your green eyes on my red face

blaine anderson is best friends with quinn fabray, which would be absolutely perfect if he didn't have a raging crush on her younger brother, who happens to be the star quarterback, and completely hot. ~The frustration on his face was probably fairly obvious from Quinn’s light tut and the way she shifted around til she was sat up on the bed. “Blaine, you’re ridiculously handsome, stupidly talented, and a genuinely nice guy - you’ll find someone, ok? One of those preppy boys in blazers will kiss you soon.”  And whilst he appreciated her validation, he really did, that was part of the issue. He didn’t want one of the preppy boys in blazers to kiss him, he wanted -  “Sam! What did I say about barging into my room!”