"Hello, my name is Kurt Hummel and I'll be auditioning for the role of Tony" That's is where the biggest adventure of Kurt Hummel's life had started. After his audition for one of America's most popular TV-shows 'Life of a teenager'. Ever since he had started out there he had become really popular since he had one of the leading roles, he was recognized everywhere in America, his face in a lot of posters, billboards, on TV every Saturday evening. A lot of girls waiting outside the TV studio for his autograph or a picture. Of course Kurt loved his fans, without them he wouldn't be where he was now, but still, some times he just really needed his privacy, he needed some time alone. He needed some time to be himself again, just be the relaxed guy he used to be. He only was that guy when he was travelling through Europe, he loved it there, barely anyone knew him there so he was able to just walk around on the streets without fans running after him. He had already visited a lot of amazing cities in Europe, London, Paris, Amsterdam, Copenhagen….

And right now he was in the city he was loving the most, Milan, gosh he loved this city so much. It was beautiful and so much fashion was there. Seeing the most amazing outfits and trying them on. Of course some people were giving him some weird looks, it was so different here than in New York or Los Angeles, here not everyone was accepting gay people, but he wasn't bothered by it. He was too busy watching all these amazing outfits and even complimenting people on their outfits.

But that wasn't the only thing he was going there in Milan, no that would get boring after a while. His boss had send him out to find someone for the show, he didn't matter if it would be a man or woman, or how they looked, age did matter cause he or she would probably get into a close friendship or even a romantic relationship with Tony, the character that Kurt played on the show. Okay if he was honest, he was looking closely at the people, how they looked, how their behavior was and even how they smelled. If Kurt had to be around them he wanted to be sure that he would have a nice time with them, that they would be able to just talk, hang out, practice lines together, all those things. Yet so far he hadn't seen anyone who was looking good, who had a nice singing voice, who could dance, who smelled nice or who was even nice to him.

But his trip wasn't over yet. He had only tonight left to find an amazing person for the show cause tomorrow early in the morning he was flying back to Los Angeles and he would have to work with one of those B movie actors if he wouldn't find anyone… He looked around and eventually went into a small piano bar to get a drink and hope that the talent he was searching for would arrive there… It wasn't busy in the bar, there were about 6 tables taken and there were a few people sitting on stools by the bar. Kurt took a place at a table and ordered a drink, leaning back and looking at a girl who was singing a very emotional song, the tears rolling down her cheeks and the words coming out really messy. It was a nice song she was signing but it was too emotional for Kurt. No she couldn't be on the show… Biggest part of the night Kurt just sat there, sipping his drink and feeling so annoyed about the horrible talent that was walking around there, maybe he should sing something himself? Show those people what a real performance involved.

When he was about to get up a guy entered the small stage, he was handsome, gelled hair but his curls showing through, bright shining hazel eyes, a little tint on his face, amazing outfit and an adorable bowtie to finish of the outfit. Well he certainly was interesting to Kurt. He dropped back down on his chair and tilted his head to get a better view of the guy, someone behind him yelled something about hurrying up and starting to sing and Kurt groaned softly, stupid girl if she hadn't yelled he had heard his name… He saw how the man chuckled and quickly sat down. Kurt closed his eyes and a small gasp escaped when the man started to sing, his voice, wow, his voice was amazing, breathtaking, so pure so nice, his voice was perfect. Kurt totally got lost in the song and in the amazing voice of the man, the moment he opened his eyes when the song had finished he saw the man getting off the stage and Kurt got up and quickly walked after him but was stopped by the waiter who pointed out that he hadn't paid yet. He groaned and quickly handed the waiter some money "Keep the change" he murmured before he quickly got out of the piano bar and looked around to see if the handsome guy was still somewhere in sight. To Kurt frustration he didn't see him…. Great finally he had found someone with good potential to be on the show and he had lost him out of sight… Well in that case he just would go back to Los Angeles and tell Ryan that he hadn't found anyone for the show it was getting late anyways and he had to get up early in the morning.

Even though Kurt was pretty sure he wouldn't bump into that guy again that evening he still kept on looking around carefully while walking back to his hotel, but unfortunately he didn't find him before he reached his hotel. It was also for no use to go search for him, Rome was huge, how was he supposed to find that guy again? Maybe he was lucky and would bump into him on his way to the airport the next morning?

Kurt quickly entered his hotel room and started to pack his suitcase, recharging his laptop so he could contact his boss the next day in the plane and making sure his alarm would go off on 7 AM… Ugh 7 AM was waaaaay too early for Kurt's liking but yeah he had to catch that plane.. He went to bed pretty early since it was only 9 PM when he had arrived back at the hotel.

The next morning at 7 AM his alarm started to ring loudly and Kurt let out a groan, reaching out and turning off the alarm "five more minutes" he murmured to himself and turned back around. Not realizing that those 5 minutes turned out to be almost 45 more minutes. He almost jumped up awake when he heard a loud noise in the hallway and he rubbed his eyes before glancing at the clock and feeling his face turn paler than it already was "Shit" he hissed out and quickly started to get dressed. Great how was he going to be on time for his plane now… He had never gotten dressed this fast, 15 minutes later he walked out of the hotel with his suitcase and his other bag and he started to quickly walk up to the airport. Usually he would've grabbed a cab but the hotel owner had warned him for the many traffic jams in the city and that it would be a drive of probably an hour if he would take a cab while it was just a 20 minutes walk. After about 10 minutes of fast walking Kurt glanced at his watch and a groan escaped 5 more minutes before he had to at least have checked in. Without thinking he started to run across a street, it seemed like a busy street and he hadn't noticed the red traffic light. When he was almost across the street he heard a loud horn and the moment he wanted to look to the side he already felt something crash against him and he heard something break underneath him, was that a bone or glass? He let out a scream in pain when suddenly his whole body started to ache and sting and everything got really blurry. He tried to keep his eyes open but he started to get so dizzy, he looked down and noticed something red underneath him on the window and he frowned. Was he bleeding? He let out a groan and just wanted this all to be a nightmare, that he would be able to open his eyes again and find himself in that hotel bed again.

Kurt could feel the car move slightly underneath him and he heard a door fall shut, the driver probably had gotten out. He tried to open his eyes again but it was so difficult so he decided to let them be shut, he felt a hand grabbing his but he couldn't respond to that and then he heard some Italian rambling, he didn't understand a single word but that voice was familiar way too familiar. The handsome guy! Kurt let out a really light groan and he wanted to open his eyes to see if it really was him but he started to slowly drift off. He felt his hand drop back down to the car and he smiled really lightly "Heaven" he breathed out before he passed out on top of a damaged car with blood around him and the ambulance on his way, people that had been walking on the street were standing in a circle around the car and they were all yelling different things to the guy and Kurt in Italian.