Faith's Keeper

Author's Note: Hey Guys, this is my first Klaine story but not my first FanFiction this is my second one. I love Klaine and thought that I had to write a story. Also, Please review and tell me if you like it. All the glee characters will turn up in this story so; do not worry there all coming. In addition, its rated M cause smut is coming along in the future chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or the places; I only own the story, which was an original of mine, which I turned into a Klaine story.

Summary: Kurt had it all, popularity, happy family, heaps of friends and the life every boy wanted. Until his mother died, from a car accident on her way to pick Kurt up from school. Now Kurt's life had changed for the worst or that is what he thought. Kurt started to have weird dreams that never made sense about a Matthew person who he had never met. Kurt lost touched with his friends at school and became distanced. Until one day, a bus ride to school changed it all. A simple smile, a laugh and a hand shake.

Chapter One: Reality or Fantasy

My eyes opened slowly as I had stopped to rest under an oak tree that was located at the bottom of a hill. My horse was grazing on some grass to the left of me. I had received a note last night.

'Meet me at the oak tree at noon tomorrow'.

I knew the note was from him and of course, I would meet him there. I looked down at my pocket watch and saw it was quarter to noon. I lay back against the tree and closed my eyes once again. Dreaming about the last time, we met. I felt a hand gently touch my face. I opened my eyes and there he knelt next to me in one of his suits. My hand traced the features of his face as his eyes fluttered closed. Our lips met gently as I trailed kissed down his neck. He smiled still with his eyes closed. "Matthew," she whispered. As I kissed his neck out of the corner of my eye, I had seen a figure standing on the hill behind us. I stopped and pulled away, suddenly. His eyes opened and saw the shocked expression that played across my face. He turned to see what had stopped me.

"Wait here," he said as she stood up and walked towards the figure. I saw them gently exchanged greetings. They were too far out of my hearing rage, so I sat still and waited for them to return. Nevertheless, I knew the man as Mr. Philips his father's servant. I was suddenly taken out of my thoughts when Mr. Philips tipped his hat and mounted his house and rode back over the hill. He turned and walked down the hill back to me. His smiled sent shivers down my spine, and I returned the smile. His expression changed to horror when I turned to see what he was looking at. I turned quickly to see a man with a weapon in his left hand. He drove the knife into my chest. I heard my lover scream at the top of his lungs, and the man run in the opposite direction. I fell to the ground clutching the knife that was in my chest. I pulled it out slowly taking big breathes, feeling the blood pouring out onto my hands. I felt his hands on my chest trying to stop the bleeding.

"I...I..." I tried to speak but felt his hands on my lips.

"Ssshhh..." he said as the tears fell from his eyes. "Save your strength, you're going to need it"

"I love you... George," I said with my last breathe.

~~~~Chapter One: Reality or Fantasy ~~~~

I awoke suddenly screaming his name, "Matthew!" my father run into my room.

"Kurt?" he said as he sat next to me on the bed. "Are you okay buddy? What's wrong?" he added.

"Nothing dad, it's just another dream" I said to him calmly.

"Okay," he said as he stood up and kissed my forehead.

"Goodnight Buddy," I smiled and rolled over to face my window.

I had been having many of those dreams. It was as if I was Matthew. I felt his pain and heart ache as he took his last breathe. Latterly my dreams were about him. The memoires and feelings I felt when I was dreaming were so strong. I rolled over, so my dad took the hint that I wanted to sleep. It had been months since my mother was killed in a car accident. It left my father and younger brother Finn, alone. I blamed myself for the accident as she was rushing from a meeting to pick me up from school. I had been sick and did not want to stay at school. Father says I am looking more and more like her every day.

The sun rose and I slowly opened my eyes, I looked over at my clock it read five to six. My alarm was about to go off. I pulled back the sheets and got out of bed. My alarm began to go off. I turned it off. I turned my music on and walked into my bathroom. I took a long shower, I always found that when I needed to relax. I would always sing in the shower. After the relaxing shower, I walked to my wardrobe and looked for an outfit to wear. I sighed as I picked something out. I had really lost my sense of being fashionable since my mum died. I walked downstairs to find my brother sitting on the bench eating breakfast. I knew my dad had already left for work as the newspaper was sitting in front of Finn. "Morning, Finn" I said as I passed him and walked towards the fridge to get a drink of orange juice.

"Morning Kurt, how did you sleep? Anymore of those dreams?" he asked. Finn was the only one who knows what my dreams were about as I always told my dad that my dreams were just nightmares. Finn was only a couple of years younger than me but some people thought he was older because of his height. He looked like a giant when standing next to me.

"It was normal, and yes Finn," I said as I sat on the bar stools.

"What was about this time?" he asked now dropping the newspaper and looking at me.

"Matthew's death," I said as I took a sip of my juice.

"Oh how did he die?"

"He was murdered in front of me... I mean him" I said as I got up and made myself some toast. Finn had a shock expression on his face.

"Finn its okay, I'm fine. Just a silly dream." I said with a fake smile. He nodded in agreement.

"I know you don't think this but what if these dreams are real? What if you're dreaming about a past life? I was looking up on Google and a couple sites came up," Finn said looking at me.

The thought had not crossed my mind. Could this be a past life? I mean I was watching it threw Matthew's eyes. I was totally lost in my thoughts until Finn cleared his throat.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I said looking at Finn.

"I was saying since mum's been gone. You do not hang out with your friends anymore. You're just a zombie."

"Well I'm sorry Finn, I just don't like who my friends are anymore," I said eating a piece of toast.

"Okay, but come on, you need friends..." I went to interrupt him. "And before you ask no I'm just your brother".

"What I was going to say was, who made you boss," I said laughing. Finn laughed with me.

"Come on, we'll be late" I said looking at him. We both ran to our room and grabbed our bags. As we ran out the door, I locked it behind me. As we arrived at the bus stop, the bus was just arriving itself. Finn sat up the front with his friends and the only open seat was next to this person, I had never seen before. I sat next to him; I smiled when he looked at me. I returned my eyes to the front of the bus watching my brother having fun with his friends. I took a deep breath as I slowly relaxed. The boy I had sat next to cleared his throat and said quietly, "Hi, I'm Blaine, Blaine Anderson" he had his hand outstretched in front of me. I shook his hand.

"Hi Blaine, I'm..." I started.

"Kurt Hummel, yeah I know we were lab partners last week," he said interrupting me.

"Oh yeah sorry, a bit out of place" I said to him with a smile, as I turned to look at him properly for the first time. I could not believe I had missed him before. He looked like a super model or a guy out of the magazines. His brown hair was uncontrolled by a lot of hair products that I could now smell, his eyes were a hazel fire, they would light up when he was thinking a little bit too hard, which was apparently happening now. His eyes were now on mine, 'damn, he caught me looking at him' I thought to myself.

"That's okay, is that your older brother?" he asked looking at Finn.

"Yeah, my younger brother Finn" I said with a small as I glanced towards Finn.

"Younger? He looks older," Blaine said with a small laugh. 'Oh god that laugh, it's so sexy. How can a laugh be that sexy', once again I was lost in my thoughts when he had snapped me out of them.

"I'm really sorry about your lost," he said, as he looked me straight in the eyes.

"Huh?" I looked at him a bit confused and a bit lost in his eyes.

"Your mother, I heard she died a couple of months ago?" he said as if he had said something wrong.

"Oh yeah, like I said I'm a bit lost," I said turning to the front of the bus to clear my head.

"Yeah, I know that feeling, when you lose someone so close. You feel like your world is torn apart" he said softly as he glanced out the window. I turned to looked at him, he seemed so sad but yet there was something in his eyes that I couldn't quiet put my finger on.

The rest of the ride I sat in silence as I listened to his breathing. It felt so weird that his breathing was so calming. I wondered why, I felt so relaxed around him. As the bus stopped out front of the school, everyone slowly got off. William McKinley High School was a big school with around 3,000 students. The school was five stories high. As I made my way towards my locker, I noticed two men standing by their black car. Something did not feel right when I walked past them; it felt like their eyes followed me. As I reached my locker, I opened it up and glanced inside of it. I sighed of course it was Monday that meant science first up. I grabbed my biology book and slammed my locker shut. Suddenly I lost the feelings in my legs I slide down the lockers. My eyes closing on me, I drifted back into my dream world.