Chapter 1

BLAINE

We were lying on the beach, snuggled up together. We were the only ones there. It was about midnight on a beach that had barely 3 people on it during the day. At the most.

I look over at Kurt. He was watching me with those piercing eyes. He had a slight smile on his face. I took in a moment to realize just how much I was in love with the man who had his arms wrapped around me. I love the way his eyes sparkle, the way he never fails to amaze me. I love how

he is the only person that gets me, and how I can open up to him about anything.

"What is it?" I asked Kurt, who was still smiling at me.

"I love you." He stated. He said it so plainly, so simple. As if it were engraved into stone and nothing could ever change it. As if no matter what happened, that one statement, those three words, would always be true. Always.

"I love you too." I murmured. This was an absolute fact. I've never met anyone quite like Kurt. I've never met anyone even close to Kurt. I love the way he walks, the way he talks, everything.

We looked into each others eyes for a few more seconds. Hell, maybe it was hours. I couldn't remember.

I looked up into his angelic face and said "I'll never ever forget you."

BEEEEEP. BEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEP.

Damn. It's morning already? I opened my eyes slowly. My heart was still in Dreamland, my happy place. I felt myself beginning to smile. Then BAM. Reality stuck.

It all came flooding back, every detail. Just like it did every morning. After every dream. After every moment of happiness.

It was precisely 2 years and 19 days ago.

My best friend (And secret lover) Kurt, was packing to leave to New York. He was going to live out his lifelong dream of being a fashion designer.

He had no idea what this was doing to me inside.

He had no idea that every single breath he took in was like gold to me. He had no idea that every time I asked for help on my homework, I really just wanted to spend more time with him. He had no idea the hours I spent daydreaming about marrying him one day, the times I would lose my train of thought as soon as he walked into the building, and how every time I started to spill my guts, something always fucking happened.

Some old friend would walk up and start a conversation, one of us would get a phone call, the bell would ring for class, it was always something.

He had no idea that me letting him go to New York took every ounce of strength I had.

Do it now, Blaine. He needs to know how you feel.

I can't tell him, he would feel guilty about leaving/

Maybe he feels the same way.

He's Kurt fucking Hummel. He can't possibly feel that way about little old me.

Have you seen the way he looks at you?

Yeah, we're just friends.

Oh what ever! HE HAS FEELINGS FOR YOU AND IF YOU DON'T FUCKING ADMITT

THAT YOU LOVE HIM YOU MIGHT NOT EVER SEE HIM AGAIN.

"BLAINE?" Kurt yelled. I immediately immersed from my thoughts.

Shit, I was arguing with myself. Somebody lock me up. Now. I'm a hazard to humanity.

"Sorry, I was busy thinking." I said. I kept looking at my feet. I felt Kurt sit beside me on his bed. He had all of his things packed, and they left for the air port in 3 hours.

"Blaine," he said. I looked into his eyes. I felt a sudden wave of emotion. I wasn't sure if I could hold it in any longer. "You're one of the very best friends I have ever had and

I can't even begin to explain what you mean to me." He smiled weakly and gave me a huge hug. I had always called it the Kurt hug. This was one of my very last Kurt hugs.

Unless you did something aboouuuutttt ittt!

SHUT THE FUCK UP. IM EMOTIONALY UNSTABLE.

There I go again. I'm obviously mentally unstable also.

"And neither could I." I whispered. He had no idea how much meaning those words held.

We looked into each others eyes. Just do it Blaine. Say it. Now. Say it.

"Hey Kurt.." I began. Suddenly Finn burst up into the room.

"DUDE THEY CHANGED YOUR FLIGHT TIME WE HAVE TO GET TO THE AIRPORT NOW OR WE'LL MISS THE PLANE COME ON DUDE HURRY UP!

"Finn grabbed Kurt's suitcases and started lugging them down the stairs.

"Goodbye Blaine." Kurt whispered. Tears filled his eyes. He smiled one last smile, and left. "I'm in love with you." I whispered into the empty room. I just stood there, in what was left of Kurt Hummel's room. My best friends room. The love of my life's room.

I'm living in Ohio still, working at McKinley High School as the new Glee Club Teacher. Can you imagine that?

I've tried calling Kurt's number on many occasions, but the number was out of service.

I would sometimes search his name on Google, and nothing would turn up.

He had no Facebook or Twitter.

He was gone, forever

My first fanfic!:D Woooo. Well since its my first, reviews are greatly appreciated. Lol(: More chapters coming sooonn. It's gonna be pretty short, unless I get more sudden inspiration. I'm thinking 3 chapters. Maybe more. Anyway, I don't own Glee or Blaine or Kurt.(: All I own is a laptop and a mind that's obsessed with Klaine.