AUTHORS NOTES: So, this is my first blam fic (well, first ever fic actually) so please bare with me. Just needed something to use as my creative outlet, and I thought why not use blam? The first three-ish chapters will lead up to the main plot of the story. I'm hoping to at least get up to 50-60ish chapters depending on how the story flows. Keep in mind, there will be a couple of OC's and some interesting storylines.

Chapter One

Blaine Anderson was having the summer of a lifetime. Sure, he had to deal with the occasional awkward run in with his parents, who would only say a few unimportant words to him before jetting off somewhere else in the world again. And of course there were the few mishaps of forgotten sunscreen resulting in prolonged pain and an unsatisfying, crisp tan. Nevertheless, Blaine felt that despite the glaring hindrances, this summer had been proving to be one of the best he'd ever had.

Naturally, this was because of none other than Kurt Hummel, the boy that Blaine was madly, madly in love with. The very same Kurt Hummel who had the voice of an angel, the body of an exotic supermodel, and the intelligence that even Einstein himself would feel intimidated by.

Ok, maybe Blaine liked to exaggerate the perfection of his boyfriend. But still, Blaine couldn't find anything wrong with Kurt or their relationship whatsoever. Of course, Blaine had his fears that things between the two of them would not have lasted with Kurt graduating months prior. As one who had never been so emotionally invested in another person before, Blaine was unsure whether or not his fragile heart could handle the pressures of the upcoming long distance. This fear of long distance only caused Blaine's insecurities of dependency and commitment to grow, causing Blaine to live in constant paranoia at the ticking clock hanging over his relationship with Kurt.

So Blaine made sure to counter this pain by emerging his entire summer in spending as much time with Kurt as possible. He cleared himself of any scheduled performances for the summer in order to make it to one of Kurt's extravagant picnics, he cancelled all plans made with any of his other friends just to be there when Kurt was having some sort of crisis, he even cut back on prep time in the mornings in order to get to Kurt's house faster. And suffice to say, Blaine's fears of their relationship ending were slowly fading as he felt he and Kurt become closer and closer.

It was now two weeks until the start of his senior year and Blaine was absolutely thrilled to get his last year of high school started. McKinley was not ready for the likes of Blaine Anderson; with the then seniors now out of his way, Blaine was ready to take the spotlight as one of the strongest members of New Directions. Last year, he spent his time making sure that the seniors got their well-deserved amount of time to shine, and as one to never go against the happiness of others, Blaine obliged to being more of a background supporter. But this year, everything was different. This was Blaine's year to finally be the leader New Directions needed, and it was obviously evident that Mr. Schuester felt the same way.

Just the night before, Blaine received an email from his glee coach stating that he had chosen Blaine to be one of the co-captains of the New Directions for this upcoming year. This came as a shock to Blaine as he had expected Mr. Schue to give way to the originals, Tina and Artie. However, Mr. Schue never specified who his other co-captain would be, so maybe there was a chance the three of them would lead together. Besides, his glee coach probably had the best intentions for the team in mind (not to put down Artie or Tina, obviously).

Excited to share the news with his boyfriend, Blaine jumped into his suave, black car and made the drive down to Kurt's. What Blaine was expecting in terms of his arrival included a ceremonious welcome from his boyfriend, followed by congratulatory se- kisses. This would then turn into celebratory home-cooked meals –perhaps some light pasta and white wine followed by recorded episodes of The New Housewives of Atlanta.

What Blaine didn't expect, however, was to find his boyfriend moving suitcases into the back of his dad's truck, with a grin on his face so bright that it could guide ships into port in the middle of the night. What he didn't expect to see was the shock on his boyfriend's face when Blaine hopped excitedly out of his vehicle and into the embrace of his boyfriend's arms. What he didn't expect was the coldness he felt from Kurt when he was about to share with him some very exciting news. What Blaine didn't expect was the horrid, feeling in his stomach that something terrible was about to happen.

"Hey," he began, "what's with all the suitcases?"

"Oh, these?" Kurt said with a smile, acting as if he himself were surprised by their presence. "I was just packing some things up in preparation for my journey to New York before the school year started."

"N-New York?" Blaine asked, surprised. Kurt had never mentioned New York to him at all during the summer. Sure, that was part of the original plan, Blaine thought, but that plan was scrapped when Kurt didn't get accepted into NYADA months ago. "Since when were you going to New York?"

"Well, try to be excited for me why don'tcha," Kurt teased, "if you must know, I'm going there to show Miss Carmen Tibideaux just how great of a star I am by marching into that school and proving myself worthy. Before you know it, I'll be known as the next up-and-coming star to step foot into that place."

"And you just decided to do this today?"

"Well, not exactly," Kurt began, "this has been in the plan for a while now. Rachel's been helping me plan out my 'in-your-face' song and I finally saved up enough money to just go over there."

"For a while now?" Blaine asked dumbfounded. "You've been planning this 'for a while now' and this is the first I'm hearing of it?"

"You know how much going to NYADA means to me, I didn't think I'd have to announce this to you... I was kind of just planning to go and hoped that you would've wished me the best."

Blaine couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had spent the entire summer latched onto Kurt's side and he had never once mentioned any grand schemes that involved New York or some "in-your-face" song. And how could Kurt just think that he would be ok with him leaving without saying goodbye? Without any explanation as to why he was leaving?

"And you thought that I'd just be ok with you jetting off to another state, let alone without informing me about any plans to leave in the first place?" Blaine spat out, his anger rising as he spoke.

"Honestly, yes! I thought you would have supported my passions and let me live my life the way I had always dreamed of. I can't believe how selfish you're sounding right now." Kurt spat back.

"Selfish?! Me? You've got to be kidding me, Kurt!" Blaine yelled, "How could you think that you could just disappear on me without any repercussions? What about our relationship Kurt? What about me? You were just going to throw me aside as soon as you were ready to go? Did this summer mean nothing to you?"

"You mean a summer filled with you taking up all my space and never leaving my side?! I never got a chance to breathe, Blaine! Every waking moment you were there, crowding me and pushing me to do overly-coupley things just so you wouldn't be lonely. It got old a long time ago, Blaine; I just never had the heart to tell you."

At that moment, Blaine was fairly certain he was having one of his nightmares. This kind of resembled the one where Kurt ends up running off with some hot stud who's virtually better than Blaine in every aspect. They run off to some distant island and have talented and attractive children, while Blaine is left alone in Ohio with shattered dreams and a bunch of love letters ripped up and thrown into the trash.

Except, Blaine would much rather be having one of those nightmares right now. At least those were in his head and didn't hurt as bad as this.

"You... you don't mean that do you?" Blaine asked dejectedly, holding back tears forming in his eyes.

"Oh for Heaven's sake, Blaine! You didn't leave my side for more than a second without getting paranoid and thinking I was gonna leave you!"

"I thought... I thought that's what you wanted?"

Kurt sighed. "It was flattering for a while, sure, but then it got really irritating and somewhat psychotic... I mean really Blaine you didn't need to go to as far of an extent as you did..."

Standing there utterly shocked, Blaine's heart began to fill with rage. "And yet, you didn't feel the need to inform me of the way I was acting?! I was just trying to make you happy, Kurt, like always!"

"No one asked you to do all that for me, Blaine. I was perfectly content with heading to New York and letting you down easy but clearly that's not gonna be the case now, is it?" Kurt stated, crossing his arms and sighing.

"You thought that by just leaving unexpectedly I would be 'let down easy'?! What did you think I would do when I found out you were gone? Just accept it and go on with my life like nothing was wrong? You're insane, Kurt."

"No, you're insane Blaine. I think you should go. I'll be leaving to New York in the next day or two but please don't try to contact me. This goodbye was enough." With that, Kurt turned around and started to head back into his house, not until Blaine grabbed him firmly by the arm.

"So that's it? You're just gonna walk away from me, this town, and everything we have?"

"Everything we had, Blaine. I have bigger and better things in my future, and unfortunately for you I don't think you fit into that future anymore." Kurt pulled his arm away from Blaine's grasp and marched inside, shutting the door behind him.

Completely stunned by the events of what just happened Blaine stood frozen in the driveway of the Hummel household. Tears fell from his eyes slowly and then all at once, as Blaine rushed into his car and drove away. Sobs rocked Blaine's tiny body as he made the drive home, trying to grasp what had just occurred between him and his now ex-boyfriend. Had Kurt really thought that he would be ok with him disappearing all of a sudden? Was it Blaine's fault for pushing him away? Should he have been a better boyfriend?

Blaine turned on the radio to distract his mind, when he was caught off guard by a song that came on. In an effort to sing out his emotions, Blaine started to sing along sadly. He wasn't sure if he was going to be able to cope without Kurt.

Without you – David Guetta ft. Usher

Blaine
I can't win, I can't reign
I will never win this game
Without you, without you

I am lost, I am vain,
I will never be the same
Without you, without you

As Blaine got into the song, his mind wandered into memories of him and Kurt. Their first kiss, their first time, Kurt's graduation, all came flying at him at once as his heart tried to register that things between him and Kurt were really over.

I won't run, I won't fly
I will never make it by
Without you, without you
I can't rest, I can't fight
All I need is you and I,
Without you, without you

Oh oh oh!
You! You! You!
Without...
You! You! You!

Without...you

As Blaine turned off the radio and arrived at his house, he sat in his car, allowing the sobs to take over. Things with Kurt were over, and he was alone.

X X

The summer had treated Sam pretty well. He spent the first month back in Kentucky with his family, catching them up with what had happened during his junior year of high school and all of the trials and tribulations that came with it. During his time in Kentucky, he began to work a stable job as a waiter at a local restaurant, doing what he could to support his family without having to take off any clothing. After coming back to Lima, he spent the a few weeks with his boys Finn and Puck, hoping to crunch in as much time as he could with them before they headed off to Los Angeles together. He had wanted to spend more time with Mike, but he knew that Tina would probably need Mike's time way more than he would. In other words, Sam's summer was jam packed and filled with all of his favorite people.

To make matters better, Sam's dad had finally earned enough for them to buy a somewhat decent house a couple minutes away from McKinley, meaning that Sam could enjoy his senior year happily knowing that his family wasn't as far away as last year. This also meant he got to spend more time with his younger siblings, Stevie and Stacy, who had been eager to see Sam ever since he left to live with the Hummel's.

So with but a week until the school year was meant to start, Sam was spending his day carrying boxes into his new home, while his mother worked hard to put all of the families' belongings into the places that suited her best. Sam's dad had taken the liberty of taking the twins out for ice cream, since they had been so well behaved and had even made efforts to help in the moving process. It had been a tedious task to load everything up into the back of a moving van, and then unload the same van only hours later. Regardless of how tedious it was, Sam was happy to be doing such a task, seeing as it meant he and his family could finally live together again.

After making what felt to be the hundredth trip back to the van, Sam began to feel the effects of the blazing Lima sun on him. Peeling off his sweat filled t-shirt and tossing it onto the untouched grass, Sam continued with his process. Apparently, Sam had caught the attention of a few girls walking passed as he heard a few of them snicker and point at him. Not wanting to be rude, Sam smiled and waved, only to be greeted with shy waves and a few lustful glances.

Now, if there was anything one should know about Sam Evans, it's the fact that he was one of the most unlucky males on the planet when it came to relationships and women. Over the last few years, Sam had built up a track record of failed relationships that he had still yet to get over. First, there was Quinn Fabray: former head cheerleader, catholic, super hot, and the first girl Sam dated. They had a genuine relationship at first, almost appearing as the "alpha couple" in glee club without any drama. That soon changed after Quinn cheated on Sam with her ex, Finn. Next came Santana Lopez: also once a head cheerleader, somewhat provocative, super hot, and the second girl Sam dated. Their relationship had first been a ploy at getting back at Quinn for cheating on him, but soon Sam eventually developed strong feelings for Santana. These ended as soon as Sam found out that he was merely a prop in Santana's ruse of not wanting to be seen as a lesbian for her feelings for Brittany. Finally, there was Mercedes Jones: talented diva, soulful singer, super hot, and the last girl Sam dated. The two of them had a fling the summer before her senior year, and when Sam returned he was able to win her heart. Unfortunately, things between the two of them ended as soon as Mercedes found herself in Los Angeles working hard to produce an album and be picked up by a label.

Sam wouldn't want to say he was ungrateful for the experiences dating these girls gave him, but he had hoped that at least one of them would have worked out. Sam wasn't sure what it was; maybe it was him? Maybe he' just not meant to be liked by any girls? Maybe he's meant to be single? Sam's trance was interrupted when his cell phone started to vibrate in his pocket.

"Hello?" he said cheerfully into the phone.

"Evans! Your boy Artie is back in town!" Artie screamed into the phone. Sam smiled wide at the sound of Artie's voice. Artie was one of the only people left in glee club he felt really close to.

"Artie! Hey man, how was Europe?"

"Man, the ladies were all over me the entire time. I mean, it probably would have been better if I wasn't forced to hang around my mom... totally threw off my game! But beside that it was cool to explore a place that wasn't Lima for a month and a half."

"That's awesome dude! So I take it I'll be seeing you in glee club as soon as school starts?"

"For sure brothah! Wouldn't miss it!"

Sam smiled. "Man, I can't wait to be co-captains with you this year! We're gonna be awesome." Sam was expecting an enthusiastic response back by Artie, but was surprised to hear nothing else on the other end.

"We're gonna be co-captains? Hell yeah!"

Sam was confused by Artie's response, "wait did you not get that email from Mr. Schue a couple days ago?"

"Email? What email?" Artie asked confused.

"Mr. Schue emailed me last week telling me he chose me to be a co-captain... I would have thought you would've gotten it too. Did you?" Sam asked, dumfounded. He was over the moon when he had received the email from Mr. Schue. He always thought that he had leadership qualities, and he always wanted to reflect those qualities in glee club. However, he knew that Finn and Rachel held their leadership positions fairly well and he didn't want to interfere, so he acted more as a team player rather than a team leader. He had been sure that his other co-captain would have been Artie. Tina would have been another contender, but he kept from asking her due to not wanting to interrupt her time with Mike.

"Can't say I did... but I'm really happy for you!" Artie said excitedly.

"Thanks man!" Exclaimed Sam. "Any clue who my fellow co-captain might be?"

"I don't think it's Tina because if she was, we probably would have all heard about it by now. So judging by that logic, well, the only other person in New Directions left who I know isn't me or Tina, who has somewhat of leadership skill as well as talent, would be Blaine."

Oh. He had completely forgotten about Blaine. The two of them had become way better friends after their first fiasco when Sam first rejoined New Directions. Now the two found a comfortable friendship, except he hadn't heard from Blaine at all since the summer started.

"Blaine! Of course! I should probably give him a call and talk about this." If Sam wanted to be the best leader for New Directions, he and Blaine would need to be on the same page.

"You know, speaking of Blaine, I hear from Tina he's been having a pretty rough couple of days."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked, concerned.

"Did you not hear? Kurt left him dude. He planned to just go to New York without telling Blaine but Blaine caught him before he could." Artie said matter-of-factly.

"He did what?!" Sam yelled into the phone. As an outside observer of the Klaine relationship, he always knew that something fishy was there, and it was most definitely not on Blaine's half. Kurt may have been a bro to Sam for years, but he always knew that he wasn't right for Blaine or treating him right. He watched for hints of their off relationship, such as when Blaine would be giving Kurt his undivided attention, versus times when Blaine would be speaking and Kurt would just drown him out with talking about himself. Regardless, he always thought Blaine deserved a lot better (but he would never admit that to anyone. Ever.)

"Yeah it sucks dude. I mean, I thought Kurt would be better than to just do that to him."

"So how's Blaine now?"

Artie sighed into the phone. "I wish I could tell you. No one's heard from him the entire summer. The only reason I found out about this is because Tina heard it from Mike, who heard it from Puck, who was talking about it with Finn."

"I guess the gossip train lives on even when you're done with New Directions." Sam said with a hint of a laugh. "I think I'm gonna head over to Blaine's and see how he's doing. He could probably use a friend right now, you know?"

"Definitely bro. Good on ya. Well, I've got to get going but tell Blaine I'm available to talk when he needs me!" Artie replied.

"For sure, Artie! See you soon!" Sam hung up the phone and sighed. He ran inside to his unpacked room and searched for a tank top to throw on over his tan cargo shorts.

Running out of his room and yelling goodbye to his mom, Sam jumped into his truck and began the drive to Blaine's house. If there's anyone who could help Blaine get through this, it would be Sam.