Kurt sat on his bed. How could I be so stupid, and then admitting to him that I actually thought it was going to be me he was going to sing to! Wow. He will never feel comfortable around me again! How could I of made such a fool of myself, in front of the one person whom I truly believed I loved, and I though actually cared for me the same way—
My- self loathing thoughts were cut short by a knock at my door, I looked up slightly to see the one and only person on my mind, Blaine.
"Hey, you seemed pretty upset after the single person's dinner last night. I just wanted to see if you were ok, but you didn't answer your phone. So I stopped by." He said.
"Oh! Sorry I guess I was just lost in my thoughts yesterday and I haven't been paying attention to my phone lately."
Blaine smile one of his charming, dapper smile, then walked in the room closing the door behind him slightly. He then walked over to the end of my bed. I gestured for him to sit down, and he did. He was only like a half a foot away from me.
"What you did for every one last night was really wonderful." Blaine stated, attempting to make small talk I think.
"Thanks." Was all I could manage to reply.
Every other time I felt like this I would have loved to have Blaine there like he was now, but at this very moment in time is one when I really just wished he wasn't. He looked at me and just stared. I could tell just by looking into his eyes almost every emotion he was feeling right then. Confusion, sadness, happiness, Zen, and then there was something else that I didn't quite recognize. Then Blaine let out a heavy sigh, as if he had been holding it in for ages and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Kurt." He said shaking his head.
"Um… why?" I asked utterly confused.
"Because I let you get your hopes up as fast as I crushed them. You thought I would sing to you because of the way I acted but I didn't." He let out.
"So? What? You liked someone else that wasn't me. That's nothing new to me." I said, though it hurt a bit to have to admit the truth like that.
"Well, that's the thing. I didn't really like the guy at all, ok maybe I had a small crush on him, but it didn't compare to how I feel about you." Blaine said, clearly fighting back tears of anger.
"And, how exactly do you feel about me?" I pressed.
"I wasn't completely honest with you Kurt. I like you, a lot."
Then he turned his head away, raised his eyebrows a little and tilted his head to the side.
"No, scratch that. I love you Kurt Hummel. I love everything about you. Your voice, your compassion, how much you care, the way you are always there when I need you. You are truly an inspiration to me. And I can't imagine what losing you would be like." He finally said.
I looked at him, unsure of what to say and contemplating if I was just dreaming or if he had actually said the things he did. I have always wondered what it would be like if one day Blaine would say I love you, but I never dreamed that one day he actually would. He was still looking down at the bed, when I finally came back to reality. Do something Kurt! Don't make him feel like he just totally made a fool of himself! I told myself mentally. So I reached out and put my hand under his chin and lifted his head up so he was looking back at me. Then I did the only thing that came to mind that I thought would make the situation less awkward. I leaned in and braved a kiss. Thankfully he kissed me back. In that kiss all sorts of love exploded. We pulled apart slightly. I rested our foreheads together; our eyes were both still closed.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to hear you say that." I whispered.
He gave a small quiet laugh, and then resumed the kiss. The rest of the night was filled with sweet little kisses every so often and lying next to each other being all cutesy. Until we both fell asleep soundly in the comfort of each other's arms.