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Also, thanks to J.K.Rowling for changing my life since childhood and making me who I am today. And the same goes to Darren Criss, who taught me that life exists to be actually lived, to be yourself, proud of who you are and that we're all beautiful, no matter what and we should do whatever we can to help people.

When they pulled back they smiled once more and they started walking towards the front of the house; and when he opened the door, a smiling and, also, familiar face greeted them –for Kurt, for the second time in the day.

“Oh, um, hi,” the nervous smile turned into a frown when those hazel eyes settled on the short, brunette girl.

“Why, hello?” Rachel greeted tentatively with a surprised smile and feinted to hold out her hand, swinging her eyes from the stranger to Kurt’s wide eyes and scandalized expression. She frowned too, for a second before raising her eyebrows and exhaling with a laugh, realizing something. “Why, hello, indeed, my name is Rachel Berry,” she reached out decidedly to shake Blaine’s hand, which was dangling at the side of his body. He looked taken aback for a moment before reciprocating the kind smile, feeling sort of shaken up himself. “And you are?” she encouraged him, still clasping his hand but Blaine was too busy staring like dumbly at Kurt, his head hanging low but the outrage written all over his features. Blaine imagined him basically spitting his disgust to his face and he would have still felt as intimidated and belittled.

“Blaine, Blaine Anderson,” he tightened his lips in an apologetic way for the delay.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Blaine Anderson,” she nodded with a secretive smile. “I’ll leave you two alone,” he turned to her friend knowingly and left, not without subtly winking at a further befuddled Blaine.

An unresolved silent settled in when Rachel’s footsteps faded and he had no idea where to start.

“Huh… Hi,” he repeated. Kurt was clutching at the threshold with his left hand over his head, the other one in his pocket. His eyes were still strained, fixed on his feet and Blaine could see the way he was about to tear the inner flesh of his lower lip apart with his teeth. He blinked ploddingly and looked up.

“What—What are you doing here? What do you want?” he sighed pointedly, annoyed.

“I… wanted to talk to you,” he shrugged, trying to pluck up some courage –not to mention, patience.

“Well, I told you yesterday and I still don’t understand why you would ever want to talk to me and I don’t—”

“Jesus, Kurt!” he exclaimed abruptly and stamping in desperation. Kurt winced softly and opened his eyes with surprise. “Would you just… shut up, for a second?” he begged, still showing frustration with his whole body language. When Kurt didn’t say anything and stood there, frozen but seemingly willing to listen, Blaine continued. “Look, I’m just going to be honest and, like… Tell you the truth.”

Summary: 1956. Blaine moves to Lima, Ohio from New York. His new friends, David and Nick lead him to make the best decision he’s ever made: attend to a dance, where he happens to meet Kurt Hummel, a complicated and gorgeous guy that drives Blaine insane.

Rated: T

Genre: Romance/Drama

Chapters: 11

Words:  44,947

Pairing: Blaine A. & Kurt H.

Notes: The one that has more development in the whole fic, like.. ever. Too much perhaps, idk.

filed under: #my fanfic #walk the line