A/N: Let me introduce myself first, Fallen Rue here. Here's the thing, I'm already a "veteran/oldie" (if we can call it that) when it comes to FF writing but you can see this is new account because in my "main" account, I haven't updated my pending works and if the readers find out that I'm writing for a "new"-ship without updating, they'll kill me, *hides under my bed*, but the hell, MS Klaine-ship got me out of my writer's block so here I am writing a FF for Klaine.

Okay, now then, this FF will be set right after BIOTA, will be a bit (fine, not really a bit) angst/drama. This will be a tri-shot, so enjoy. Oh, another thing, this is un-beta-ed, sincerest apologies for grammar and typographical errors. I'm human. (T.T)

Disclaimer: I don't own glee, Ryan Murphy does. But if I did, this FF will the in the next episode.

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But It's You

First Act: Kurt - Enough

Still in shock, I watched Rachel make her way out of the coffee shop, her words still ringing in my mind; I just had a relationship with a guy who turned out to be gay. I sighed, lucky her, at least Berry may claim that she did have a relationship with Blaine, in comparison to me, a guy who already admitted to the one person who gave me courage in my time of weakness, but still…

I overheard, and saw, the whole exchange that transpired between Blaine and Rachel. I knew I smiled when Blaine admitted he was gay, to quote, Yup, I'm gay. I'm one hundred percent gay. I did notice the glance that Blaine gave me as he said those words. But now, I'm also aware that I have to be the one to save Blaine's space on the waiting line now that Rachel left. All of a sudden, I felt a shiver run down my spine. It made me feel like throwing up, running, just leaving, anywhere, and someplace that I won't see Blaine.

What the hell's wrong with me? I should be jumping up and down for joy that he said that he was sure he's gay. I felt a sharp pain inside his chest. It hit me, aren't I stupid? Of course, he being gay doesn't change the fact... the fact that we're not together. It doesn't change the fact that I'm nothing more than just a best friend to him. It doesn't change the fact that he's not really… he doesn't see me more than just a friend. Damn it, now I feel like crying.

I will be stupid not to admit that whole Rachel/Blaine-dated-thing didn't hurt me. Of course it did. A guy I've been pinning on, who I've met before Berry will suddenly be taken away from me. But… but what right do I have to claim Blaine that he was mine? Gaga, I can feel tears now forming in my eyes. He was never mine, and maybe… maybe he will never be. God, this sucks, worst time to realize this, in a middle of a freaking coffee shop. I can feel a tear running down my cheek. Is this it? Is this where my very own When Harry Mets Sally ends, in a realization that my Harry… Blaine was just another Finn, guy who will never be with me.

This was torture. Complete utter torture, because I know any moment now I'm about to face Blaine, who was the last person I wanted to see right now. I can feel myself trembling, not because it's cold, because of this phantom pain I feel inside me. Pain, because of loving, falling for the wrong guy again. Pain, for assuming that Blaine likes me back. Pain, because I moronically read between the lines when there was really nothing to read. Pain, for having my feelings pushed aside as an after thought to Blaine and Rachel, that they didn't care how I felt the whole time they were getting to know each other. Pain… Pain… Pain…

Now, I know I'm crying. I quickly wiped my tears, but more followed. A sad smile then graced my face. The last time I talked to Blaine, he told me he was searching the real him. I should be happy for him, my friend, was now sure of whom he is, that he's no longer confused. I should apologize for snapping at him. He was right, of all people it should have been me who understood what he went through. But I acted like a selfish brat, because I was scared of losing him. But not anymore…

Enough… Enough Kurt… whispered a voice inside me. I buried my face on my hands. The pain was getting stronger by the second. Yes, it's time to…

"Kurt?" I know that voice. I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay?"

I turned my head away from him, and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Something just got inside my eye." I wiped my eyes with my sleeve quickly, and then turned to face him. I saw the concern in his eyes, but there's no more sense on allowing myself drown in those beautiful hazel eyes. "Don't worry Blaine," I paused, just saying his name hurts. I smiled the best I can then gestured my hand on my spot, "Rachel left so I saved your spot."

Blaine was looking me intensely, like I was one of his calculus assignments, like I'm some kind of equation he had to solve. "Kurt, you're shaking and you know you can't-"

I already knew what he was about to say, I know he can read me well, and I know that right now pain's written on my face, I think everyone in this room can. I cut him off, I smiled one more time, mustering all the dignity I have left to leave him, to walk away, "Hey, I have to go. I only stayed to save your spot. Bye."

I turned as fast as I can, not waiting for his response. I walked briskly to the table left my almost-full-cup-of-coffee then to pick up my bag. Without a much of a glance towards him, I made my way out of the coffee shop. Now my tears were freely following down my cheeks, I can hear myself sobbing. Crap, I feel so pathetic. Weren't I planning to apologize to him for being a bad friend? I kept in head down as my made my way to my car. As I was about to open driver's side door, a hand grabbed me and turned me to whoever he was.

Of course it was Blaine, but right now I would have been happier if it was Karofsky. At least all that Karofsky can do to me was punch me, something physical that medicine can cure, unlike Blaine, who was hurting without even trying, and there was no cure for it.

Blaine was breathless, he must have chased after me. His hand held my arm firmly, almost painfully. He then placed both his hands on my shoulders then said, "What happened in there? Why did you just leave and why are you crying?"

I looked down, "Please let go," I whispered.

"No," he answered his hands held my shoulders tighter, "not until you tell me what's going on."

I saw my tears dripping to the ground, "Please," I begged, "Please Blaine let me go." My voice cracked.

I heard him sigh but didn't let go of my shoulders, "Kurt, did something happen?" I shook my head. Well something did happened, my stupid Blaine-can-never-be-with-me realization.

"Kurt…" Blaine murmured, "Please tell me…"

"I'm sorry," still looking down I muttered.

"What for? Why are you saying sorry?" I can hear the confusion in his voice. I forced myself to look at his face, which might be the last time I will be able to look at him this way, the way I've been looking at him since the first time I saw him, now that I've decided to give up on him. To finally, just place Blaine where I placed Finn inside my heart, a place where people who I treat friends and brothers were.

I know I can do this; I need to do this, a clean break, if I can call it that. I took a deep lungful of air, smiled sadly then said, "I'm sorry for being a bad friend when we last went out. You were right, of all people; I should have been the one who understood how confused you were. I heard everything… I mean what happened between you and Rachel, I'm happy that you're sure now that you're gay. As your…" I paused my voice was breaking again, I took another deep breath and continued, "…as your friend, I'm happy for you."

"Apology accepted," Blaine said dismissively, "but why are you saying this?" he then added perceptively. "Look I was also harsh then, and I'm sorry for that. But now," he paused then looked straight to my eyes, "why do I feel like you're saying good bye? Like I'll never see you again?"

For a guy who claims to be clueless he sure was reading me well. A lonely tear run down my face as I whispered, "You can forget about When Harry met Sally, Blaine."

His eyes widened, "What do you mean by that?"

I smiled weakly, "I'm… I'm giving up on you."

He opened his mouth then closed it again. I know that any moment now I might burst into wracking sobs so I continued, "I think… I know now we're not meant to be. I can see that now. It's not your fault, it's my fault. I was the one reading between the lines, you're just being yourself. I was reading because I hoped that there was something in it. But now I've come to accept that there's really nothing and you liked someone else even though I was right beside you all this time, that you even serenaded him. When you and Rachel went out, it really hurt because even though you knew how I feel for you, that I… we somehow have this small understanding, you just went with it." I can see tears forming in his eyes. I looked down again, I couldn't bear to look at it, and then continued, "I understand now that you did it because you were confused but again, I can't help but get hurt. So now I realized that, I had enough, I can't keep on hurting myself," I looked up to see him crying, with my voice breaking as I finished, "I can't keep on loving you."

"Kurt…"

"No," I interrupted, "don't say anything. Now we can really just be friends, no more confusion."

"Kurt, please listen…" Blaine begged his hold on my shoulders getting tighter again.

"Enough Blaine, I'm sorry…" I shook off his hands and opened my car's door. Looked at him ones more, "Starting tomorrow, I'll just be a friend," I can hear the remorse in my voice, "So I'll see you at school tomorrow," I tried to smiled up I couldn't.

"Kurt wait-" I immediately slid inside my car and locked the doors. Through my tinted window I looked at Blaine, standing beside my door. As I tired to read the expression on his face, I stopped; there was no more need to do that. I started to drive away. As my car was to turn to a corner, without wanting it, I glance at where Blaine was, where he was sitting on the floor his hands on his face. I pried my eyes away and looked forward.

I continued to drive until I reached the end of the street. I parked my car, and right there and then, my wracking sobs came.

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End of First Act

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That was a lot of drama, but please read on… As you can see I already posted the next one (more like the whole thing… XD). I hope you liked it (which I think you might have not). I hope you can comment in this chapter, your thoughts about it, and then continue and read the next one. Reviews are writers' happy juice… XD…

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