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My eyes followed the white fluffy snow as it blew around effectively snowing me in for the night. I sat in my window seat, my hands cradling a now cold cup of coffee. The book that I had been reading laying several feet away from me on the floor. The memories flooded back reading about a happy and in love couple desperate for each other's love. Everything reminded me of him, he's in everything that I do, a song on the radio, a book, even as I look around my bedroom. I knew that I was just being silly, i knew that I had nobody to blame but myself. Sometimes I wonder why the jealousy eats at me so bad, Elliot had liked me and had never made it a secret. After a while he had given up on me, it wasn't until I had realized that he had started to move on that I had feeling for him the whole time. It was partly my fault because I never told him about my feeling after he pulled back. I knew that he wouldn't consider me a second time, especially when he had every gay guy in New York interested in him. He had always had everybody falling for him but for a short while, he had only wanted me.
Elliot had been my rock after the band had gotten together, he was there every day. He helped me through my break-up with Blaine. Elliot had been the one who had told me about Blaine cheating on me behind my back. The night that he had told me i blew up at him, I yelled and threw things at him until i broke down into a mess curled up on the floor. He stayed with me that night and wouldn't let me called or text Blaine until i was calmed down and thinking properly. The day after I broke up with Blaine and Elliot and myself got closer.
Then one day Elliot started to pull back, instead of seeing him every day that turned into every couple of days, then once a week until we didn't talk at all. The band broke up because everybody was so involved in their own lives that we all stopped talking. I moved out of mine and Rachel's flat, when she invited Blaine up for the weekend, hoping that we would rekindle our relationship. I was moved out before he even got to New York. I adjusted to living alone quickly, being able to finally have my own space did wonders for my mood. I had gotten promoted at work and are now junior editor. Everything had been going great until yesterday.
I had gotten off of work at quarter after three, which was really odd for me. Since becoming junior editor i had never gotten off before five, but my senior editor, Vince, had been itching to get home to his family for the Christmas holidays, this being his first Christmas with his new baby girl. So we decided to wrap up early. Since I had a whole two hours before I normally get home, I had decided to stop at my favourite coffee shop 'cold outside' which had only opened three weeks before and was thriving. I ordered my coffee and way to the very back table where I pull out my laptop and put my headphones in and switch to my writing playlist and settle in to write a chapter or two before heading home.
I was so absorbed in my writing that I didn't notice that the coffee shop had started to fill up. I looked up when the sounds were starting to override my music, only to see that there wasn't many seats left in the fairly big coffee shop. I let my eyes wander and i froze when my eyes locked on on a familiar head of dark brown hair. My breath seemed to leave me, and the world seemed to stop for a moment. Elliot threw his head back and laughed, his arm tightening over the shoulder of a younger blonde with a shock of blue in his hair. I watched as Elliot leaned over and attached his lips to the blonde's, the air seemed to suck itself back into my lungs at the sight. I felt my eyes being to water and quickly began to pack my stuff back into my bag, I blasted my music so that I couldn't hear anything as i almost ran out of the coffee shop.
I didn't stop until i had almost ran three blocks, i leaned against the wall of a brick building as tears finally began to run down my cheeks. I leaned over and grabbed my knees to keep myself standing as it panted trying to catch my breath though my tears. It felt as if my heart was icing over with the weather, as the snow began to fall while i rested against the wall. After about ten minutes, I finally pulled myself together enough to make the walk home. I stopped at the corner store a block away from my house, because there was no way that i was going to be able to get through the night without my mint ice cream.
After making my way upstairs, I cried all the way through the night. I cried because of the ache in my heart. I cried for what could've been and for the secret hope that one day that we would find our way back to each other. After about half of the pint of ice cream, i put it away in the freezer before throwing the tv on some random tv show. I made myself get in the shower, do my face routine, before finally putting on some comfy sweats and climbing into my huge fluffy bed and pulling my comforter around me. It took hours before i was finally able to fall asleep.
The next morning, my eyes were sore and puffy when I managed to pull myself out of bed. I had texted Vince early that morning to let know that I wouldn't be able to go to work that day. When he texted me back, he was concerned because i had never missed a day unless i was dieting of a cold. I had really had no choice but to tell him that i was having a little break down, Vince, was in short, one of the best people in the world. He had texted me back and told me to stay in bed and take the day off, saying that I wouldn't be any good until i had gotten it out of my system.
So i did what he told me to do, I slept in until noon. After I managed to pull myself out of my comfy bed and to the bathroom to wash my face. I took a moment to look myself in the mirror and pulled myself together. I knew that after today, i had to pick myself up and move on, so I decided to start with my appartment. I pulled my overflowing hamper into the Laundry room and put one load on as i went and started to make breakfast. I pulled my emergency bacon out of the freezer and put it into the microwave to defrost. I started the water in my sink and put my day old dishes into soak. Then i heard a knock on my door, i reluctantly went to look to see who it was before opening the door. I looked through my peephole, only to see Vince's smiling face peering through the other side of the peephole. I groaned "come on Kurt, let me in. I know that you're in there, i bought bagels from your favourite bakery" he bribed. I slowly unlocked my door, a little confused as to why he was at my door at one on a work day.
After i opened the door, he pushed his way into my apartment. And walked right into my kitchen and turned my stove on and pulled the bacon out of the microwave. I sputtered "not that I'm not happy to see you, but what exactly are you doing in my apartment, cooking me breakfast" my voice had climbed in pitch before i was finished my sentence. He threw a smile over his shoulder as he started putting the bacon in the pan "well, technically speaking, it's lunch. And i know what it's like to have to go through something of this caliber alone, and I didn't want to see you alone here all day". I couldn't help the small smile that flickered across my face, i had lost all my friends when i broke up with Blaine. It was nice to see that the person that care about like a big brother was worried about me. I walked over and nudged Vince out of the way of the stove, i smiled at him "thank you Vince, i am happy that you are here, but you can't cook for shit so move" He playfully held up his hands surrendering the stove to me as he put the bagels into the toaster. I took the bacon out of the pan and put the eggs on and turned to see Vince taking the bagels out and putting butter and cream cheese one them, i regarded him carefully "so, Vince what plans did you have coming over here? Knowing you, you couldn't have come over without some big plan." He threw me a smirk over his shoulder before stage whispering "you'll just have to wait and see" I rolled my eyes and focused back on the eggs.
Once we had sat down to eat and had finished breakfast Vince got up and threw a bag at me " go grab a shower, put on the outfit in the bag and get ready because we are going shopping". I groaned knowing that he had planned to get me out of my apartment all this time, but made my way to the bathroom know that i really didn't have a choice in this matter.