"I'm never saying goodbye to you"
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"All I know since yesterday, is everything has changed" Taylor Swift & Ed Sheeran – Everything has Changed
Santana strolled into Kurt's bedroom, not bothering to check if he was sleeping, or changing, or even in there for that matter. She glanced over to his bed, noticing his sleeping form and smirked slightly knowing this gave her more time to look through his things. Again. By now it was common knowledge that Kurt and Blaine did more than hook up at the disaster that was Emma and Mr Shue's wedding and she wanted proof. Mostly so she could blackmail Kurt into letting her live there a little longer, but also because, and she would never admit this, but she kinda liked Little Hummel and his trophy boy toy together. A little bit. Maybe.
She walked over to his bedside table and unplugged his phone from the charger, cringing slightly as she saw the Elizabeth Taylor home screen. Kurt really wasn't doing himself any favours. She knew his password (it was still the date that him and Blaine first got together) and flicked through his text messages, ignoring the stupidly cheesy, slightly cringy texts from Kurt's flavour of the week - Adam, before stopping on his most recent text from Blaine - two days ago.
Kurt, do you want to talk about what happened at the wedding? Because I know you said (repeatedly) that we're not getting back together but I just can't stop thinking about you. About us. Let me know if you want to see me, or skype, or have a phonecall... Whatever. Just please, don't leave me waiting. :-( x
Santana rolled her eyes at his neediness and was just about to put the phone down when it buzzed:
Kurt, I LOVE you and I'm sorry about everything that has happened and for texting you... a bit... Okay, a lot, but I just miss you! Please please please just reply to this one. I love you. B.
Before Santana even really thought about it, she deleted the text. For a split second she felt kinda guilty, but clearly Kurt didn't want to talk to Blaine, at least not right now and she was certain she did the right thing. She leant down to put the phone back on the nightstand and turned to leave the room but a rather pissed of Kurt Hummel's voice stopped her.
"Santana! What the HELL are you doing in here? It's 6am! I haven't got a class until 12!"
Santana put on her best Lima Heights Bitch Face and simply stated, "It's what I do! Didn't I tell you that already?"
Kurt groaned and crashed his head back onto the mess of pillows on his bed as Santana saunted out of his room, slamming the door in her wake. He was exahusted, for the fifth night in a row he had been awake until the early hours of the morning thinking about the wedding, about what to tell Adam, but most of all he was thinking about Blaine. If he was being honest with himself, when didn't he think about Blaine? He was constantly replaying the events of the wedding in his head, to the point where even minor details couldn't be forgotten. He remembered the way Blaine tasted when he kissed him - expensive wine and wedding cake - and how he could make Kurt's heart race by nibbling the spot just below his ear... The annoying thing was, how ever much he tried to deny it, it wasn't just the sex he remembered. He couldn't get out of his head the flash of hurt in Blaine's eyes after he told him we're not getting back together. And honestly? They weren't getting back together. Blaine had completely broken his heart, and to think he just assumed that having some trashy wedding sex would make up for the fact he cheated on him? It didn't. At all.
Kurt groaned and covered his ears with the pillows as he heard the tell-tale signs of Rachel and Brody's early morning ron-de-vouz. He couldn't help but think of when that was him and Blaine... No. It was him and Adam now. Adam. Adam. Adam. Not Blaine. The fact that Kurt had to tell himself that in his head every day proved that even he didn't believe it. However much he wanted to..
"Nobody said it was easy, it's such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be this hard. Oh, take me back to the start" Coldplay – The Scientist
Xxxxxx Blaine's POV xxxxxxx
"Not sure how to feel about it, something in the way you move, makes me feel like I can't live without you... It takes me all the way, I want you to stay"
Rihanna – Stay (ft. Mikky Ekko)
Love: it was a big word and something Blaine Anderson had never experienced. Until he met Kurt, that is. Everything changed when he met Kurt. He felt something special when looked at Kurt; he experienced emotions he didn't know existed. He felt happiness, love and passion. It was love, true and unconditional love. Or at least it used to be. Until Blaine did the worst mistake of his life. The last months had been a living hell for Blaine. He'd hated himself for weeks; he'd woken up in the middle of the night crying for no reason. But then he'd met Kurt at the wedding and everything had seemed so right again. He'd been happy and found a reason to smile. But something wasn't quite right. "We're not dating, we're just friends"
He could hear Kurt's voice as he said it. Not dating – just friends. Blaine sighed. It wasn't what he wanted, definitely not. He wanted to be with Kurt all the time. He wanted to kiss Kurt, feel his touch on his skin, look into his eyes and tell him he loved him. Forever and ever. But that couldn't happen. And why the hell not?! There wasn't a good reason for them not being together. Kurt had practically forgiven Blaine and they should be together again, right? Yeah, but they weren't. Why wasn't everything like in those cheesy movies made in Hollywood? You break up, you forgive each other, you move on and fall in love again. Shame it wasn't so easy in real life. No, real life was far more complicated. Blaine wasn't a charming man with a British accent who could charm anyone. He was just boring old Blaine Anderson. He sighed and his thoughts were disturbed by someone hitting his arm playfully.
Blaine looked at Sam Evans, his best friend and smiled.
"Blaine, man, what are you thinking about?"
"Hi Sam, um nothing really" Blaine wasn't going to spend another lunch break telling Sam about his love for Kurt. It was weird that Sam still hung out with him, seeing as all Blaine did was whine about Kurt not replying to any of his texts. Honestly, Blaine had sent a ton of messages. They weren't annoying or anything. At least he didn't think so? He just wanted to know if Kurt thought about what happened at the wedding as much as he did, and if Kurt missed him. And then, he might have asked why Kurt wasn't replying to his texts. God Blaine was so pathetic. It was obvious that Kurt didn't love him anymore.
"So what song are you doing this week?"
Blaine turned to Sam and said, "What?"
Sam looked at Blaine quizzically. "Uh, the assignment for Glee club? Dude, what's up with you today? You're acting all spaced out."
"Oh I forgot… What's the assignment?" Blaine sighed, not really excited about singing anything right now.
Sam rolled his eyes. "It's gender swap week or something lame? So all us dudes gotta sing songs by girls and vice versa. I'm thinking about doing a song by Ke$ha, she's pretty cool."
Blaine laughed. "Wow, really? What song and why?"
"I don't know" Sam shrugged. "Maybe Die Young, it really speaks to me man. Gotta live life, right?"
Blaine smiled. "Definitely."
"So, what are you doing? Some love song maybe? I mean, you and Kurt are basically dating again."
"Apart from the fact that Kurt actually hasn't spoken to me since the wedding" Blaine sighed.
"Well…." Sam smiled. "Maybe he lost his phone or something. New York is a big city you know."
Blaine smiled. Sam was adorable for trying to make Blaine feel less pathetic and ignored. He really did love Sam. But not as much as he loved Kurt.
"Funny you're the broken one, but I'm the only one who needed saving. Because when you never see the lights, it's hard to know which one of us is caving."
Rihanna – Stay
Blaine looked at his phone for the hundredth time that day. Still no reply from Kurt. God, Blaine was getting worried, and slightly impatient. It said that the message has been delivered. So why no reply? Maybe Kurt actually didn't care. Blaine shook his head. No, he refused to believe that. He knew Kurt cared, he knew there was something special between them. He knew they'd both felt it, that's why they hooked up at the wedding. Blaine looked around him, the Glee club was in full swing. Marley was currently singing a song by some British singer songwriter that had the line "kiss me like you wanna be loved" in it. Blaine felt like crying, he just missed Kurt so much. He was going to sing tomorrow, in front of the Glee club. He knew what he was going to sing. It was obvious. Stay, by Rihanna. It was the perfect song. He listened to Marley's performance but he couldn't look at her. He couldn't look at anyone. He just looked down at his feet. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned around. Sam smiled at him and it was as if he knew just what Blaine was thinking about. Blaine smiled. Life wasn't easy without Kurt, but it was easier when he had a best friend like Sam. Blaine just really, really, really missed Kurt.