So I've been going through and editing this story, I've added a few things so it might be worth a reread, especially since its been a while ( a long looonnngggg while) since it was last updated.

Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I do not own glee or any associated property; plot or characters. Some characters referenced from CP Coulter's Dalton; I do not own this either. The Plot of this story is owned by me and a few OC's.

Hollie

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Blaine's POV

Blaine didn't know what had come over him that day at the Lima Bean. He just couldn't take it anymore. He'd had enough.

Complain.

That's all Kurt ever did these days, Complained.

Always complaining. Sebastian this, Sebastian that. Anyone would think that Kurt himself fancied Sebastian.

Blaine quickly pushed that thought from his head. Kurt could never like Sebastian, he hated him. Didn't he?

Blaine could feel the prickling in his eyes of tears threatening to fall. He couldn't cry now, not here, not in front of the entire group of warblers. But if he didn't leave soon he knew that that's exactly what would happen. Thad had already noticed that something was up with the curly haired boy.

So, without warning Blaine picked up his bags and walked out of the warblers hall, ignoring the calls from his fellow warblers asking were he was going, as he felt the first tear roll down his cheek, and soon his hazel eyes were overflowing with them.

As soon as he was in the room he slid down the door, unable to keep the sobs from escaping his mouth any longer, not noticing the other boy in the room watching him. He could feel his whole body shacking. He was cold and hungry but he couldn't get up, not yet. In fact he was fairly sure if he stood he'd just fall back down again.

Blaine had never meant to hurt Kurt, not like that. He couldn't - wouldn't. Or at least he thought he couldn't, was sure of it a few hours ago, but that didn't change the facts. Blaine had just been so angry, so inexplicably enraged, especially after the argument he'd had with Sebastian that morning, over Kurt no less. And then Kurt had said Seb had- had accused Seb of- but no, no that couldn't be right, couldn't be true, Blaine refused to believe it.

He still shouldn't have said those things though. Not to Kurt. Sweet, gentle, brilliant Kurt, who after everything he'd been through deserved the world and then some and- and maybe Seb was right, maybe there was some truth to his words, maybe Blaine did have a slight crush on Kurt after all, but that's all it was, a small school boy crush, right? Right?

Thad's POV

"Thad! Thad, wait up!" James was running to catch up, his messy curls bouncing around on top of his head. "What the hell is up with Blaine?" James panted, doubling over with his hands on his knees, like he'd just run a marathon, maybe they all had been eating to many of Kurt's cookies.

"I was going to ask you the same thing, he seemed a little off in warblers practise. He wasn't paying any attention. Wes was trying to ask him if he had any thoughts on our song choice for our performance at the valentines day fair next week, but he just got up and raced out the door. It's not like Blaine to be so distracted, especially this close to regionals. For a second there I thought I saw him crying." Thad explained to the small curly haired boy stood in front of him. James reminded him a lot of a younger Blaine when he first came to Dalton, (before he discovered hair gel). "What was he like when he got back to your guises dorm room?"

"As soon as he came in the door he just broke down and cried. I don't think he even noticed I was there, he just stayed were he had fallen down the door for ages. Eventually I had to climb out the window to get to class. He wasn't in trig though, I think he might still be in dorm." Thad hadn't wanted to disturb Blaine, not with the state he was in. He looked like he would shatter, right there on the floor of their shared dorm room, if anyone so much as nudged him.

"Wha… you…climbed out the window…. Your 4 floors up!"

"Yeah, I've had some practise…"

"There's no way you could jump down from that height and be unharmed!"

"I might have gotten back inside through your window…"

"But…its locked!"

"Locks were never really a problem for me… Remember your birthday"

"But…how? I thought you just used Josh's key? "

"Nope. Josh was just as surprised as you were, that was some of my best work, some of the best work ever seen at Dalton. And don't give me that look, its not bragging if its true." Thad smirked "Oh, and, you can have your watch back."

"Wha…When did you get this?"

"In biology. I needed to know the time."

"But…I was wearing it…it was on my wrist!"

"Hey, its not a skill I'm proud of."

Thad gave him a 'really?' look.

"Ok, so maybe it is a skill I'm proud of. I just have a natural talent." James shrugged. "We're getting way off subject here, we need to work out what's going on with Blaine."

The two boys shared a worried look.

"Maybe we should ask Kurt, see if he knows what's up." James suggested

"I had French with Kurt today, he seemed pretty upset too. He wasn't at warbler practise either."

As soon as the words had left Thad's mouth everything suddenly became clear and he boys shared a knowing look.

Thad was the first to speak;

"We need to find Kurt, at the rate their going they'll never realise their in love with eachother."

And with that the two boys started towards study room C, where Kurt sat staring blankly at his history textbook.

Kurt's POV

Kurt hadn't realised he was crying until a tear dripped onto his history notes in front of him.

He quickly went to wipe his tears away, only to find his cheeks were soaked and drying them wouldn't be any good. He could already feel more prickling in his eyes as he started shaking unable to control the sobbing that escaped his lips any longer. He was suddenly very grateful that the last few people in study hall C had left about an hour ago, he had thought about going back to his dorm, but he new he would never get any homework done in the craziness that is Windsor house.

This thought was cut short though as the double doors suddenly burst open and in stepped James and Thad. Even the sight of James nearly drove him mad, he looked almost identical to Blaine, and him and Blaine often referred to each other as their brother.

There was a worrying look of determination on both James and Thad's faces, which quickly turned to worry when they saw Kurt, fresh tears rolling down his porcelain cheeks.

"Kurt?"

"Kurt, what's the matter? Has something happened between you and Blaine?"

At the mention of his best friends name (or was it ex-best friend now?) Kurt finally broke down, unable to control his feelings any longer.

So he told them all about what had happened that morning at the Lima Bean between him and Blaine. How Blaine had said he'd had enough of Kurt's complaining about Sebastian 'meerkat-faced' Smyth (the nickname meerkat face had been thought up a while back by Kurt), about how he said he couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't stand Kurt and finally how Blaine had then gone on to compare him to Karofsky, accusing him of spreading lies about Sebastian to hide how he really felt.

As soon as he had told them everything he felt a weight lift from his shoulders, the pain in his chest were his heart was, was still there though.

He still couldn't bring himself to talk about what had happened between him and Sebastian the night before though, he hadn't even been able to tell Blaine, before they had had that big fight. The only person he had told was his step brother Finn. At the mere thought of the night before the pain in his chest became unbearable, like his heart was being ripped out. His knees started to wobble and feel weak giving out from under him. There was a dull pain in the back of his head that he couldn't focus on and the last thing Kurt remembered before he blacked out was somebody calling his name.

It sounded a lot like his mom.

*flashback*

"Mommy I'm home from school. I had so much fun today, we did painting in art and Mrs Ralphertied said I was one of the best painters in the class. Isn't that great mommy?… Mommy?"

No Reply

"Mommy?"

No Reply

8 year old Kurt walked into the living room where his mother lay on the sofa white as a sheet and not moving. His dad Burt was just coming in from locking the car when he heard his son scream.

The funeral was a couple of weeks later. Kurt and his dad didn't talk much in the months that followed, they kept to themselves, while keeping a watchful eye on one another. The image of his mothers lifeless form lying there on the couch still haunted Kurt's memory, would plague his nightmares for years to come.

The doctors said there was nothing more they could have done. It was just a matter of time until the cancer took over.

*end flashback*

Thad's POV

After Kurt had told them what had happened between him and Blaine, all three boys were quiet for a long time deep in their own thoughts.

That was until suddenly Kurt wasn't standing anymore, he had fallen to the floor and blacked out.

"Kurt!"

"Kurt!"

Both boys shouted.

Kurt's head hit the marble floor with a sickening thud, a loud cracking sound, reverberating through the hall, like that of bone breaking.