Blaine was looking through the window of his dormitory, the night sky was slightly covered by stars and the full moon lighted the campus and its surroundings, giving the white snow a silver glow. He was bored, really bored, the school was almost empty; the student had gone home for Christmas, so everything was really quiet and calm. He just hoped something interesting happened before he died of boredom.

He sighed, ready to close the window and get to bed, but something catch his attention: up in the sky a blue light appeared, falling faster and faster towards the earth, for a second he thought it might be an airplane but the light wasn't that big, and there was no machine type sounds. He kept looking until the light disappeared into the woods that surrounded the school. Without even thinking it, Blaine took a coat and went out of the room.

"Where are you going?" he heard one of his friends asking, he looked back for a second, Wes was following him.

"Out, I forgot something"

"Can't it wait for tomorrow? It's really late Blaine, if a teacher catches you…"

"Calm down Wes, stay here I won't take long" and before the other boy could say something, Blaine open the door of the dormitory and went outside, Wes didn't follow, he was used to his friend's weird personality, maybe the black-haired boy just wanted to have fun in the snow, nothing to worry about.

But Blaine wasn't planning to play in the snow; he wanted to know what that strange light came from. The craziest ideas went through his head, an alien that came from mars or maybe a meteorite, a star that fell from the sky, or a satellite! But what he saw was really unexpected.

In the middle of the woods in a big whole, exactly where the thing had fallen, there was an unconscious boy, a brown haired boy, he was young, probably he had his age, his face was really beautiful, he had pale skin, the cheeks just slightly pink, like a porcelain doll. But what impressed Blaine the must were the gorgeous wings in his back, white as pearls, covered with feathers, slightly cover with dirt, but still stunning.

Blaine ran towards the boy and kneeled by his side, his lips were getting a bit blue so he took his coat of and covered the boy with it; carefully he put his arms around him trying to get the other boy warm "Am I hugging an angel?" he wondered "is this even real?"

The boy in his arms moved a little bit, opening his eyes a little and those eyes were the most magnificent eyes Blaine had ever seen, they were of a unique color, part blue part green, bright as stars, the boy smiled a bit looking at Blaine, making him blush. The boy with the wings opened his eyes a bit more, focusing Blaine, and then he moved away from him really fast.

"Calm down!" Blaine said, the boy looked scared at him shivering because the coat had fell to the ground "you'll be okay, I'm not going to hurt you" the black haired boy crawl toward the angel, slowly so he wouldn't get scared "It's really cold, you'll get sick" he took the coat from the ground and hand it to the winged boy "here, cover with this" still shivering, the blue-green eyed boy took the coat and put it over his body and then looked around.

"Where…where am I?" he asked, quietly with a soft and sweet voice, it was obvious he was shy.

"Westerville, Ohio" Blaine answered, the boy looked confused.

"Ohio?" the non-winged boy nodded "never heard of it" the brown haired boy shivered, he hugged himself "why is so cold?"

"Its winter and it snowed just a couple of hours ago"

"Snowed?"

"Yeah, the white thing in the ground" the boy with wings looked down and took a bit of snow, he felt the cold and throw it again then he look back to Blaine.

"Where are your wings?" he asked, the boy in front of him was handsome, black hair, beautiful eyes, like green with golden and brown, he really couldn't tell. He had never seen someone like him before, the stranger looked like him, but the skin was slightly darker, the hair was curly and the fact that he had no wings was really weird.

"I don't have, never had."

"You don't?" the boy shook his head, this seemed to surprise the angel, he couldn't understand it, all the people he knew had wings, it was as normal as having two eyes or a nose "what's your name?"

"Blaine, Blaine Anderson"

"Why don't you have wings Blaine Anderson?" the boy asked, looking concerned "are you sick? Were you hurt?"

"Not really, no one around here has wings" the boy looked really shocked, he hid his wings behind his back, if no one in there had wings he must be a freak into the curly haired boy "who are you?"

"Kurt Hummel" the winged boy answered, still trying to hide his wings the best he could "what am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to get home? I don't even know where I am" he said, more to himself than to Blaine, but still the boy told him:

"Don't freak out, I'll help you"

"You don't know me" Kurt said, looking at him in confusion, people normally didn't help strangers, winged or not "and I must be a freak for you…" he bit his lower lip, ashamed.

"You are not, you're beau…"Blaine blushed and looked away "you're not a freak" he got up from the ground and shiver a little, Kurt had his coat so he was freezing, but it was worth it, the handsome boy was just wearing pants and Blaine wouldn't forgive himself if he got sick, he walk near Kurt and smile "come on, let's get you something to wear, you're probably cold"

Kurt nodded and tried to get up, but his legs failed him, he was really tired and his legs were numb, they hurt when he stand in his feet, so he fell again but Blaine caught him just in time, their faces were really near each other, both of them blush a little.

"You can't walk?" Kurt tried to get in his feet again but it was useless, he shook his head "let me help you, put you arms around my neck" nervously the boy did as he was told, Blaine carried him, carefully, not touching the beautiful white wings, covering the boy with his coat like if it was a blanket, Kurt was really light, so caring him through the woods was really easy.

When they finally got to the dormitories the lights were out, probably the little amount of students were asleep by now, but still he had to be cautious, how would he explained the winged boy in his arms? He needed to think about that, but now the priority was to get into his room, without waking up anyone.

The first part was easy, he opened the door and entered, the common room was empty and quiet. The next part was slightly difficult; everything was dark so going up stairs with Kurt in his arms wasn't simple, but he managed to do it. But the last part was the one that failed.

He entered to his room; a light was turned on, in his bed sitting next to each other, his best friend: Wes and David.