A/N: This is the second Klaine FanFic I have attempted, so please be kind! My other one is called 'Love and Hate: The line' and it is a lot lighter. So if you're looking for a happy Klaine fic head over there, if you're looking for a deep, emotional fic, you've come to the right place! Please R&R! Reviews mean the world to me, and they do make me update faster... Just saying... **WARNING** Contains: Suicide attempts, underage drinking, and scenes which some readers may find upsetting. If you feel that any of these themes may trigger depression or anything else like that, please don't carry on reading. Thankyou (R&R) –Leah

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or any of its characters. :D -Leah

"Blaine! Dude this is the best party ever, do you even know who's the host?" Jeff called over the voices of everyone else who was in the room. There must have been at least two hundred people there, and out of that Blaine could only say the names of about ten of them. His best friends David and Wes had convinced him to crash the party of some guy called Finn Hudson with a few of the other warblers. He had said no at first, but they were pretty insistent, so he finally agreed. Parties weren't really Blaine's thing; he hated loud noises and crowded places but he figured he may as well have come along to make David and Wes happy. As he looked around he was reminded painfully of why he stayed away from such events, hormone driven adolescents were wild, nearly every single one of them running on alcohol alone and more than half of them sucking faces with another one; in Blaine's opinion it was disgusting.

"Trent told me it was some guy called Finn Hudson's seventeenth birthday." Blaine called back.

"I'm going to fund Finn Hudson and... Hug him!" Jeff yelled dropping his plastic cup to the floor accidently and stumbling around the room yelling 'Finn' repeatedly. Why am I friends with these people? Blaine asked himself as he took another sip of his non-alcoholic beverage. He was about to go and get some air when he was stopped by a very intoxicated Wes.

"Hey Blaineeeeers!" Wes shouted. "Did you meet anyone? I did. Her name was... Uh. Well, she was lovely we talked for ages, and then she told me she had to go so I said okay and she began to walk away and so did I and we both walked away from each other."

"God Wes you stink of alcohol, get away from me." Blaine said wincing as his best friend pulled him into a tight hug.

"Blaine. I don't think anybody appreciates you enough you are a lovely guy and I think that one day you will find a girl... I mean guy and fall in love and get married and have a baby. Or two. Or three. Or as many as the hell you would like to have a baby because you're Blaine freaking Anderson and that's who you are." Wes slurred leaning on Blaine with most of his weight.

"Wes, I'm going to go up to the roof to get some air, why don't you... Hey look, she's pretty go talk to her." Blaine said pushing Wes onto a girl who was walking by, and he sprinted off to the door before either one of them could blame him for anything. He finally found his way to the roof of the venue and was about to let out a sigh of relief when he realised he wasn't alone. He walked closer and realised that the other person was a boy, roughly the same age ad Blaine, and despite the darkness he could tell that the boy had been – or was – crying.

"A- Are you okay?" Blaine asked sensitively, stepping slightly closer to the boy.

"Go away." The boy said, and Blaine could hear the pain in his voice. Blaine was just about to reply when he saw a piece of paper on the wall of the roof – which was there to stop people from falling off – it was being held in place by a small rock. Blaine reached over to the paper and pulled it from under the rock; ignoring the startled looks the other boy was giving him. He squinted so that he could read it under the moonlight:

'Dear Finn Dad and Carole,

I really didn't want to upset any of you, but this is what I feel I have to do. You all have each other now, and you can be a family together. Dad, I'm just a reminder of mum, of the fact that she died, and I know that in the years to come you will realise that this was for the best. Finn, I have one request for you please tell the Glee Club about what happened, and tell them that I'll be happier this way. You've been the best brother I could have ever asked for. I'd like to be put next to mum in the graveyard, and on my headstone please—'

Blaine couldn't read anymore, and despite the lack of alcohol in his system he was convinced he was going to throw up. He looked up at the boy who now had fresh tears running down his face, and his shoulders were shaking. The boy standing before him looked so broken and sad, and all Blaine wanted to do was tell him it was going to be okay, but his voice was having much difficulty working.

"Is... Is this yours?" He croaked holding up the paper. What the hell Blaine of course it's his, who else would it belong to. Blaine mentally scolded himself. The boy nodded and looked into Blaine's eyes, silently pleading him to go away so that he could carry on. At that moment there and then Blaine's heart broke, because he had never seen anybody look at him like that. He's asking me to let him kill himself. Blaine thought as tears began to form in his own eyes. How can someone even consider that? What happened to this beautiful boy that made him consider suicide?

"You don't—you can't understand, so please just leave me alone." The boy whispered.

"No." Blaine said firmly. Ripping the note in half he reached out for the boy's hand and held in hoping to show the boy everything he felt in that one touch. The boy gasped and looked down at his hand before looking back up at Blaine; his mouth twitching slightly before he remembered the situation.

"I, I have t—to do this. Everyone will be happier without me." The boy said closing his eyes and scrunching his face up as more tears began to slide down his cheeks.

"I won't." Blaine said quietly. "And I'm sure that Finn, Carole, Burt or any of your Glee Club will be either." Blaine had no idea who these people were but it was a lot to ask a boy to stay alive just because of a guy he'd known for about five minutes.

"Just let me do this. I want to." The boy repeated.

"No, I am not going to let you kill yourself because you've had a bad day." Blaine said sounding a little harsher than he'd meant to. He felt a small squeeze to his hand and realised that they were still holding hands that's a good sign right? Blaine thought with slight hope.

"Why can't you just let me die?" The boy said loudly. Blaine was shocked at the amount of anger and resentment in his voice, and forced himself to breathe before replying.

"Because you're a good person!" Blaine said trying his hardest to show the boy that his life was worth living even though it may not have seemed like it at the time.

"You don't even know me." The boy mumbled.

"No, but I can see you. I see a scared teenage boy who thinks that the world's against him. And trust me I've been your position; I'm not going to lie I've considered suicide. But I am so glad I didn't because if I had – killed myself I mean – I wouldn't have met half the amazing people I know and I'd of just been dead. Another body in the ground, so no I will not let you 'just die'!" Blaine said the tears falling freely down his face as he squeezed the other boy's hand even more.

"I'm glad you didn't." The other boy whispered pulling Blaine into an embrace.

"Me too." Blaine said quietly into the other boy's neck. "Please come downstairs with me."

"I- Okay," The other boy said. "What's your name?"

"My name's Blaine." Blaine said smiling slightly at the boy as they pulled away from the embrace.

"I'm Kurt. And Blaine," Kurt said looking directly into Blaine's eyes, "Please don't tell anybody about this... Please"

"Okay," Blaine said. "Come on Kurt let's go."

A/N: What did you think? I know it's really depressing at the moment, but it will get happier, I promise! Please R&R because I need to know what I'm doing well, and what I need to improve on, I take constructive criticism very well. Also I'm open to ideas, so anything you want to see in this fic please don't hesitate to tell me! Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it, R&R –Leah