Pride

1. Nobody said it was easy

Hey, you Guys :)

I'm happy to present you my first Fanfiction. It's going to be a multichapter, with something around 14 Chapters. It takes place after season 4, but... well, I have to admit, that not everything is the way it was in season 4. For example the Thing with Eli isn't solved, but it will be after this chapter. Hope you like it.

I don't own anything, although I'd like to own Chris Colfer xD

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions

Oh, let's go back to the start

Running in circles, coming up tails

Heads on a silence apart

Nobody said it was easy

It's such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy

The Landscape is passing by outside the window of the plane. A River makes his way down there, blue and wide.

Just like his eyes.

I sigh and hide my face in my hands.

When I thought about moving to New York, I didn't know even a river would remind me of Kurt. I thought, I could simply be near him, at least just live in the same city as he did, maybe have coffee with him sometimes.

But I was obviously wrong.

Though I tried to get him out of my mind, my subconscious can't (or don't want to) let him go. He belongs to me like music, or… hair gel!

I'm thrown back into reality when the phone in my pocket vibrates.

It's a message from Eli.

Where are you? We need to talk.

Oh.

I'm going to New York.

Nearly after a second I get the answer.

You still love him.

Well, at least he's not stupid.

More than I could tell you. I'm sorry.

I turn the phone off. When I put it back into my pocket, my fingers reach for the little blue box with the ring. I sigh. I know it's not the right time to ask him. I know it's completely childish. But something in me wants to do it though.

Because our Brake-up had nothing to do with Love.

Because it was a defeat.

A defeat against the time, the distance and coincidences.

I can't say it wasn't our fault. Of course it was. We both did things that we wish we didn't. We made mistakes. I cheated on him. He forgot me. But we knew from the beginning that it wouldn't be easy. Nobody said that. It was clear, that for a gay couple, separated by nearly 500 miles, one with a new life, the other with his old, life wouldn't be easy. Even though they are soulmates. Or maybe just because of that.

Suddenly I miss Kurt so much it takes my breath away. His eyes, that can say more than thousand words, his hands, with which he presents me flowers, grinning like hell, his lips, with which he smiles, whenever I tell him that I love him – but mostly I miss his voice.

The voice with which he tells me he loves me.

When I have got my luggage after landing in New York this afternoon, I reach for the phone in my pocket nearly hectically and call Kurt.

"Blaine!"

His voice sounds strange. Not as he were extremely happy to hear me, but still not like he would throw the phone against the wall, or something.

"Hi Kurt!"

Silence. Endless wasted time.

"You did arrive?"

A senseless question to fill the space between us.

"Yeah, I'm at the airport."

"What are you going to do?"

"I … will look for a hotel…?"

An audible question goes with my words.

"You didn't reserve one yet?!"

"Well… no."

He sighs.

"Blaine, we're in New York! You have to reserve a hotel at least one week before you arrive."

"Oh. What am I going to do?"

He's quiet.

"Kurt?"

"You can live with Rachel and me until you find something else, okay? Take a cab. And Blaine?"

"Yes?"

"I'm glad, you're here."