"I'm Falling"
A/N: Hi, I have decided to write a another fanfic with a Dark! Evil! Possessive! Blaine and innocent! Weak! Kurt because I can and truthfully. I wouldn't mind having one dark Blaine. Like I'm single and I have no life. Anyone interested in me , especially as awesome as Blaine. I ain't complaining
"Please Stop!" Kurt couldn't help but cry as he was sobbing through the tinniest of gasps for air.
"I fucking love you! This is how you repay me!" Blaine shouted as he slapped Kurt which would result in another bruise.
"This isn't love!" Kurt shouted as he managed to gain the courage to fight back. Kurt got up and pushed Blaine. Call it a spur of the moment or an adrenaline rush but he made a run for it.
Kurt couldn't wait for the elevator to open up so he ran for the staircase. Kurt tried his best to balance his steps as he ran down the flight of stairs but as he heard the roar from Blaine, he slipped and hit his head.
Prologue
Blaine was perfect. He was the prince that any girl or guy would have loved. He was the definition of a true lover.
Was.
Kurt had moved from Ohio to New York after he graduated. With his broadway dreams put on hold due to his rejection from NYADA, Kurt had found refuge in fashion as he worked for Isabelle at Vogue dot Com. Kurt was always ambitious and always perceived as wholesome amongst his peers but he was always that fragile boy that loved love and everything that would come soon for him.
In high school, Kurt story was mostly like every other tad misfit. Yes, he was bullied in almost all sorts of forms but he would always find a way to make it better for him and others so that he wouldn't break. After leaving Ohio with his dreams ahead and hopes of a five year old during Christmas, he was going to make the best of his talent and what he has to offer New York.
Kurt and Rachel weren't roommates, however they both had their own apartments, Rachel's was just down the hall. Although some would say that their lifestyle was ridiculous due to the size and at how they were content. I mean, come on. Would you live in a shoe box apartment than a cardboard box in time square?
The two would have their normal days although they wouldn't see each other as after as they would have. Rachel had her classes and Kurt had work but they managed to say goodnight to each other every night. Everything was perfect until the illusions of love came.
Ch. 1
"Kurt! I need you in here." Isabelle shouted as she was arguing on the phone.
"Yes, ma'am ." Kurt said as he entered her office with an earpiece and a clipboard. "Mark this down. I need you to pick up some of my dry cleaning if it isn't too much to ask and here is the address. " Isabelle said as she handed him a paper with the address.
"It's urgent that I get that dress because You and I," Isabelle said gesturing to Kurt and herself, " will attend this party. Meeting. Whatever it is. I have people bitching and nagging to me about ideas and I am just overwhelmed and you , you seem to be full of them and you can gain experience from this."
Kurt just nodded slowly as he was marking what he was saying on his notepad.
"Kurt, I'm sorry but you aren't busy tonight right?" Isabelle asked.
"No, it's fine and sure I'll come with you." Kurt said with a smile. Kurt then excused himself to get Isabelle's dry cleaning. He decided to walk back to the office because it was a few blocks away. Kurt however couldn't help the feeling that maybe he was being watched.
As he was near the office, he was about to turn around a corner on the street, some thug stole the dress.
"Hey!" Kurt shouted as he ran to catch up to the guy. His heart was racing and his mind was just thinking, 'what the fuck?' 'Thats my boss's dress! ' 'what kind of guy steals a dress!'
Kurt somehow managed to chase the guy to a an alley where the guy seemed to be waiting. Kurt could see the crazy brown eyes coming from the mugger and immediately he regretted what he was about to do.
"Give me the dress and we won't have any problems." Kurt said as he was cautiously approaching the mugger.
Kurt stopped as he then saw the mugger pull out a knife and that's when He showed up.
"Fuck!" The mugger shouted as he was being pinned to the wall with the knife in the other mans hand.
"I believe you stole this mans dress." The hero said as he sneaked a glance to Kurt and with a smirk, he punched the mugger leaving the mugger unconscious. The hero than laid the body down and Kurt was just in awe. The hero came closer and Kurt was just staring at the beautiful man that saved his life and his job
. "Hi there. I believe this dress is yours." The hero said with a smile that could put the sun out of business. Kurt jus stared and the hero just shifter uncomfortably and then he cleared his throat an Kurt quickly came to his senses.
"Oh. I- uh. Thank you. You saved me." Kurt said with a hesitant smile .
"No need. I'm Blaine." The hero said as he licked his lips and handed the dress to Kurt. Kurt quickly grabbed the dress and he saw the beautiful pair of hazel eyes that looked into his soul.
"So, what now?" Blaine said as he was looking back at the unconscious man.
"I. Yes, I have to go back to work and deliver this dress." Kurt said as he was noticing the awkwardness of the conversation and quickly started walking only to look back when Blaine spoke.
"Okay. Stay safe gorgeous. I'll call the police to take him. " Blaine said as he winked and stared at Kurt who flushed and turned a deep pink. When Kurt left and after a good seven minutes, the mugger stood up walked next to Blaine who was still staring at the direction Kurt went.
"Wow Blaine. You owe me dinner, that punch hurt and I got my acting clothes all dirty." Nick said as he dusted off the imaginary dirt off of his shoulder.
"Whatever, lets just say I'll get that little boy in no time. Dinner, here is fifty bucks, now go. I have a party to attend. " Blaine said with an evil grin.