Chapter 3 guys. Wow, this took longer then I wanted it to. Sorry if it's kinda bland, I promise it'll get more exciting as time goes by. Lave me reviews, follow me and favorite this story!

When Blaine awoke the next morning, he felt a pair of soft arms wrapped around him. He knew instantly they were Kurt's. This caused him to smile gently to himself, and snuggle further into his boyfriends arms.

"Morning." Kurt mumbled sleepily, he'd woken when he felt Blaine begin to stir.

"Morning." Blaine said in a soft response, his hazel eyes fluttering open and taking in his surroundings. Kurt's room. Hell, he didn't even remember falling asleep.

"So today, I was thinking we could go give Cooper a call? Let him know what happened, then, later tonight, you, me, Finn and dad could go get your stuff from your house. My dad would be there so your dad wouldn't dare lay a finger on you."

"That sounds good." Blaine had totally forgotten about Cooper, he was in LA filming some sort of movie, and Blaine hadnt even remembered.

"C'mon." Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's messy hair, then slowly got up off the bed and had begun to stretch, shuffling into the bathroom to shower and do his moisturizing routine. "We have to get ready for breakfast. I'm making blueberry pancakes."

Blaine felt a smile hit his face. Kurt's blueberry pancakes were the best.

Around 3pm, Cooper Anderson's cell phone begun to ring. Cooper tore his eyes away from the girl he'd been kissing, truth was; he didn't even know her name. It was Sally or Jennifer or something common like that.

"Hello?" The brunette asked, shooing the girl away from him and getting up off of his seat from his couch.

"Are you Cooper Anderson?" It was a slightly higher voice, but for sure male.

"Yeah, who's asking?" Cooper asked in a slightly harsher tone. If it was some sort of prank call, the 10th one that day, blood would be shed. He was getting sick of these.

"Kurt Hummel. Your brothers boyfriend."

Oh, so THIS was Kurt. Blaine always talked about Kurt, how beautiful he was, how perfect he was. He never heard the end if it.

"Oh, hey Kurt. How's little Blainey doing?" Cooper asked with a smirk, taking a sip from the bottle of alcohol in his right hand, he leaned against the counter as he did this, waiting for a response.

All he got was a heavy sigh.

"Not too good." Kurt then began to explain everything that had happened, and by the time Kurt finished, the alcohol bottle slipped from his hand and smashed on the floor.

No one hurt his baby brother and got away with it.

Sorry I'm a few days late guys. I've been sleeping...a lot. These chapters will get better. Stick with me!