This story I am going to warn you now, is going to be the most difficult work of fiction I have ever written! The idea came to me based on the title of an album but the story itself is not a reflection of the album. At first this was just going to be a cute little story to just help be get over writer's block but this is the first story I sat down and planned from beginning to end. And not to toot my own horn, but I think it's going to be great! Lots of fun but lots of tears to come. I hope you will bare with me because I did just enter my senior year of high school so I will be busy but I promise to write as often as I can.

Prologue

Kurt looked out into the crowd and smiled. He never thought this would be his life: book tours, readings, and signings. Hell, he never thought that he would ever be important enough to sign things for people (unless you counted signing for packages and receipts), and he never anticipated for these people to be fans of his work. His work, just the words alone were unreal. He would not really classify his life a work of fiction, but to the world it was.

He looked down at the cover of his novel and got the same thrill he did when he had first published it three months ago. The buzz about its release hadn't been big; honestly no one gave a crap about some Ohio kid with a novel coming out. But once the book hit stands, it sold copies by the thousands, and he had become a New York Times Bestseller and a fan favorite.

"So I think I'll read an excerpt from the final chapter if that's alright with you all." Kurt said shyly to the fifty or so people sitting in the room waiting for him.

A hand raised and he pointed to the woman who caught his attention. "Before you get started, we have a few questions we would love for you to answer."

"Sure." Kurt replied. "I'll answer three or four."

The woman stood and fixed the hem of her yellow pencil skirt as she did. "First off, congratulations on the Bestseller award, Yours Truly is an amazing book. Where did you get the inspiration to write this?"

Kurt sighed and looked down at the cover again. The cover art was a pile of handwritten letters sprawled over the page with a diary next to it with the words Yours Truly written in cursive across it. "I guess you could say that if I had an epic romance, this is what I would want it to be like." He replied looking back at the interviewer.

"When you wrote the characters Kaydon and Nicholas, did you have an instant picture in your head about what they looked like."

"Well," Kurt began, trying to block out the face that began to form in his mind. "I knew that Kaydon needed to be the vision of innocence and Nicholas needed to be the resident bad boy. It was the only way the story would work about."

The interview wrote something down and then looked back up to Kurt. "You said if you had an epic romance it would be like this, so have you not experienced the same type of love as your characters?"

"I have experienced love." Kurt stated. "But I don't think that I was fortunate to have it end up like in the story."

"One last question," She said tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "Fans want to know: you have made it big now and your story is absolutely wonderful. Who do you plan on sharing this joy with? Basically, is there someone special in your life?"

The tears started to form in his eyes as the question repeated in his mind. I'll never have someone special. He's gone. "No." He said quietly. He cleared his throat in hopes to eliminate some of the quivering. "I lost my special someone a long time ago."

A/N: Next chapter hopefully by Wednesday. Review and tell me what you think so far and if you're interested!