The Last Time
Summary: After their break-up, Kurt and Blaine don't call each other. But months pass and they try to reconnect. The last time Kurt calls Blaine, it was for the Valentine's Day dance at NYADA for a charity event. Things progress from there. Klaine. AU. Two parts.
Author's note: Hola amigos and amigas! This is a story of second chances, forgiveness, and of course, love. I divided it into two parts and the second one will be upload tomorrow. Please please PLEASE wait for the second part, because I promise you that it will be worth it. Really. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the first part and I'd like to hear from you. So review review review review (constructive criticism works best for me!) Thanks! : )
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The first time Kurt talks to Blaine after break up, he was torn between saying 'I love you' and 'I hate you'. His voice is steady…maybe a little cold, but Blaine knows that he has been crying.
Blaine's heart breaks when he hears the words from Kurt.
"You and me."
"Closure."
Not us, not let's start again.
But if closure means beginning from the end, then Blaine reluctantly agrees. If that is the only way to have him back, even just as a friend, then Blaine has no choice.
Kurt doesn't call after that.
"You still love him," Rachel tells Kurt.
"Call him, then," Sam urges Blaine when he breaks down during Glee practice.
Blaine does, but Kurt doesn't pick up.
Kurt comes home from Isabelle's dinner meeting at the office and sees his phone.
3 missed calls. Blaine Anderson.
Kurt panics and calls Finn to see if Blaine is okay and why he has been, and telling his stepbrother to keep it a secret. Apparently, Blaine just misses him. Even if he's hurt, Kurt offers a small smile.
Just before their Grease performance, Blaine hears his phone vibrate from the boudoir backstage.
From: Kurt
Break a leg, Teen Angel.
He couldn't sleep thinking about how Kurt must've been thinking about him.
After a lonely, coffee drink alone, Kurt receives a text.
I'm sorry.
Kurt turns off his phone and continues watching Moulin Rouge.
I forgive you.
I'm really sorry.
I miss you.
I wish you were here with me.
Will you be flying home for Christmas?
Blaine asks hopefully, his fingers crossed whilst waiting for a reply.
I can't, sorry. Too much work for the holidays.
Blaine throws his phone and cries himself to sleep. Kurt forgot about their Christmas duets.
On Christmas day, Burt asks Blaine to come. He does, and Burt says that he has a surprise for him. Kurt comes out behind the Christmas tree and hugs Blaine.
"Wouldn't miss our duets and you for the world. Merry Christmas."
When Blaine gets home, he types a quick message to him.
Thank you. You know what for.
His phone buzzes after some moments.
Can I call you?
Sure.
Just like that, Blaine finds a way to crawl back into Kurt's life again. Through phone calls and text messages, he has connected with him the way they always have been – by heart and soul.
One day, Kurt can't contain it anymore. He hurriedly types in Rachel's number and calls her from her play practice.
"Rachel, god. He's…I-I…I tried, okay? I tried to move and just remain friends with him, but I can't. No matter what I do, I can't let him go. I can't deny it anymore – Blaine's still my soulmate. He will always be. And yeah, I know it kills me every time I remember him cheating on me, but I still love that asshole!"
"Um, Kurt. This isn't Rachel. This is Blaine..."
Oh, god, Kurt tells to himself. "Fuck, sorry. That was meant for Rachel. Duh, obviously. God u-uh, okay. I'm just…okay. Uh, I'm going to end this phone call now."
"No!" Blaine says a little too loud and a little too bossily. "Wait, just… listen. Kurt?"
"Y-yes?" he replies nervously.
"You were never not my soulmate."
Their two-hour conversation ends with an exchange of those three words.
Kurt knocks on Isabelle's door one tiring day.
"You asked to see me?" he says.
"Oh, yes," Isabelle simpers. She moves away the papers from the sofa and lets Kurt sit down. "As you know, NYADA and Vogue are collaborating – they're having a Valentine's Day charity ball. It's a two-person event, and of course, you're invited."
"Do I really need to bring someone with me?" Kurt sighs.
"Do we really need to talk about who you're bringing?" Isabelle smiles knowingly.
"You still love him, do you?"
"I don't even remember a time I never did," Kurt replies, tears falling down from his eyes.
Isabelle wipes them and scoots closer to Kurt. "I'm sure he loves you too as much as you love him."
"But why did he hurt me, then?" Kurt counters. "If he loves me, why did he have to find someone else? Am I not enough for him?"
"Bring him with you to the dance, then ask him those questions. No can answer them but him. Believe in what you two have, Kurt," Isabelle advices.
"I don't even know what we have and what we are right now," he replies.
"You both share this special, indescribable thing. And it's a lot like love."
A week later, Kurt hasn't called him. Blaine tries ringing him, albeit he ignores them, even his text messages.
Kurt misses Blaine's voice.
Blaine misses Kurt's breathing between their silence.
They miss each other's words.
"For god's sake, Kurt! Talk to him already!" Rachel shakes him.
"I'm scared," Kurt whispers. "What if he hurts me again? What if cheats on me over and over again? What if he doesn't love me anymore? What if he falls out of love? What if he –"
"You're missing out the essential points here, Kurt!" Rachel points out. "You're so full of what ifs that they you're forgetting about what's really happening in reality! If you're so full of those what ifs and could've beens, then answer me! What if Blaine lets you go and lets you be happy with Adam? What if he says that he's happy that you two are just friends? What if he doesn't come back to you? What if there are no more Christmas duets anymore? What if he loves you too much to let you go? What if you two are soulmates and settle with people who you don't really love? What if you lose him without saying that you love him?
Look, I know it's your choice, but as your best friend and partner in crime, I need to offer my stand whether you like it or not. Don't let one stupid mistake ruin what you have, Kurt! Let me take you back to our Senior Year. Do you remember Chandler? You didn't do him, but you practically did with your text messages! And worse, you're still there. With Blaine. You had him back then and you already…what? Had someone else! Imagine what he must've felt. I'm not taking sides, Kurt. I just want you to realize that Blaine loves you so much and if you don't fight for him just like he does for you, then let him go so you wouldn't be hurting him and yourself. But please…please fight for him. Tell him that you love him and that you see yourself spending forever with him. Tell him he's all you've ever wished for every 11:11. Tell him everything, Kurt. Tell him before it's too late."
Kurt shook his head. "You know what? I'm done with you all!" Kurt screams, and walks out of their Bushwick apartment.
An hour later, he's tucked in Rachel's sheets and tries reaching Blaine on the line.
"Hi."
"Kurt! Where were you all this time?!" Blaine asks, his worry evident on his voice. "It's been a week since you last talked to me."
Kurt hears him pacing back and forth. "Sorry, I've been…pretty busy lately."
"Oh, that's... oh; but at least it's not as boring as school work, I suppose. So, what's up?" Blaine says nonchalantly, although Kurt knows he's hurt. He knows him too much, most of the time almost better than Blaine knows himself.
"Look, Blaine. You see, there's this…um, dance…here in New York," Kurt stops when he hears an unusual sound at the other end of the line. "Whoa, wait. What was that?"
Blaine chuckles quietly. "Sorry, this cute kid I'm being babysitting is a pain the ass. Wait a second."
Kurt laughs when he hears Blaine's words to the kid.
"Pamela, sit down properly and watch Moulin Rouge. You'll need it for future references," Blaine says to the girl he's with.
"Are you talking to your prince charming Kurt?" she says, loud enough for Kurt to hear it. "I want to listen to his voice! Blaine, you're unfair!"
"Pamela," Blaine sternly warns her.
Kurt suppresses a laugh. Blaine gets back to Kurt, shushing Pamela. "Sorry 'bout that. So, going back to the dance?"
Kurt tries to sound as relaxed as possible. "I was wondering if…maybe, you'd like to come with me."
"W-what?" Blaine says, surprised. "I-me? Really? I…I'm not actually a big fan of Cinderella-like balls. You know that."
Kurt smiles. "Oh, please. You're the dancer in this relationship."
Blaine wonders if Kurt likes to take back those words. Kurt doesn't.
"You know I'm really not much for dancing, but for you I did," he says, making Kurt blush.
"Alright, then. Blaine Anderson, would you be honored to be my date at the charity ball on February 14th?" he formally asks.
"Just like prom?" Blaine chuckles. "And...wait. Valentine's day?"
Kurt nods. "Just like prom," he echoes. "And yes, Blaine. It's on Valentine's day."
"Then I'd love to come with you," Blaine smiles.
Kurt stops himself from jumping up and down from excitement and composed himself. "But…Blaine?"
"Yes?"
"I think…I think that this is the last time I'll call you until you arrive here in New York. The next time I hear your voice, I need it to be in person. Where I can see you. When you're with me. Is that fine with you?" he asks nervously.
Blaine sighs, understandingly. "Yes, alright. Kurt?"
Kurt doesn't answer; he waits for Blaine's next words.
"I love you."
Kurt breathes, then smiles. "I love you more."
He just couldn't let him go.