So here's the sequel to 'The Breaking of Blaine Anderson' which would be nice if you read but it's not really essential since he will explain everything to Kurt at some point and some things happen between the two stories so only I know!

This chapter and the next are both around Never Been Kissed and I love how they met so I kept to the original script which was written by Brad Falchuk (thank you!) and not me, I'll underline the parts that are the script, which might annoy you but I just want to make it clear that I'm not taking any credit for writing it.

Lyrics: Teenage Dream - Katy Perry.

I was caught up in the rush of other students after losing track of time; Thad was going to kill me if I didn't hurry but suddenly someone touched my shoulder.

"Um, excuse me can I ask you a question – I'm new here," the boy said shyly and swallowing my lust I stuck out my hand.

"My name's Blaine," God I hadn't smiled like this in a while.

"Kurt," perfect should be your name I thought suddenly, "so what exactly is going on?" He motioned at the chaos around us.

"The Warblers," I explained remembering I was late, "every now and again they throw an impromptu performance in the senior commons, tends to shut the school down for a while." I watched as boys came spilling in from every direction, watching me curiously as stood here for an idle chat when I was going to be late.

"So wait the Glee club is here kinda cool?" I laughed and decided to show off a bit, I mean he was just too cute.

"The Warblers here are like rock stars," I grabbed his hand and pulled him along, "come on I'll show you." We ran down the now empty corridor to the senior common room, our arms were attached awkwardly but I just didn't want to let go, he seemed to fit me perfectly. I had to stop using that word.

"Ooh I stick out like a sore thumb," he stated as we piled into the common room, now full to the brim with boys.

"Next time don't forget your jacket, new kid," I sorted his collar, more for a reason to touch him as it was pretty much perfect (fuck), "you'll fit right in. Now excuse me," I backed away into the Warbler formation that had become like second-nature, we started up and I couldn't help but get a bit playful with our minimal routine. Something inside me wanted to pull it off just right for Kurt, I wanted to show him exactly what it was like to be a Warbler and how good it felt.

You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong I know you get me
So I'll let my walls come down, down
Before you met me I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy

His smile was intoxicating, how was I remembering the words?

You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine

Our eyes were glued to each other, or maybe he just didn't know how to look away from me?

Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you

Had I? Who the fuck picked this song?

My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans

I was finally thankful for the simple choreography, I don't think I could have remembered any other steps, or taken my eyes away from Kurt any more than I already had to.

Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
You make me feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops

That smile, those eyes, those pants… My heart was going to explode… well something else definitely was. Whoa what?

When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

"So what did you think?" I said as casually I possibly could.

"Definitely rock stars in the making," he fluttered back, I could have looked into his eyes forever but he glanced at his shoes suddenly. "Blaine, I'm not really a new kid… I'm, well I've been sent here to spy."

"Spy?" I laughed, "from where?"

"McKinley High… Our Glee club wanted to scoop out the competition and I was elected, well forced," he looked sour at that so I decided I would take the adorable boy and his homemade uniform for coffee in the study halls.

"This is Wes and David," I motioned to the newly appointed council members, I was still so proud of the boys for making it.

"It's very civilized to meet me for coffee before you beat me up for spying," Kurt said softly, how did everything he say turn me on?

"We're are not going to beat you up," Wes assured him, the Asian boy had a very strong aversion to violence, not that it was a bad quality in him just he was no fun to game with.

"We thought you were such a terrible spy, it was sort of, endearing," David laughed.

"Which made me think spying on us isn't really the reason you came," I said with my usual charm and questioning eyebrow, it was a mystery how I was keeping so normal in front of him. Kurt's face dipped and he looked nervous for a second.

"Uhh," he coughed uncomfortably, "can I ask you guys a question? Are you guys all gay?" We all laughed, mainly at how cute he was and how obviously embarrassed he was to be asking something so bluntly.

"Uh, uh no, I mean I am," I stuttered but over the past year saying it had become like saying my name, easy, "these two both have girlfriends." The boys smiled widely and again I wondered how they parted each other for long enough to actually spend time with the girls.

"This isn't a gay school," David said sternly, "we just have a zero tolerance harassment policy."

"Everybody gets treated the same," Wes piped up, "no matter what they are, it's pretty simple." Wes' hand dropped to my knee and I smiled softly, these guys were so good to me. My smile faded however when I saw Kurt start to tear up, he sniffed elegantly and I wanted to hug him and never let go but I had just met this boy and we made him cry.

"Will you guys excuse us?" I asked Wes and David knowing this was going to be personal.

"Take it easy Kurt," Wes said comfortingly before standing casually on David's foot to keep him from saying anything insensitive.

"I take it you're having trouble at school?" Way to go Captain Obvious I scolded myself internally but kept my face curious and open.

"I'm, the only person out of the closet at my school," he whispered tearfully and my heart broke slightly, knowing exactly where he was coming from. "And I try and stay strong about it, there's this Neanderthal who's made it his mission to make my life a living hell and no one seems to notice." He kept his eyes on the ground and the tears kept falling and for the first time in my life I decided to be brave.

"I know how you feel, I got taunted at my old school," Yeah taunted, truthful, "And it really pissed me off," understatement of the century. "I complained about it to the factuality but you could just tell, no one really cared," more like they said it, "it was like 'hey if you're going to be gay your life is going to be miserable, sorry nothing we can do about it.' So I left and I came here, simple as that." You're such a good liar Anderson. "So you have two options, I mean I'd love to tell you just come and enroll here but tuition is sorta steep and I know that's not an option for everyone or you could refuse to be the victim. Prejudice is just ignorance and you have a chance to teach him." Where the hell was I getting this from?

"How?" He asked quietly, I nearly missed it.

"Confront him, call him out!" I was suddenly full of confidence, "I ran Kurt, I didn't stand up. I let bullies chase me away and its something I really, really regret," I knew that it wasn't all that simple but I did let myself be attacked, I didn't stand up for myself and I let all that happened happen to me. Kurt wiped away the last few tears, looking at me with his glassy grey eyes and this look of wonder in them that made my heart swell. I couldn't decide if what I was feeling was just a paternal feeling for Kurt, he was so cute, like an injured baby deer or if that fluttering really was spreading… south.

"I better go," he stood up without saying what he thought of my outburst but there was a smile on his face that told me he they were still playing on his mind, I smiled at thought of being in his head. I showed him out and he turned back, "Blaine, thank you. I just wish I could be half as confident as you about this…"

"Don't sweat it, just gimme your number and I'll make sure you don't forget," I flipped out my own phone and he read out his number, I saved it as Kurt Cutie, not knowing his surname or bothering to ask. "I'll text you tomorrow," I winked playfully and he blushed furiously before hurrying away into his huge navigator.

That night in the showers it was hard to keep his face out of my mind, the tightness of his pants, his big grey eyes looking at me from below...

"Oh fuck," I growled as I spilt over my hand and tried to slow my breathing. I hadn't touched myself apart from when Ben had made me and the thought of it made me shudder at the memories but now I was desperately hard, there was no way I could have ignore my 'problem' like I had before in the past. Was this Kurt's fault? I had just met him... I didn't even know if I felt that way about him.

I decided that if I was going to make this work, even on a friendship level, I was going to have to take it as slow as possible; my past 'experiences' had all been rushed and terrifying. After being used as a sex toy by Ben for most of freshmen year the fact I was even imagining Kurt in that way was incredible, I was just getting comfortable with JJ, Wes and David touching me after a year away from Ben; getting intimate with someone was a whole new level. As I dried off I tried my best to ignore the dark scars that littered my body, I tried to ignore the memory of Ben hissing derogatory words in my ears about them and the itching to make more.

I was going to be the boy that I showed Kurt today, the only person standing in my way was me and that was no longer a good enough excuse; I was an Anderson and finally I was beginning to accept that as whatever I made of it.