I was just having a lot of Seblaine feelings and decided to start writing something. I've not had much inspiration for my Klaine one. I will update that when I haven't got writers block, but for now I'll probably be focusing on this one a lot more. Hope you like!


It has been almost a year since Kurt left for New York. Nearly 365 days since Blaine had seen his face. The night before Kurt left played over and over in Blaine's head as he packed his things away into boxes.

"I love you, Blaine Anderson." Kurt whispered as he nuzzled his face into Blaine's neck.

He didn't reply straight away, because he had no idea how he could reply without sobbing uncontrollably. His boyfriend was leaving for New York in the morning and he still had a year left in Ohio. What would he do without Kurt? He had left Dalton and everything he knew to be with the boy he fell in love with. His final year at high school without Kurt scared him. He didn't know what would happen, but he had faith in them; in him and Kurt lasting. That was the only thought that kept him sane.

"I love you, too." Blaine finally replied, proving himself right as tears streamed down his face. A small hiccup left his throat as he tried to control his breathing. "I'm going to miss you so much." He chocked through his short breaths and sobs.

Kurt's heart broke at the sound of his boyfriend sobbing and he couldn't help but cry along with him. "I'm going to miss you, too." Kurt replied quietly.

Blaine soon snapped out of his thoughts when his brother came into his room. "You need any help, bro?"

Blaine sat up, "Erm, n-no. I'm okay, thanks, Coop." He smiled weakly as his brother turned to leave the room.

"Suit yourself, I'll not offer again." Cooper laughed as he grabbed the door handle. "I'll leave you to it. I'll shout you when dinner's ready, okay?" And with that he shut the door and left Blaine to his thoughts.

He got up off his bed and carried on packing. It was almost the end of the school year and he'd been offered a place at Julliard, which he obviously accepted. It was his dream school and he'd be dammed if he didn't take this offer of a lifetime. He knew he was good at singing and performing. He knew he'd make it far and he wouldn't let anything or anyone stand in the way of his dreams.

He really didn't know why he was packing so early. There was still the rest of school left and then the summer break before he had to head off, but packing earlier meant he wouldn't have to worry about it later on and he could get use to the fact he was actually leaving and he really wasn't bothered about living out of boxes for a few months.

He had boxes full of things he wanted to take with him and other boxes which were things he'd leave in the loft at home, in case he changed his mind and wanted them later on. His room was nearly completely bare and he felt kind of lost. He was heading out into the real world and he was so scared. The only things left were furniture, lamps, mirrors, a selection of clothes and three photo frames; one which was of him and Kurt at Prom. He picked it up and stroked Kurt's face. God, he missed him. He put it face down, sighing to himself. He shouldn't miss him, not now.

Kurt's final words rattled through Blaine's mind as he lay on his bed, shutting his eyes tightly. He didn't know why he was thinking about Kurt so much. Maybe it was because last year when Kurt was leaving Blaine was there, but Blaine didn't have Kurt here with him, saying goodbye, saying he'd miss him. Maybe he was jealous; maybe he just really missed Kurt. He didn't know and he couldn't think about it any longer as his phone started ringing. A familiar ringtone he'd heard quite a lot the past year.

"Hey, you." The voice on the other end of the phone beamed as soon as Blaine picked up the phone. "What you doing?"

Blaine couldn't help but smile at the voice that brightened most of his days. "I was just finishing packing, what's up?"

"I was thinking of coming round, or you coming here. I'm bored and want to see you." The voice sounded almost cocky and confident, like he knew there was no way Blaine would say no.

"I'll come to you, Sebastian." Blaine said quickly. "I need to get out of this house."

'Too many memories.' He thought to himself as he heard Sebastian chuckle on the other side of the phone.

"Okay, well don't be too long. I'll see you soon." Sebastian smiled to himself and then hung up and Blaine was left to his thoughts again. He knew if he didn't make a move and motivate himself he'd never make it to Sebastian's. He'd just lie on his bed and mope around, feeling sorry for himself because he was leaving soon and he was scared. He wouldn't know anyone and he'd have to start all over again, for the third time in his life.

He finally got up and changed into some new clothes; some bright read jeans and a white jumper. He then ruffled his hair, trying to make it look half decent. He'd stopped putting gel on it lately and let his curls hang lose. He did prefer it this way, but sometimes it was so wild he wished he could go back to the gel, but he knew Sebastian would wash the gel out himself if he had to. Blaine caught himself smiling when he thought about Sebastian; he did that a lot and was glad to have someone there for him after Kurt left.

He grabbed his keys and phone and made his way out of the house, shouting bye to Cooper and shutting the door quickly behind him before he could complain about Blaine missing dinner, again. He made his way to his car and started it up, putting his phone in the passenger seat and driving off. Luckily he and Cooper had moved closer to Sebastian, but still close enough to McKinley High that it wasn't a pain to get there every day.

Blaine liked the fact he lived a lot closer to Sebastian. They'd been spending a lot of time together this past year and Sebastian really wasn't as bad as people made out. Sure he had his flaws, but he was always there for Blaine and he never failed to make him smile. He was nearly at Sebastian's when he heard his phone go off again, this time it was just a text message. When he finally hit some traffic lights he grabbed his phone to view the message. His face dropped as he read the words.

Kurt Hummel: (4:02pm)
Just sending you a quick message, as I am very busy at the minute, to let you know how proud I am of you for getting into Julliard, I knew you'd make it. I'll ring you when I can, if that's okay? Anyway, hopefully we'll talk soon. Well done, again!