Author Note: Here you go guys! So Kurt's going to sing some more. "~LALALALA~" equals singing in my world!

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Disclaimer: I do not own the song Love Don't Run by Steve Holy

Chapter 9

Kurt (PoV)

I was feeling guilty about running away from him, but I didn't know what else to do. Something was up with Harry and the fact Blaine knew wasn't helping. I just had to get out of there to regain some control of my emotions. I would figure everything out tomorrow.

I ignored Harry the next day. I know it wasn't fair to him, but keeping secrets wasn't fair to me. My friends could tell that something had happened between us. I was hiding in the choir room, waiting for Glee to start.

"Yo Kurt," Mercedes greeted from the doorway of the choir room.

"Hey Mercedes," I sighed.

"Something is definitely wrong with you?" she stated, "What happened between you and lover boy, you guys have only been datin' two days?"

"Nothing happened," I replied, but Mercedes could tell I was lying.

"Bullshit," she spat, "Now what is goin' on?"

"Blaine," I began, but she cut me off.

"Not that boy again," she shook her head in disgust.

"What?"

"Harry was ranting all of lunch about how this dude named Blaine said something to upset you. He asked us if we knew who you were talking about." She explained, "That white boy is nothing but trouble."

"What did you guys say?" I demanded.

"Well I wasn't gonna get involved, but Rachel told Harry it was Blaine Anderson, from Dalton. He's on his way there now trying to figure out what he said to you."

"What! And you just let him go!"

"Well yeah, it's not my job to stop him, it's yours. Besides, he doesn't even have a car. I'm sure you can catch up to him."

"I got to go." I grabbed my things as the rest of Glee entered the room.

"I've gotta give him props though, not many guys would care this much." She called after me, but I was too upset to answer her.

Harry (PoV)

After finding out where Dalton Academy was I borrowed the family car and headed over. The first thing I noticed about Dalton was the sense of magic I got from it. 'Well I definitely wasn't expecting Dalton to be a magic school,' I thought to myself. ´Well this gives me an idea of what Blaine told him.' I made sure my scar was covered before entering the main building.

The school was surrounded by wards, a muggle detection charm around the perimeter, and an anti magic charm surrounding the main building. I was surprised to find out that this school taught regular subjects as well as magical. Since I wasn't in uniform, the other students could tell I didn't exactly belong. A lean black student approached me.

"Hello," he greeted, "is there, by chance, anyway I can be of services?" he offered graciously.

"Yes, I'm looking for Blaine Anderson." I replied.

"Blaine? I believe he's in the library, studying for finals. I don't think it would be wise to disturb at this present time."

"Please,"

"David," he supplied.

"Please David, I'm a friend of Kurt's." I began.

"Kurt, as in Kurt Hummel, well why didn't you say so. Follow me." I thought his change in attitude was off not to mention the way he talked, but I followed him anyway. We reached the library, and found it to be packed with students, all of them crowding the main tables, except for one student who was alone in an alcove.

"Is that him?" I asked, and David nodded, "Well thank you."

"Your welcome." He replied before excusing himself. I approached Blaine with less hostility than before.

"Blaine Anderson?" I asked, he nodded yes without looking up. I sat down at the table with him.

"Listen, finals are coming up and I need to study," he began to complain till he looked up, "Who are you?"

"I'm Kurt's boyfriend," I replied and his eyes got wide.

"Harry Potter?" he choked out, and I loudly shushed him. This caught a couple people's attention.

"Yes that is my name," I tried to continue.

"The Harry Potter?" he demanded, "Are you the Harry Potter?"

"Listen Blaine, I need to know exactly what you told Kurt yesterday." I pushed on, ignoring his remarks. Suddenly he jumped across the table and pushed my bangs away.

"It is you," he gasped, almost everyone in the library was looking at us now.

"Quiet down," I snapped, while pushing my bangs flat.

"I'm sitting next to Harry Potter," he nearly shouted. Murmurs of my name ricochet throughout the library, as everyone slowly realized that a famous wizard was sitting in their library. Almost all at once they got up and stampeded over. I grabbed Blaine's arm and dragged him into the maze of isles.

"Look what you did now genius." I spat, while trying to find an exit out of here.

Kurt (PoV)

When I approached the school, it was utter chaos, the name Harry Potter leaving everybody's lips, and the topic of everybody's conversation. All the girls were gushing about how hot he looked without his glasses and the guys debating if they would be able to duel with him. I made my way through the crowd until I found someone familiar.

"David!" I called out, trying to catch his attention.

"Kurt!" he greeted in return, "What brings you here?"

"I'm looking for Blaine," I replied.

"Ah, your friend showed up about a half-hour ago asking the same thing. However, I don't think now is a good time. The school is going insane."

"I can see that, but please, I need to talk to them." I begged.

"Alright, last I heard from Blaine they were hiding out in the basement of the library. I think you're small enough that I can sneak you in through the window." I followed him out onto the main grounds and to the small window, which Blaine was trying to squeeze out of. Harry was holding onto his arms, trying to pull him out.

"Come on! Soon people are going to remember this window, and then where will we be." Blaine finally got leverage and pushed himself through.

"You two have some explaining to do." I snapped, scarring both of them.

"Kurt!" they gasped in unison.

"We're leaving this mad house." They both nodded, afraid to question me.

"Uhm, Harry," David spoke up from behind me, "Is there any chance," he cleared his throat, "couldIgetanautograph?" he rushed the words together it took me awhile to understand. Harry was about to disagree, when he nodded.

"Yeah, why not, I won't be staying here much longer." David pulled out a pen and paper, which Harry quickly wrote his name on.

"Thank you." He nearly squealed before, stopping himself.

"We're leaving now!" I ordered, and stormed off to my car.

Since we all had our own cars we decided we would meet up again at my house. Harry and Blaine sat on my bed as I paced the floor beside them.

"Listen Kurt, I don't think Blaine has to be here. He didn't do anything wrong." Harry started to explain but I stopped him.

"But he knew. He knew more about you than me, your boyfriend!" I shouted back, "Why?" I tried not to show him how hurt I really was.

"How did you know? I mean besides the obvious answer of school." Harry questioned Blaine, who for once in his life was quiet.

"My cousin went to school with you. Justin Finch-Fletchy. He told me there was a rumor that you were in America. So when Kurt said Harry Potter, well I had to know if it was you."

"You're cousin is Justin. Then you heard all the stories, good and bad."

"Are you referring to the incident in your second year?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Will you two shut up!" I yelled in disbelief, "The only thing I want to hear out of either of you is an explanation."

"Blaine," Harry sighed in defeat, "leave, now."

"What? Why?" Blaine argued.

"He is not leaving." I stated, stomping my foot like a child throwing a tantrum.

"He is leaving," Harry replied, you are leaving Blaine, because I need to tell Kurt the truth. He deserves that."

"Harry you can't! It's illegal! You could get sent to Azkaban!"

"I don't care, and if Kingsley wants to send me to Azkaban, well I don't think that will be a problem." Harry tried to reassure Blaine.

"Then why can't I stay?" Blaine asked, although he was already standing, ready to go.

"Because, I don't want you to get involved, like you said, it's illegal." I started to feel bad. Maybe I had been selfish. Blaine waved goodbye, and then left without another word.

"Harry." I began but was at a loss for words.

Harry (Pov)

"Kurt," I could see regret in Kurt's eyes, I stood next to him, placing my hand on the side of his face. Caressing his cheek I kissed him gently.

"Harry, I'm sorry. I just. I thought." His eyes began watering.

"Kurt, I understand. I know what it's like when people keep secrets from you. I'm not normal Kurt. I have a whole other life in Britain. That's exactly why I left. To get away, start new, try to live a normal life."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for things to get this bad. I just wanted to know everything about you. Cause I care about you." I wrapped him into a tight hug.

"I know," I kissed him again; "I just don't want to lose you."

"You don't have to tell me, I'll give you your privacy." Kurt explained.

"You could live with just the knowledge that I'm not normal." I asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"You won't lose me if you don't tell me." he replied.

"That's not what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid I'll lose you if I do tell you." He gasped in shock but to his credit didn't push away.

"~This is gonna hurt, this is gonna hurt like hell. This is gonna damn near kill me, sometimes the truth ain't easy. I know that you're scared of telling me something. I don't wanna hear, but baby believe that. I'm not leaving, you couldn't give me one good reason.~"

"Kurt," I sighed, but he stopped me.

"~Love don't run, love don't hide. It won't turn away or back down from a fight. Baby I'm right here and I ain't going anywhere. Love's too tough it won't give up no not on us. Baby Love don't run.~"

"Kurt," I tried to reason.

"~Let's lay it on the line, I don't care if it takes all night. This is gonna make us stronger, it's gonna make forever longer. I know it'd be easier walking away but what we got is real. And I wanna save us, baby we can do it, Baby we'll get through it 'cause.~"

"But," I argued, or at least attempted too.

"~Love don't run, love don't hide. It won't turn away or back down from a fight. Baby I'm right here and I ain't going anywhere. Love's too tough it won't give up no not on us. Baby Love don't run. So come over here and lay down in my arms. Baby tell me everything that's on your heart, 'cause.~"

"Love?" I gasped, finally listening.

"~I won't run, and I won't hide. I won't turn away, I just wanna make things right. Baby I'm right here and I ain't going anywhere. Love's too tough it won't give up no not on us. Baby Love don't run. Baby Love don't run.~"

"You love me?"

"Out of the whole song, that is the only thing you hear?" he teased.

"No, but." He shushed me this time.

"I'm not saying I love you, but I think that there is a high possibility of me falling in love with you. And whether you tell me or not, that's not going to change how I feel."

"Did anyone ever tell you, that you look beautiful when you sing?" I kissed him before he could answer.

"That's changing the subject, but I'll allow it for now." This time he kissed me.

"I promise you that one day, you will know everything." I assured him.

"I trust you." He replied, and suddenly everything was alright.

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