DISCLAIMER: ALL CHRACTERS BELONG TO CP COULTER EXCEPT KURT HE BELONGS TO WHOEVER OWNS THE SHOW GLEE OR SOMETHING….

Julian ran out of the Stuart house with started falling down his face. He was leaving, for good. He had just got into a big argument with Logan. He was used to it, most of the time afterwards he would marvel with the fact that he had Logan's undivided attention for a moment, even if it was in an argument. It was always the same thing, someone makes a snarky comment and the other person talks back, which leads to a big argument of calling each other names and occasionally pushes. But this time, this time, Logan went too far.

The argument lasted for an hour and even Julian couldn't remember how it started.

"You are a selfish person, you don't think of anyone but yourself!" Julian shouted.

"What? I think about other people! And who are you to judge? You are the most biggest diva in the world!"

"Who else do you think about? Oh! Is it Kurt? Kurtie, Kurt, Kurt. It's always about him too! You are always complaining about how Kurt loves Blaine and not you. Well boo hoo Logan! They love each other and you need to face the fact that you can't always get what you want."

"DON'T DRAG KURT INTO THIS!" Logan screamed, "And I don't know why you are going all up in my love life, when you don't even have one! Last time I checked, you've been alone for a VERY long time. Probably because nobody can take your infuriating attitude!"

Instantly tears started to gather in Julian's eyes. He turned around ran out of the door.

"You asshole!" Derek snarled from his spot for the first time in the night.

"How am I the one getting blamed for this? He started it!"

"It doesn't matter who started it Logan, You went too far! Did you not notice that he was crying!"

Logan blinked with surprise. Was Julian crying? He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Whatever." He said.

Derek growled and walked out the door slamming it shut. "Well good riddance!" Logan said to the door.

Derek raced to Julian's door and opened it. "Julian?" Derek looked around and found that the room was bare and empty, except for two suitcases that were set by the bed. Bing! Derek looked down at his phone.

From: Julian

I'll call for somebody to pick up my suitcases.

I'm sorry Derek, I need to leave.