"Blaine? Can we talk to you?"
Blaine looked up from where he was doing his homework. His mom was staring at him unblinkingly, looking extremely nervous. His dad was just standing a little way behind her. He stood, and pushed his homework away.
"Sure…" He followed them, outside of his room and down to the kitchen. He copied their actions as they sat down. "What's going on?"
"This may come as a shock…" Blaine looked over at his dad. The man had always had trouble with accepting Blaine's sexuality, but at least he tried, and that was enough for Blaine. "Me and your mother-"
"You're not getting a divorce are you?" Blaine asked worriedly… If that happened then he could be pulled out of Dalton…
"No, no!" His mother said quickly. Blaine breathed out a sigh of relief; he'd still be able to see Kurt.
"Well, what is it then?" He asked expectantly, hoping it was a good thing.
He parents shared a glance before his dad spoke up again.
"We're moving."
And suddenly, Blaine's world crashed around him.
Moving would mean no Dalton. No Dalton would mean no Kurt… And no Kurt would mean…
"WHAT!" He was shaking with what could possibly be anger… maybe fear of losing what he had…
"We're moving-"
"I know! Where!" please don't be too far away, please don't be too far away. Blaine continued to plead silently in his mind, begging to be close to Ohio, if not Lima. Hoping he would still be able to see Kurt… even if he had all these unrequited feelings for them.
"Blaine, now you need to be calm about this-"
"I am calm!" He clearly wasn't. He was wringing his hands together and his eyes flickering nervously between his parents.
"England." His mother said bluntly.
"New England?" He asked, hoping it was and that they weren't moving out of America.
"No." His father interjected. "The country. As in the UK. In Europe."
"I know where England is, dad." Blaine spat. He was torn between being angry at his parent, and being upset. He was leaving Dalton. He was leaving Westerville. He was leaving Ohio. He was leaving America.
He was leaving Kurt.
"When?" He breathed out quietly, his eyes flicking to the table, trying not to let himself cry in front of his parents.
"A month." His mother replied, her hand reaching out and grabbing onto Blaine's, keeping them still.
"A month!" Blaine was absolutely mortified. That was practically no time before he truly had to say good bye to Kurt.
"Blaine, think about this. You'll get to see Cooper again-"
"I don't care. Yes I love my brother, and yes I miss him. But I have friends' here-"
"You can make new ones." His dad said, looking over at him sadly.
Blaine stayed silently, shooting a quick glance at his mother, who he knew would understand with just that swift look.
"Is this about a guy?" She asked, rubbing his thumb over the top of his hand.
"Yes." Blaine said, and then he stood, having heard enough. He knew he wasn't going to change their minds, and bringing up guys would make his father uncomfortable. He didn't particularly hate on Blaine for being gay, and he'd tried numerous things to try and change his mind, but lately he realized nothing he was going to do were going to work. So now he was trying to accept him for it, even if he didn't like it.
And then Blaine left, running up the stairs two at a time, straight back to his bedroom.
He slammed his door shut and threw himself onto his bed, not letting himself cry.
And then lyrics were falling from his mouth, coming to his mind from nowhere.
"I'm tugging at my hair; I'm pulling at my clothes. I'm trying to keep my cool, I know it shows. My cheeks are turning red; I'm searching for the words inside my head."
He doesn't know where the song came from, but he understands why it was that song. And he understands why he's singing aloud instead of keeping it inside his head.
"'Cause I'm feeling nervous, trying to be so perfect. 'Cause I know you're worth it, you're worth it, yeah."
He always tried so hard when Kurt was around him. He always tried to be the friend Kurt needed. He tried to be the confident, perfect guy, when really he just a smitten teenage girl.
"If I could say what I want to say, I'd say I want to blow you… away."
Blaine felt his cheeks go a little red before he said 'away'. It sounded so dirty and sexual.
"Be with you every night. Am I squeezing you too tight?"
He wanted to wrap his arms around Kurt constantly. And the thought of them just lying together at night… it just did things to Blaine. He wanted to hold Kurt.
"If I could say what I want to see, I want to see you go down,"
Again Blaine felt himself blushing before he continued onto the next line.
"-On one knee. Marry me today."
He would do anything, anything, to stay in Ohio and be with Kurt for the rest of his life…
"Guess I'm wishing my life away… with these things I'll never say."
He'd never have the guts to tell Kurt how he really felt. Ever.
"It don't do me any good, it's just a waste of time. What use is it to you, what's on my mind?"
Besides, it wasn't like Kurt liked him back.
"If I ain't coming out, we're not going anywhere, so why can't I just tell you that I care?"
He knew that if he didn't say anything though, he'll regret it for the rest of his life. Because that nagging question would always be there.
What If?
He sang through the chorus again, and then the rest of the song. He had to do something.
But what?
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This is going to be three-shot. Or whatever you call it.
I got the inspiration while listening to a song that's going to be featured in the next chapter, and only started writing it because I had writers block for Tormented. (I could be writing F17, but I want to get another chapter for Tormented up first.)
The song in this chapter was Thing's I'll never Say by Avril Lavigne. It's a beautiful song and it's possibly one of my all-time favourites from her. :)
Review and tell me what you think!
Less Than Three. XX
