Kurt's eyes went from his phone to TV, which was now showing the brand new number one hit. The voice made him look up. Usually he wouldn't care about new music unless it was by Lady Gaga or Beyonce. But he knew that voice. He used to fall asleep listening to that voice. He never thought he'd hear it again.

But there he was. Cute as ever, singing his apparently number one single. He'd gotten a record contract...

Kurt could feel his heart breaking slowly for the second time over this boy. Sure Kurt was happy for him and that his dream career had finally taken off while Kurt was still working at the bottom of the heap in the fashion industry and was still attending university. Obviously Blaine had flunked out but still ended up living the dream.

His phone started ringing as he watched the boy on his screen. Damn his voice was so perfect! He picked up and didnt notice how slightly emotional he was until he heard his voice shaking info the phone.

"H-hello?"

"God, are you watching the new number one single?" it was Mercedes, always looking out for Kurt.

"Uh huh." there was silence as the two continued watching Blaine Andersons new hit. He felt tears rolling down his cheeks as the memories and heartache hit him. His face, his hair, his god damn voice. When it ended his silent sobs were obviously expected as Mercedes spoke only three more words before she hung up.

"I'm coming over."

She was over in no time. She had picked Rachel up along the way. The three of them lived in New York. Mercedes and Kurt both went to NYU and were getting degrees in fashion while Rachel went to NYADA hoping to become a Broadway star.

The two had just walked straight in, not bothering to knock. Mercedes gripped Kurt into a tight hug as more tears fell. He was remembering their break up and he couldn't stop the tears. He still loved him...

(CUE FLASHBACK)

"... And it's in LA."

The silence that followed Blaine's words was deafening.

"Kurt, please say something..."

"You promised we'd go to new York together..."

"I want to but... This is huge thing for me! I could go to a uni there were they have talent scouts coming in a lot of the time I could a record deal. Kurt it's my dream! I love you and I know I promised to go to New York, and I know I'll miss you, but this is my dream Kurt. I support yours, why can't you support mine?"

Kurt felt his eyes sting and knew he was going to cry. He tried to hold out for at least a little longer.

"You promised, though. There'll be talent scouts in New York! I don't want to be so far apart from you!"

He felt the tear flowing freely now, and when Blaine's comforting rested on his arm, he pulled away.

"Kurt, don't make this harder than it already is..."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Meaning, I want this, and I thought you'd be supportive but all you're doing is trying to make me stay. We can skype, stuff like that! But this is my dream Kurt. I thought you'd at least let me have that."

"So now it's my fault you're breaking your promise?" Kurt could feel the anger bubbling up inside him as he glared at his boyfriend.

"What? No! I just thought you'd be supportive like all the times I was for you! Like that time Karofsky lip raped you! At Junior Prom! When you wanted to transfer back to Mckinley! When you asked me to leave my friends so you could be happy! GOD! Sometimes it feels like I'm the only one that gives in this relationship!" Kurt's jaw dropped.

"I was wiling not to go to Prom for you! You didn't have to do any of those things you mentio-"

"I DID IT FOR YOU, KURT!"

"WELL IF YOU THAT'S HOW YOU THINK, WHY HAVEN'T YOU ENDED IT ALREADY?"

A horrible silence followed. Kurt was upset that Blaine really thought that he was the only one that gave. He remembered celebrating that Blaine got the part of Tony earlier that year, and wasn't angry that he'd gotten the part that Kurt had wanted. He'd even given him flowers.

"Kurt… Do you-"

"Just leave Blaine." Kurt spoke quietly, turning away.

"Kurt!" Blaine's voice sounded broken, but Kurt knew he could act.

"It's over Blaine! Just go to your stupid uni in LA. I never want to see you again." Kurt lied through clenched teeth. He ran towards his bathroom to hide his tears. He heard several doors slam and a car pulling away from his house as the tears poured down his cheeks.

(END FLASHBACK)

He'd never had any contact from said boy again. Never seen him again… until today.

Rachel came back in holding a tray with three steaming cups of coffee. Kurt sipped gently at his while the two girls in his tiny apartment talked.

"Maybe we should go out tonight?"

"But we have school tomorrow?" Rachel, always the responsible one, was prone to being a buzz kill, as Mercedes called it.

"It's just one night. And look at him, he needs it." Kurt acted as though he was too spaced out to hear them talking about him as though he wasn't there.

"Kurt…?" He looked up from his coffee to see Mercedes kneeling in front of the chair he sitting on. "Do you wanna' go out tonight? I know this really nice new club opened up?"

Kurt shook his head. "I just… need to be alone… thanks for the coffee…" Kurt stood and walked to his room, leaving the divas to let themselves out. He curled up on his bed and just laid there, refusing to cry anymore. Not over Blaine.

He met with Mercedes the next day just before entering class. She gave him a small smile, noticing his depressed state and followed him into the room. Most of the students were girls except for a few guys who were obviously gay. One of them had taken an interest in Kurt the minute they started at NYU. But right now, every one of them were in a loud discussion about Blaine Anderson and his number one single.

Mercedes saw Kurt sit down at the front of the room, his face torn between looking angry and upset. She sat besides him as Peter bounded up to Kurt as usual.

"Hey Kurt!" he sounded extremely happy and was totally oblivious to Kurt's depression. "What do you think about Blaine Anderson." Mercedes eyes widened and her jaw dropped as Kurt actually turned to answer him.

"I think he's a jerk. Personally, I don't see why everyone is so hung up on him," that's a lie, Kurt used to be and possibly still was in Mercedes' opinion. "But from someone who actually knew him before he was famous, I really don't want to hear about how amazing he is. I've heard his voice before, but I also know what he's like in real life. So seriously, don't mention him near me again unless you want me to slap you."

Peter went silent, opened his mouth to say something, shut it again, and quietly sat besides Kurt. Mercedes leaned back in her seat and threw a crumpled piece of paper at him until he turned and gave he a confused look.

Sorry about Kurt she mouthed. He just shook his head and signalled to her that it was okay. She smiled apologetically when the teacher walked in and every one went silent. Kurt seemed to be taking more notes than usual and Mercedes got worried about how long this will last.

Two weeks later and Kurt was still depressed. Blaine's single was still in it's number one spot and didn't seem to be going anywhere soon. Mercedes and Rachel did a little research on him and found his album was coming out at the end of the month. They decided they needed to get Kurt out of his apartment, and not just to go to class. They both made some calls and Rachel managed to get Finn and Puck coming at the end of the month from Ohio, and Mercedes got Santana and Brittany to come along too. They all had a soft spot for Kurt and when they found out about Blaine they got worried, so when the girls called they were more than happy to book flights to New York.

And two weeks later, the six of them sneaked into Kurt's open apartment and waited for him to walk into the kitchen, planning on giving him a good surprise.

Kurt yawned at his TV, which was once again counting down the top ten hits. He got up when he realised the number one would be playing soon. He shuffled towards the kitchen, but the minute he walked in, he jumped back out from shock as six people yelled surprise at him.

"What all of you doing here?"

"I came to see my little brother!"

"Me and Britt came because we miss you!"

"Yeah, I miss your soft hands and your clothes!"

"I came because my bro's bro needs to get out a little. And who else beside me and Tannie can do that?"

Kurt glared at Mercedes and Rachel who seemed to be hiding behind the four others.

"I think I can decide when I want to get out of the house or not. Thanks for the effort but I don't feel like it." He made to leave the room but Finn grabbed his arm.

"Look, I know this Blaine is getting to you again, but… maybe you should enjoy yourself a bit, get over him. We're here for you dude, and I mean helooo! We're in New York! There's so much to do! HELL, I'd even sit through watching a Broadway Musical if it got you out of the house Bro." Kurt sighed. Somehow, Finn spending all his free time Quinn made him smarter.

"Fine. One night, as long as you do not call me dude or bro again!" Finn smiled his old little dorky smile. Rachel cheered.

"Yeah! Lets get Hummel LAID!"

Five pairs of eyes glared at Puck, who visibly shrunk in his seat.

"Fine, we won't go that far." Kurt smiled until Puck added an afterthought. "Yet."

"Okaaaay! Come on White Boy! Let's get you ready!" Kurt sighed as she pushed him out of the kitchen to his bedroom. Quickly followed by Brittany who was excited to see her kurtie.

Kurt was actually having fun. He needed to thank Mercedes and Rachel for inviting the foursome and showing him he still had a life that needed living.

It was nearing eleven when he ended up at the bar, asking for another drink. He eyed a group of squealing girls in the corner of the room, crowding round something… or someone. He saw someone walk out of the crowd and the girls tried to follow him but he told them to wait or something. Kurt couldn't see or hear him properly and just put him down as celebrity.

Kurt was still waiting for his drink when the man came and sat by him, ordering his drink. Kurt froze, recognising the voice that just ordered. He looked the other way, not wanting to believe he was there. He scanned the room catching Pucks eyes from across the dance floor. Puck saw his worried look and was confused for a second until his eyes moved to man sitting besides Kurt. Kurt closed his eyes so he didn't see Puck grab Finn and walk over, quickly followed by a curious Santana.

"Three tequila's please." Puck said to the bartender. His voice seemed to catch the mans attention. Kurt opened his eyes to see the three standing in front of him, and knowing Blaine was behind him, he didn't turn.

"Puck? Finn? Santana?"

"You sound shocked, Anderson." Puck said, letting his gaze drift down to look at Kurt before snapping up meet Blaine's again.

"I am…"

"Why are you here though? Shouldn't you promoting your album or something? It's coming out tomorrow right?" Kurt didn't see but Blaine nodded.

"Yeah… Just spending some time in New York. Why are guys here? I thought you two still lived in Ohio… but I never know what happened to you San…" Santana smirked and Kurt knew she was about to make him noticed.

"We're here seeing Kurt." Kurt heard a chocking sound behind and resisted the urge to see if he was okay.

"Kurt's here?" he sounded… sad.

"Yupp! In fact he's- OW! Watch Finnocence!" Kurt shot Finn a small smile when he slapped Santana's arm. He felt really awkward and was glad when the bartender finally placed his drink in front of him. He grabbed it and walked straight through Finn and Puck and towards Rachel who was eyeing the group. Behind him he no longer heard the conversation between the four.

"You know Kurt hasn't left his apartment for a month? Because of you."

"If you happen to of forgotten, he broke up with me. Now if you don't mind, my fans are waiting." Blaine turned to leave and go back to the corner of the fan girls he really didn't want to be around.

"Anderson!" He turned to find Santana following him. She handed him a piece of paper with numbers scribbled on it.

"What's this?"

"Hummels number. You may have been too oblivious to notice that guy who was in between us was him, but don't be stupid. You two broke up because you wanted your dream to come true. And personally, I disagree with Kurt breaking you two up. You two were kinda' cute together… now you've got your dream, help Kurt get his. You two NEED each other. And if you ever tell anyone I can be this god damn nice, I will kill you in your sleep." she skipped away, possibly to were to were Brittany was.

Blaine stared at the number in his hands, a million feelings flowing through him. He stuffed the paper into his pocket, with no real intention of calling the boy he still loves.

OH MY GOD!

I have no idea where this came from!

I don't know where it'll go from here, but I promise I'll write ANITK at the same time. I just needed a break from it 'cause my writers block is kinda' annoying me. And BOOM this happened! Haha

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