A/N: I do not own Dalton, I do not own Glee.

"Why did you kiss me back?"

"Hmm?"

"Why…did you kiss me back?"

"Why did you kiss me?"

"I obviously like you. I sang you a fucking song. I thought you were noticing things now, how did that manage to escape you?"

"I kissed you back because I like you too. And I noticed the song. I also noticed that you still have your sass, despite the fact that you just told me you like me through song."

"I love you."

"What?"

"I told you that I love you through song."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"…Well I don't think I'm there yet, but I definitely want to be around long enough to try."

"Excuse me? Is this some kind of sick joke? I pour my heart out to you and you sit there pretending like you reciprocate? Fuck you."

"Who says I'm pretending? And wasn't that the point of kissing me? To eventually be fucking me? Or have I been doing it wrong all these years…"

"Shut up Wright. Just 15 minutes ago you were whining about how in love with Kurt you are, and now you're telling me that you like me."

"So?"
"So? I'm not some fucking distraction from your angsty – teenage girl problems Logan. I'm a human, with feelings. And emotions. And right now you are doing something very weird to them, and I don't like the feeling."

"You sound like a 13 year old girl."

"Yeah, well. Bottling up your feelings for three years kind of does that to a person."

Any witty retort Logan had been preparing was silenced as it sunk in what Julian just said. "Uh, three years?"

"Yes. Three fucking years. Through Blaine. Through Josh. Through Kurt. Through everyone. I've sat over here fucking pining over you. And I just. I can't do this to myself anymore. And then after that thing on the steps…that stalker….I just. I'm being watched and followed, and pushed away by the one person I want to hold me at night and tell me it'll be ok. This is exhausting Logan."

Logan didn't know what to think. He never noticed any of this before, but if he thought back, he could remember things being said, things that were done, the fact that Julian always seemed to disappear when he had a boyfriend.

"Oh."

"Yeah. I just. Please leave me Logan. I need to get back to hoping I'll sleep tonight, and I'm sure you need to get back to whining to yourself about why Kurt chose Blaine over you-"

"-I don't want-"

"-Me. I know. Just go away Wright."

"NO. No. What I was trying to say is that I don't want to go back to 'wallowing over Kurt.' I don't want to think about Kurt anymore. Do you want to know why I've still be thinking about everything that happened with Kurt?"

"No. I don't want to hear anything about you and Kurt."

"It's because I was hurt about the fact that no one ever seemed to choose me. Even when I was dating someone, they always left me for someone better. I'm never enough for anyone. But you. You have the opportunity to date anyone you want, and yet….you choose me."

"Do you think I want this?"

"You can try to hurt me with words Larson, but I know you better than you think. You've already played your hand, and I know you care."

"What's your point?"

"My point, is that I want to try this. I want to try to make this work. I've seen the girls you've dated in Hollywood, and by those standards I can only assume the boys you've secretly dated. You can have any of the beautiful people, and still you chose me. You still chose me first over everyone. And I'm noticing that that makes me happier than anyone else has ever made me."

Julian just stared at Logan. Finally, he wiped the tears off his face, and crawled back into bed.

"You're just going to…go to sleep? Are you fucking kidding me?"

Julian rolled over to face Logan. "You know, for someone who's been so observant lately, you sure missed the biggest invitation. Come here and snuggle with me. I want to get some sleep tonight."

"Snuggle?"

"You want to try something with me? Hold me. I haven't had a decent sleep in months. And right now, all I really want to do is fall asleep in your arms."

This wasn't quite what Logan was expecting, but Julian has never really been what Logan expects. Logan sighed, pulled off his shirt, threw it somewhere and then crawled into Julian's bed and laid down next to him. Pulling Julian into his chest, he softly placed a kiss on Julian's forehead, and lay there silently before he was sure that Julian was asleep. Then Logan snuggled down deeper into the covers, pulling Julian closer, and he let himself fall asleep.

Logan knew tomorrow morning would be interesting. He knew they would have to work through a lot, and he knew that is would not be smooth sailing from here on out. But he also knew that starting to notice his surroundings, and noticing Julian, was probably the best thing that had ever happened to him.