Chapter one

"That's it then, huh?"

Mercedes, my best friend, wrapped her arm around my shoulders, "I'm so sorry, Kurt. Look, the second I find him I'll give him a piece of my mind."

I chuckled, even though it was dry and possibly the last thing I felt like doing. "No, that's alright. I just… I'm already here. When I see him, I'll figure it out, but until then, I'll just hang out here."

She frowned, "want me to stay? I mean, you did get a room at a hotel. How about I stay with you until we decide to go?"

I looked up at her and smiled, "You know, that sounds perfect."

I remember when I first met him. I envied how calm he was and how he was and how he fit in everywhere. But we never talked. Not until three years ago.

"Watch it!" I hissed as I scurried to my dorm, doing my best to avoid all of the others in the hall. That was until I ran into someone, my books falling to the ground. I sighed and ducked to the ground to get my stuff.

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry." The voice of the person I ran into gasped. I froze. I knew that voice. I ducked my face to the floor. "It's fine, really."

I stood and raised my head. My eyes met green and Justin Green smiled. I felt my cheeks heat up as he said, "You're Kurt, right?"

I nodded, my mouth feeling dry and making me unable to speak. A hand reached to where I was cradling my books and took them out of my hands. I blinked at Justin who just smiled shyly. "I should help. I did just run into you, ya know?"

And that was it. I was hooked. It was the start of a wonderful romance that ended in heartbreak.

After years of dating, Justin and I moved to Manhattan. He was a dream come true, sweet and kind and romantic. He would make me laugh and smile and even listen to me sing when I thought he wasn't paying attention. Justin took up being an author while I did my best to become a fashion designer, even picking up a job at an off Broadway show.

Life was perfect. Justin brought his cat, Phillip, to live with us. That was around the time he proposed.

"So, Kurt, I've been thinking…"

I looked up from one of my sketches and raised an eyebrow. "About what?"

"Us."

I felt my stomach drop. Did that mean he wanted to break up? Was I getting boring? I chewed on the eraser tip of my pencil to settle my nerves, tons of thoughts rushing through my head.

I didn't realize he'd gotten onto one knee until he took hold of my hands, tearing my pencil away from reach. I wanted to pout and tell him that was my favorite pencil, but then I realized what was going on. Justin clumsily dug through the pocket on his pants until he found what he'd been looking for.

"Look, Kurt, I know we've been dating for two years now and I don't think I've told you how much I love you. I can't remember the last time I kissed you good morning or held you just because I could. So, I want to officially make you mine. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, will you marry me?"

He opened a black ring box to reveal a diamond ring with words carved on the band. I blinked, feeling dizzy and lost. He chuckled and tossed the ring box in his hands nervously, "I know, cheesy right?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him. "Of course I'll marry you, silly!"

He laughed and picked me up, twirling me until I pounded on his back and yelled at him to put me down. His eyes were glossed over when he put me down, but the emerald in them shined brighter than ever. We were in love and we were engaged.

So that's when I started planning. We both did. And it took months but we finally decided to have a wedding in Australia. We got three separate planes. One for me and my bridesmaids, one for him and his best man and friends, and one for the rest of the guests.

And this is when the story catches up. I was at the chapel with everyone except for Justin. He didn't show up. He left. He disappeared completely. And I was devastated. But, I decided to not let it get to me. Maybe he needed some time. Or maybe he just decided he didn't love me. He didn't want to kiss me good morning or hold me.

I didn't want to think of it that way. I really didn't. And so here I was. In Australia with my best friends, family, and even Justin's family. Yet, my fiancé (ex-fiancé?) never showed up. And the only guys from his plane that showed up were Puck and Finn. They had no clue where Justin was.

But I'm staying in Australia. I'm going to have fun, even though my heart's broken. And I'm going to try and find where the man I loved was at. Even though it seemed useless now.

A/N:So that was it! The first chapter of a story I shall try out. What do you guys think? And should I even continue doing this?

Love you guys (even though I'm not familiar with you guys yet)!

~Toxic