haven't spoken to anyone else about Andrew's relationship habits, so I'll have to trust you, but maybe he's changed. You guys went out two years ago. Maybe, he'll be just what Kurt wants." Blaine began to protest, "I'm not saying he will be, but if he is, you should be happy for them. We'll just keep an eye out for Kurt. Now, are you going to stop wanting to kill Andrew Murphy?"
"No, but I won't try anything."
"Fair enough." David said. The two said their goodbyes and exited the room, leaving Blaine to wallow.
It only got worse when Blaine returned to Kurt's classroom. He always walked Kurt to his classes. It had become ritual, well that was what Blaine had planned because really he had only done it for a day and a half. As he approached, he saw Kurt leaning against the wall just outside the classroom. Kurt clutched his binder to his chest and was looking up through his long, beautiful eyelashes at Andrew, who was leaning down far too close to Kurt's face. Yet again, Kurt seemed to be blushing.
"Kurt, ready for your next class?" Blaine interrupted in a voice that sounded very loud to his own ears. The two snapped from their moment, but Kurt didn't stop smiling.
"I'll walk him, Blaine. It's on my way, anyhow." Andrew smiled at Blaine, and Blaine felt his throat tighten.
"Oh…well…fine, then. Kurt, I'll see you at Warblers rehearsal."
"Okay, see you, Blaine!" Kurt waved sweetly, and Andrew took Kurt's books and binder into his arm. They turned and walked the other way down the hall.
As Blaine turned to go to his own class, his fists clenched so hard his knuckles turned white. He decided he might have to rethink that promise to Wes and David.
Blaine didn't see Kurt until Warblers rehearsal. He had hoped to see him in the halls, preferably alone to talk to him, or at least to keep an eye on what Andrew was doing, but that didn't happen. Then, Kurt waltzed in the practice room with a sappy grin on his face. Blaine felt his stomach fall through to his feet.
Kurt's expression fell as soon as he saw Blaine. He looked like he was about to say something, but then he didn't. He sat next to Blaine as usual, and even though Kurt wasn't really that far away from him, it seemed like the hardest distance to cross to reach him.
They worked through "Hey, Soul Sister" a few times. Blaine was obviously not as into it as he usually was, and Wes threw in a warning glance.
After a nod, Blaine was able to force out some energy to actually connect with the music. He really does like this song, but today, he hardly felt like he could sing at all, especially because Kurt kept sending him worried, almost ashamed looks. Blaine couldn't help but to jump to conclusions on why he should look ashamed.
After rehearsal, Blaine tried to pack quickly, but Kurt's hand on his shoulder stopped him. "After everyone leaves, can we talk?"
Blaine ran his hand through his hair, looking up and wishing there was some way to say, no, to say he had work to do and not talk about this, but even if he said any of those things, Kurt would find him. Eventually, some things needed to be said.
The room was finally empty. David, the last to leave, shot Blaine a look, and then the silence in the room started to grow. It swelled, pushing oppressively on the walls of the room and on the two occupants. Blaine and Kurt stood about three feet apart, and neither seemed to be able to move closer or farther from each other.
After what may have been seconds or hours or years, Kurt took a deep breath and spoke, "So, Blaine, um, today with Drew…"
"Yeah?" Blaine fell into one of the wooden chairs. God, he did not want to have this conversation.
"You seemed really angry, and I was just wondering…"
He paused, and Blaine looked up at him.
"Are you still in love with Drew?"
"What?" Blaine's jaw dropped.
"He told me that you two went out a couple years ago, and you seemed so angry when he asked for my number today, I was just wondering if maybe you still had feelings for him."
"No. I don't have any feelings for Drew anymore." Blaine wanted to scream,but, of course, he didn't, instead forcing out words in a calm, even voice.
"You're sure? Because he asked me out to lunch this weekend, and I think I'd like to say, yes, but if it would make things awkward between us, I won't." The words spilled out of his mouth, but suddenly he became very quiet. He sat next to Blaine, and covered his hand with his own. "Blaine, you are my best friend. I am more comfortable with you than I ever have been with anyone at McKinley, even Mercedes. I wouldn't trade our friendship for anything. Please, tell me you're okay with me dating Drew."
Blaine chuckled humorlessly, "I am very much over Drew. If you want to date him, I won't stop you."
Kurt frowned, "Are you happy for me? I mean, I'm going to be going on a date with a boy who asked me out! Blaine, this is really big for me. I want you to be happy about this." He was almost whimpering by the end.
He looked at the need for validation in Kurt's eyes. He wished there was a way to tell Kurt about Andrew's issues without sounding like a jealous ex-boyfriend, but that didn't seem possible. He did want Kurt to be happy. Maybe, Andrew was getting better. He sighed. "Of course, I'm happy for you, Kurt." He took a moment before continuing, "And, I'm happy for Drew. He's lucky to be dating you." He he turned his hand to squeeze Kurt's that was still on his.
A flush rose to Kurt's cheeks, and Blaine loved it. He loved when Kurt blushed. The younger boy smiled, grabbed his bag and moved to exit the room. Blaine stayed in his chair.
"Nothing's changed with us, right? We're okay?" Kurt turned right before leaving the room.
Blaine looked at the boy in the doorway and answered sincerely, "We're fine. Nothing's changed."
Kurt smiled again and left.
Blaine covered his face with his hands again.
"I'm still crazy about you, and you still don't have a clue."