Summary: One is a cut, two is a bruise, three is infected, four is a wound. Five is heart break, six is too far, seven is torture, eight is too hard. Miles hurt, whether your one or eight away, long distance never works, so what will happen to Kurt and Blaine?
Warnings: I'm sorta writing this while I go along so as of right now I have no warnings.
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I don't own fox or glee.
"In order to understand writing, you have to read!" The woman squealed, smiling crazily at her students. Mrs. Hall was a little unhinged. She had a blanket of thick hair that was the color of rusty copper. Her eyes were a deep gray, a musty color that intrigued every one of her students. Her body was all curves, her skin as smooth as silk and as white as milk. She smiled brightly at her students, gliding across the floor elegantly. "What is your favorite things to read?" Her voice was musical, sweet, rhythmic, a beautiful melody. She cast her eyes in a wave over her students as they watched, captivated by the woman in front of them.
"Um, Mrs. Hall," Stephanie, a small, head strong girl, said. Mrs. Hall's eyes landed on the girl, and nodded at her for her to continue. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but this is a math class..." Stephanie was a shy girl with stunning features. She had hair, as dark as night, and eyes the color of the sea. Everything about her was small, her voice, her body, but she knew what she wanted in life, and worked day and night to achieve it.
"Mm, Math," Mrs. Hall said, nodding her head up and down. "What is math?" She brought a piece of chalk to her board, writing out a math equation. "A series of numbers, working together, to form an equation. And what it English? A series of words, working together, to form a sentence." She wrote out a sentence onto the black board. The girl walked. "Two plus two equals four. The girl walked. Their both pretty simple, Hmm? We can make them more complicated." She picked a new color, and her hand glided across the board with skill. "Two plus two plus five equals nine. The girl walked, leaving the world behind. Complicated, their both complicated." She continued to write, switching colors ever so often, so that now the board was an explosion of color.
The woman turned, walking across the tile, her heal clicking as she did so. Her eyes jumped from student to student, before landing on a boy in the third row. He had dark, chestnut colored hair, gelled perfectly to one side. His head was bent, his long limps tucked perfectly to him. Mrs. Hall smiled widely at him, he was one of her favorites.
"Kurt," She said, making the boys stunning blue eyes jump to her. "What is the same about math and English?" She raised an eyebrow, encouraging the boy to speak.
He licked his lips. "Math and English are both a series of something working together, and they can be simple or complicated." He answered with confidence, his head high and his back straight. Mrs. Hall smiled, nodding her head.
"Excellent," She said, moving so her hair flung around her face. The boy smiled weakly at her, then bent his head back down. Mrs. Hall was a little crazy, but she was also observant, so she noticed the tears twinkling in his eyes. "Class you are dismissed, but Kurt, could you stay after please?" Kurt looked up at her, and ceased his packing. He nodded, and stood, striding over to her.
"What is it?" He asked. She gestured for him to sit, while she went to sit behind her desk. She looked across at the boy, raising an eyebrow.
"Is everything alright?" She asked. Her words seemed to break down the dam, because Kurt burst into tears, spilling everything.
Flash back
Kurt woke to his phone ringing, and he reached out, groping for the object that was offending his sleep. His hand wrapped around the object and he brought it close, flipping open the contraption. "Hello?" He asked, his voice deep from sleep.
"Oh, did I wake you?" The voice was familiar and laced with concern. Kurt sat up, smiling into the phone at the sound of his lover. He glanced quickly at the clock, seven AM blinked happily at him. He yawned and stretched.
"No honey," Kurt said. "I had to wake up anyways, so thank you." Blaine let out a breath in relief. Kurt rubbed at his eyes, sniffing. "Whats up? You don't usually call so early." There was a tense silence, making Kurt worry.
"I needed to call before I lost my nerve," Blaine answered and Kurt tensed, scared of what he meant. "Kurt, I love you so much, but what we're doing, is it, is it fair? I hurt everyday I don't see you, I haven't slept all night in forever, I'm scared that while you're in New York you'll find somebody else. Some one smart or funny, and it hurts. I..."
"Are you breaking up with me?" Kurt whispered, tears stinging his eyes. Blaine let out a sob.
"I don't know, I... I don't want to, all I want is you here with me, Kurt, I miss you." Kurt's heart broke. He's always wanted to go to New York, it's been his dream since forever, but he never realized what this could do to Blaine. He didn't want to hurt him, but it seems it was. "I gotta go Kurt,-"
"Blaine No!"
"Bye." And with that, the boy hung up, leaving Kurt in a silence.
End Flash back
Mrs. Hall frowned and placed a thin hand on Kurt's back in a motherly way. Kurt sniffed and wiped his eyes, taking in a shaking breath, he looked up at the woman sitting across from him. "You love this boy," Mrs. Hall acknowledged and Kurt nodded. Her lips pulled back in a smile. "Your winter vacation is coming up soon. I could let you have a couple days from my class, and maybe your other teachers will approve. Kurt, why don't you prove it to this boy that you love him, Hm?" Kurt blinked at her, a smile playing at his lips. He nodded, an idea forming in his head.
A/N: I really came up with this on the spot. The first couple will be a little slow, it will introduce new characters and stuffs. And this will have something to do with miles and the summary will make a little more sense. So yeah, R and R.