|Why must you be?
Author: theklaineobsessed PM
What happens when Kurt get a gay cute roomate at NYADA who he becomes best friends with and hopes to be more? What will happen when Blaine has a boyfriend? Eventual Fairly soon Klaine! and Faberry.: Please R&R? ON HIATUSRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Blaine A. & Kurt H. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5,092 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 17 - Updated: 05-08-12 - Published: 04-10-12 - id: 8011357
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Chapter notes: If you are reading this then I am so sorry I haven't updated in so long, but I have been working on 'A New Dream' way too much lately and completely forgot about the other fic I had going! Sorry for keeping you waiting and thank you all for reading, your feedback means so much to me! Review? Enjoy! :D
Blaine tapped his pencil on his book; keeping in a perfect rhythm as he repeated the action. He felt Quinn poke him in the ribs but decided to ignore it. Why won't people ever leave me be? He thought to himself, but punished himself immediately. They are just looking out for me. They deserve to know.
He continued to tap his book, his leg moving when he had it on a nerve. Quinn sighed beside him and took the pencil from his hands. Everyone around them was talking so she put her hand over his and squeezed it gently, forcing Blaine to make eye contact with the blonde sat next to him.
"Blaine, what's wrong. Has something happened?" Blaine shook his head, forcing himself not to say anything. "Now Blaine, we both know that's not true! Tell me honey, you know you can tell me anything right?" she pushed. Why did she always have to push too far? Blaine thought, becoming angrier by the second. What was wrong with him? He had never been angry with Quinn like this before. Was it because what she was talking about? Or was it just the way she put it? No, it was the subject of the matter. Why couldn't she just drop it?
"Quinn, if there was something wrong- which there isn't" he continued when Quinn lifted a blonde eyebrow, cocking her head to the side and looking at me like I had said something that was obviously not true. Well, to be fair, it wasn't. "I would come and tell you, okay? I know I can trust you Quinny, and I would tell you" he said, physically feeling himself getting more and more irritated with his friend.
"Okay Blaine, I trust you, but I am always here okay? Whenever you need me" she said softly, squeezing my hand and bumping shoulders for extra emphasis. Blaine nodded stiffly and continued to copy down what was on the board, reaching over and taking the pencil back from Quinn's hand and doodling absentmindedly on my exercise book.
How could things change so dramatically in a matter of hours? He had trusted him before, but now, he had none left to give. His heart was broken in his ribcage, disappearing more and more by the second. It was best for Blaine to cut off from everyone else when he was grieving, obviously putting on a brave face for Kurt and Quinn and Rachel of course, they couldn't know what was wrong. He was best at handling things himself. Even if this thing was way too heartbreaking to handle, talking about it would only make things worse.
A wave of guilt washed over him like a tidal storm as he looked to the girl next to him who was now chatting with Joanne, the girl next to her. He seemed to recall telling him she hated her, so why was she talking to her now? Was she avoiding him? He must have been ruder than he thought.
He ripped of the corner of his paper and scribbled down a note; scrunching it in to a ball, opening Quinn's hand, placing it in and then closing her fingers around it. Quinn's conversation stopped with Joanne immediately and turned her torso towards me.
Quinn looked confused at Blaine, her eyebrows furrowing together in the middle. He nodded encouragingly at her and she opened the note, flattening it out on the palm of her hand.
Quinn smiled at the note and put it in her pocket, sure she would cherish it later when she was missing Blaine like she often did. Quinn kissed his cheek and tapped his nose.
"It's okay Blainers, I understand if you don't want to tell me. I just want you to know that I am always here okay? Right here, by your side, come what may" Quinn said in that famous wise old woman voice of hers that she had seemed to master.
"Thanks Quinn, you know that you mean a lot to me. I'm so sorry for talking to you like that, and I regret it so much now, but I just...I don't know, snapped I guess" Blaine tried to explain, moving his arms about. Quinn nodded understandingly and rubbed his arms.
"Don't worry sweetheart. Do you know, I'm pretty sure everyone thinks we are dating" Quinn said, making Blaine choke on laughter, tumbling from his lips and lightening his mood. How did she do that?
"So, how was music theory?" Kurt teased as he sat down opposite Blaine, pulling his wrap out from his bag and placing it on the cafeteria table in front of him, scrunching his nose adorably in disgust as he wiped a piece of food away from the space with a tissue he retrieved from his pocket.
"Ugh, the usual. Where is our Faberry clan today?" Blaine said with a pout, making Blaine giggle and tap his friend on the nose. Friend. Oh how he hated that word!
"Rachel took Quinn to the toilet, which is her code for 'let's go find a place to make out'" Kurt demonstrated the quote marks with his fingers. Blaine almost spat out his food with laughter. Lunch had always been the highlight of his days here, with or without his dose of Faberry, mostly it was Kurt. Why did Jonathon have to be there? Why couldn't her just sweep Kurt of his feet and run in to the sunset under a rainbow like those Disney films? Wow, those Disney princes have incredible lives he thought to himself.
"Yeah, that sounds like them" he said, shaking his head and taking another bit of the wrap Kurt had made him that morning, insisting that he treat him to one of his chicken tikka specialities, not to Blaine complaint, he lived off Kurt's food.
Blaine felt vibrations in his pocket and groaned, already knowing who it was. Kurt noticed Blaine's smile vanish from his face and became instantly worried for this man in front of me. He dug deep in to his pocket and pulled out his phone. Just as he guessed; Jonathon.
Hey baby. I just wanted to let you know that I really enjoyed Wednesday night. We shall do it again, tonight. Come over at 6 and I will treat you to the night of your life. Love you!-Jonxx
Blaine sighed shakily and his eyelids fluttered closed. What had he got himself in to this time? Why was he so trusting of the wrong people? Kurt deserved to know, but what would he think of him? Coward? Weak? Man who is not strong enough to stand up to someone? No, Kurt can't know, not yet anyway.
"Blaine? Are you okay over there?" Kurt asked, placing his baby soft hands on his forearms, Blaine instinctively covering it with his own, his olive skin and calloused fingers contrasting with Kurt's beautifully.
"Yeah, I'm okay Kurt. Don't worry about me" she said, shaking his head and looking down. He knew they just cared about him, but sometimes he just wished that he could be left to himself for a while.
"How can I not worry Blaine? You get a text message and your smile disappears and you go all sad on me. What is it?" Kurt pushed, just like Quinn had.
Blaine's mind was at war with itself. Should he tell him? He needed to know someday, that's for sure, but why did he want to know. He shouldn't tell him because of what he would think of him, he wouldn't ever want to be with him when he found out what he had let happen to him.
"No Kurt, I'm okay. I'll tell you later "Blaine answered, immediately regretting his words. Why had he said that? He wasn't going to say later, he had lied. The one thing he had promised himself he wouldn't do to Kurt!
"Okay, I'll look forward to it" Kurt finished, changing to a lighter subject of what they wanted to do that night.
Kurt couldn't help but worry for his friend. Ever since Wednesday night when he had come home he had feared the worst. That limp that Blaine was carrying was tiny and he did his best to cover it up, but Kurt had noticed immediately. He didn't want to confront him about it because he knew how sensitive Blaine could be about things, but he just couldn't stop the fretting that occupied his mind constantly. He always put on a brave face, but he knew Blaine well enough to know that that was just a mask he wore to stop questions from being asked.
He decided to drop the subject, finishing of the rest of his wrap and taking Blaine's empty bag where the food had been carried and walked over to the bin in the corner. He could feel Blaine's gaze on his back as he continued to walk across the cafeteria.
Blaine's eyes followed Kurt across the room and just seeing him walk with such confidence and with his head held high, not caring what people might say gave him the courage to reply.
I'm not really in the mood tonight and I promised Kurt I would have a Disney marathon. We've got the popcorn ad everything. I've been looking forward to it all week and don't want to cancel. Maybe another night-Blaine x
He took a deep breath and hit send; waiting for the notification to pop up telling him that it had been delivered did he let it out. Kurt slid back in to the seat opposite him and pulled him in to a conversation easily. Now he really did feel like a Disney marathon, even thought they had had a movie marathon last night too, just talking about Disney gave him this longing to see tangled again, even though he knew it word for words and recited it in his sleep.
"How would you feel about a Disney marathon tonight?" Blaine asked out of the blue suddenly in the middle of a conversation about what Rachel and Quinn were up to.
"Yeah, actually that would be great, but I really need to do some work at the same time though, so I might be rather distant but I need your opinion on a piece I am designing for my fashion class so yeah, I'm up for it" Kurt answered, resting his head on his hand and looking Blaine in the eye, staring in to the pools of honey and finding himself getting lost in the troubled soul of Blaine Anderson.
There was something wrong, and he was determined to find out what it was.
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