A/N: So this is what happens when you can't sleep at 4am and most of the songs on your iPod remind you of your OTP. This story was influenced by the songs Keep Me Alive by WeatherStar and Breaking My Heart also by WeatherStar.
Kurt was laying on his bed just staring up at the ceiling. The moon shining through the window showing the tear tracks running down his pale cheeks from all the crying he had done earlier. He was unable to sleep because he couldn't stop thinking of him.
Every time he closed his eyes his brain would show him all the times he and Blaine had spent together just laughing, singing, holding hands and how they would do whatever they wanted never giving a damn what others thought of them.
The little red lights glowing on his alarm clock indicated that it was just after 1am. He had lay still for hours just waiting for his phone to glow, hoping to hear his voice again, hoping he would call apologising, telling him he had made a mistake and that he wasn't going to let him go not after everything they had been through together. What if he did call though? What would he say to him? Would he actually be able to forgive him? Promises had been broken.
He felt as though his whole world had fell down around him like an earthquake. How had things got this bad? This wasn't meant to happen to him, he'd honestly believed Blaine was the one ever since he'd first met him on the staircase over a year ago. But maybe it was his own fault that his heart was currently breaking inside his chest, he had kept letting his guard down, he'd let Blaine too far in and now he was trying to get out.
He felt tears prick the corners of his eyes again but he refused to let them fall, he'd cried too much already over him. He just couldn't believe that the one person that he had thought truly loved him and that he had loved, heck he still did love, just as much back had taken his heart and shattered it. Could he learn to just live without it? like he'd have to learn to live without Blaine, without his soul mate.
Tugging a pillow from under his head he held it close to his chest trying to ease the ache in his chest. How could Blaine hurt him like this? Especially after everything he had promised him at Christmas. It all seemed so pointless now, things were so messed up.
He felt a tear slide down the side of his head, sitting up he wiped his eyes he wasn't going to let Blaine think that he was bringing him down. He could do this. First he'd fix his broken heart and then he would carry on chasing his dreams and he was going to do it alone, he'd get there faster on his own. One day he would be famous on Broadway and when he was up on that stage collecting his Tony award Blaine was going to regret ever letting him slip away.