FF is a buzzkill nowadays...
Chapter 1: Pack Your Bags, Up and Leave
"It's not right, but it's okay,
I'm gonna make it anyway,
Pack your bags, up and leave,
Don't you dare come running back to me-"
How could he? I- I never did that to him. Why? Why?
"It's not right but it's okay,
I'm gonna make it anyway,
Close the door behind you, leave your key,
I'd rather be alone than unhappy!"
I guess you do want that, Kurt thought dejectedly. He got up from his seat, tears blurring his sight, and left the club room, not sparing a single glance to anyone. The waterworks starts to fall the moment he got to his locker. Sobbing hard he reached for his phone and texted Chandler and told him not to text him anymore. Once that was done he threw his phone into a nearby bin and opened his locker. He took what he deems important and head straight for the door.
That was the last time anyone ever saw Kurt Hummel at school.
"Hey, has anyone seen white boy today? He wasn't in class all day," Mercedes asked as she took her place on the seats.
"Kurt?" Finn asked.
"Yeah, who else do I call white boy?" Mercedes said with an eyebrow raised.
"Blaine?" Mike said.
"And he's in the room so why would I ask about him?" Mercedes motioned her head to said person who was sitting very far away from them looking angry. She sighed and turned her attention back to the people in front of her. Not everyone was in yet. Only Rachel, Finn, Mike, Tina and Artie were there. Of course mister moody dapper by the door was there too.
"He went to school this morning like he always does," Finn said. "Though I did see him bring a lot more things than usual," he shrugged. "I thought he had things he needed to do."
"Well I didn't see him at his locker this morning and he's not here yet. Has nobody realized that he's actually late? He's never late," Mercedes pointed out.
"Maybe he took the day off? He looked pretty upset yesterday so I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't come today. Being accused of cheating is always hard," Rachel said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"But Finn said he left his house. Don't you think that maybe he ran away?" Tina suggested.
"Come on, that's just ridiculous," Mike said laughing slightly earning him a glare from the Asian girl.
"Seriously, why would he run away? It's not like any of us are hurting him or anything," Artie said.
"We did back up Blaine's song yesterday…" Tina said unsure.
"We do that all the time. He knows that," Artie assured her.
"But the song-"
"Now that I think about it, he actually took a big suitcase with him this morning," Finn suddenly said. All eyes were on Finn, big, wide and shocked.
"Who took a suitcase with whom?" Santana asked as she sat down in the close circle. No one bothered to answer her. Mercedes had the biggest wide eyes among them.
"I didn't see his car in the parking lot," she said breathlessly.
"Who's car?" Brittany asked and again she was ignored just like her Santana was.
Silence again.
"Oh no," Rachel broke the silence.
"He didn't…" Finn tried to say.
"He wouldn't!" Tina countered.
They all turned their attention to Blaine who seemed to have not heard what they were talking about.
"Blaine, have you seen Kurt today?" Artie asked.
"No I haven't. I haven't seen him since yesterday," Blaine answered icily.
"San and I didn't see him either if it helps," Brittany said cheerfully. The mood got even colder.
"Brit, no one saw Kurt today. At least not at school," Tina said to her.
"I saw him walk out with a big bag. Oh no," Finn groaned into his hands.
"Maybe he wanted to bring a unicorn and there isn't enough room in his school bag," Brittany said drawing 'what-the-f' looks from everyone in the discussion. Before anyone could say a word Mr. Schuester and the rest of the New Direction members walked in.
"Alright, Kurt called in sick so he won't be joining us today. Guess we'll just have to go through today without him," the glee club teacher said optimistically. Before Schuester could continue Finn raised his hand.
"Mr. Schu, Kurt isn't sick. He left for school today and no one saw him here. I actually saw him leave with a really big bag," Finn said much to everyone's surprise.
"Say what now?" Puckerman said with a disbelieving look on his face.
At that moment Schuester's phone rang, incoming message. He took his phone out and saw the message came from Burt.
'Did you guys ask Kurt to bring half his closet to school today? His room is deserted,' the message said. Schuester froze.
'No, he called in sick today,' Schuester replied.
"What wrong Mr. Schu?" Rachel asked.
"Kurt's dad asked if we asked him to bring half his clothes to school," he answered slowly. Silence followed.
"Someone call his cell," Mercedes broke the silence this time and in unison half the class whipped out their cellphone and scrolled down for Kurt's number. Quinn's call got through first but it rang and rang and rang…
"He's not answering," Quinn said and closed her phone. The others tried and got the same result. That was until it was Tina's turn. The phone rang and rang and then they could hear the sound of Kurt's ringtone ringing closer and closer to their room. Half of them heaved a sigh of relief thinking that it was Kurt walking towards them and not answering his phone on purpose. So it came as a shock when they saw Coach Sue Sylvester walking in with Kurt's phone in her hands.
"Now, it's not really my business to bother with Glee club's measly activities but why in the world is my porcelain's cellphone ringing in the filthiest place in the whole wide school which is the dumpster?" she asked.
~The Nationals~
The New Directions competed in the Nationals with one member short, one crucial member short. But they had wanted to compete again in the nationals so they went anyway much to the displeasure of some of the members. No one had seen Kurt Hummel since that day he didn't come to school. They were right; you never appreciate something-or someone, until they're gone. The mood was sullen among them.
Burt Hummel had alerted the officials about his missing son after Kurt didn't come home for two night's straight. No one was able to reach him and he definitely didn't contact anyone. It was like he was just gone. A few days later Carole found a note in Kurt's room. It didn't explain anything. Kurt only wrote:
'To my dearest dad and Carole,
I'm really sorry I went away without saying a thing. I'll probably be gone by the time you find this note. I just wanted to say I love you and that will never fade. I'll always love you and if you love me please don't look for me. I need time for myself. I just feel so betrayed and hurt and I really need time to think over things. I'm sorry it had to be this way. I really am.
Love,
Kurt Elizabeth Hummel-Hudson'
They had to spend the next few days answering questions from the cops about Kurt, things like if they knew if anyone hated him and wanted to hurt him or was there anyone hurting him at all. They almost made it sound like he was kidnapped instead of ran away. Probably Burt said it on purpose so that they'd do their job faster. Once it was proven it wasn't a kidnapping case they just slowed down. And they haven't heard a word till they left for the nationals.
Their sullenness showed in their performance and as a result they won in second place. Aural Intensity grabbed the champion title. As they left to the backstage Aural Intensity's lead solo, Unique, walked by them.
"I don't see Kurt Hummel around. Where is he?" he asked cheerfully. He received glares from the New Directioners. "Woah now, I'm not being mean. I just happen to know the guy is in your team and I don't see him today. Is he okay?"
"Can you please just leave us alone?" Finn said with hostility in his voice. Unique just gave his 'okaaaay' look and raised his arms in defense.
"Okay, if that's how you wanna go. I bet if he was here you guys would've won. He's an awesome guy," he said and left them to join his own group. The New Directioners stood frozen to their spot after that.
~Graduation Day~
This is it. The original members of New Directions are leaving, at least most of them are. Artie has to stay behind a year longer due to his handicap and the rest of us are either sophomores or juniors. Puckerman and Finn are on the stage, Figgins asked them to perform while he hands the seniors their certificates. The seniors are all lined up backstage, I know because I went there to see them and congratulate my friends. I hoped and prayed he would be there but he wasn't. Is he really that upset?
It makes no sense. I was the one hurt. He cheated on me. So why is he the one not here? Did he take my song literally? That's ridiculous. But did he? Did he really pack his bags and left? I didn't ask him to do that. I just sang the song the way the lyrics are. I just meant to show how hurt I felt. And I was the one who was hurt. And I still feel hurt, so why is he the one gone…
Puckerman's voice stopped Blaine from musing any further. He looked at the stage as one by one the seniors were called on stage. From the back Blaine could make out the shapes of Burt Hummel-Hudson and Carole Hummel-Hudson. They should be there to see two sons graduate instead of one. He could see from their body language how sad they were but their faces when he saw them earlier showed their happiness.
He watched the red-clothed students walked and lined up behind Figgins after receiving their certificates. The principal was calling their names randomly but that in itself was a beauty too. Most of his glee club friends were already called on-stage. Only Mercedes was left and god knows how long it would take before Figgins announced her name. One more name should be announced too but everyone knew he was missing, gone completely from Lima, Ohio.
Or so they thought.
"Mercedes Jones," the sassy diva of McKinley High sashayed her way to Figgins and took her roll of paper and Blaine thought that was it.
"Kurt Hummel," Figgins called. Blaine thought he might have heard wrong but from the shocked looks on his fellow gleers up stage and the shocked reactions from Carole and Burt, Figgins did not make a mistake. True enough, Kurt Hummel walked on stage like the angel he is and those who knew him from the audience floor stood up in shock. He walked proudly to Figgins and received his scroll and the audience applauded. He was the final student to receive his certificate.
Once the ceremony ended, the New Direction members flooded around him and showered him with hugs, kisses and tears. He had to fight his way out of the throes of friends to get to his parents. He didn't say a word to anyone and when he got to Burt, the man pulled him into a bone crushing hug and kissed his son's face. He had gone far too long without seeing his son's face. Far too long.
"Are you okay Kurt?" Burt asked his eyes shining with unshed tears. Kurt smiled his brightest smile and nodded. Carole took him away from Burt to shower him with her kisses and a tight hug. Oh how they missed him.
"You look terrible Kurt honey. Have you been eating alright? Did you hurt yourself? Oh Kurt, we've missed you so much," she said between sobs and kisses.
"I'm fine Carole. I haven't hurt myself or not been eating. Honestly, I'm good," Kurt said brightly, eyes shining with tears as well. He missed them so much. The others had given them space to connect again, even Finn stayed a little far away from them. He was the one who saw how lost his mother was when Kurt left and how robotic Burt was then.
Blaine stood on the other side. He couldn't get himself to sit with his glee club nor could he make himself go near Kurt. He felt hurt and he felt like he had hurt and both emotions rooted him to where he stood. He wants to be the one approached but somewhere inside him is telling him he should be the one doing the approaching.
He stood there long and watched as Burt and Carole pulled Finn and Kurt out for photo sessions. He followed silently, alongside him as his fellow juniors and sophomores from their glee club joined him. They were all silent and they all wanted to talk to Kurt. So many questions and mostly they all wanted to apologize. They didn't mean it but the song they helped back-up probably hurt him.
Unfortunately, Burt and Carole refused to leave Kurt's side throughout the photo shoot. They had to pull Finn away and ask him to pull Kurt away. They really wanted to say something to him.
"We should all apologize, especially you Blaine. I know if you apologize then he'd be okay," Mercedes said to them as they group around not too far away from the Hummel-Hudson family of four. Blaine's expression immediately changed.
"Me?" Blaine said with incredulity.
"Yeah, you. Your song had him literally pack his bags and walk away. I won't be surprised if he actually left his house keys at home when he left," Mercedes said showing her displeasure with her body.
"It was just a song. It was just like any other song we sang. What makes that song different from the rest? If he decides to go away then it's not my fault. I didn't ask him to leave," Blaine defended himself.
"Well you chose the wrong song at the wrong time. You should know he's been stressing about college applications and especially NYADA that time. Your song was the final strike and he got even more depressed. Now you better get your sorry ass in front of him and apologize," Mercedes said to him threateningly.
"And don't you miss him at all? He's been gone for over a month already," Quinn asked softly. Blaine's negative energy quickly dispersed. He did miss Kurt. More than anyone else does. He missed all the kisses, cuddles, hugs and especially the time where there would only be the two of them. But he still hurt. How could Kurt flirt with another guy when his boyfriend was there for him 24-7.
"Kurt, you're okay now right? You're coming back home right?" Burt asked hopefully. Kurt opened his mouth to answer but Finn pulled him softly aside before he could say a word.
"Hey, the guys wanna talk to you for a bit. Can we pull you out just for a minute maybe?" Finn asked hopefully. Kurt turned to his dad but Burt nodded and Finn pulled Kurt gently towards their glee club members. Kurt followed but when he saw the expression on Blaine's face he froze. The male wasn't even looking at him but his face, no, I can't…
"Finn, wait," Kurt stopped his step brother, "I can't. I really can't. I haven't spent enough time with dad and Carole. I'll talk to them later," Kurt said.
"Oh come on. They really wanna talk to you. I swear they won't ask anything. They just want to apologize. Won't you let them?" Finn asked pleadingly. Kurt thought about it but when he saw Blaine's face again he just couldn't. No…
"I ca- Not yet. Please Finn, this can wait. I really want to be with dad right now," Kurt pleaded.
"But Kurt-"
"I said no!" Kurt suddenly got violent and he didn't even see the anger seeping out of Blaine's face while he and Finn talked. "I didn't come here to talk to them! I came to see my dad, Carole- just my family, and you included. I didn't want to see anyone else," Kurt lashed out.
"But, they're your family too," Finn motioned at their friends.
"Yes they are, except for one," Kurt said with finality and he turned around. He went to his father, kissed his cheeks and hugged him then turned to Carole to do the same. Then he muttered to them,
"It's not their fault and I'm really sorry," he said tearfully and left them. Burt tried to follow but Kurt was already in his car when he caught up, the New Direction members following close behind. He spared one look at them and drove off.
Of the two members of New Direction who applied for New York's Academy of Dramatic Arts, or shortly known as NYADA, only one of them got the admission letter and it wasn't Rachel Berry.
~A few months into senior year~
"See you later Blainers," one of the new members of their glee club bid goodbye and Blaine raised a hand in acknowledgement. He slung his bag pack on and walked past Artie who was also on his way out.
"See you next week Artie," Blaine said with a charming smile which Artie replied with a halfhearted one.
"Yeah. Make sure you practice your dance moves over the weekends," wheel man said and Blaine nodded smiling still. He walked out and his smile vanished. Honestly, it was hard for him to keep up smiling like that nowadays. That part in his heart which hurt now was just a gaping hole with no bottom. Actually, that part that hurt wasn't the only hole. The whole part of his heart in which Kurt used to be was gaping wide and black with no way to fill in unless it was with the same person.
It's useless though. Kurt was once again gone. Last anyone ever knew where he was at was at the airport heading for somewhere no one could tell, or can tell for that matter. This time, he definitely had left Lima, Ohio, and Blaine as well. It hurts, it pains and now it's just empty. Not even a shell of something was there, it was just nothing.
For the first time in the life of Blaine Anderson, he had to learn to smile, learn to be happy, learn to communicate, learn to make friends- all those things that used to shape who he was he had to re-learn them. That hole that came just pushed out all that used to be him. And that was when he realized how much Kurt Elizabeth Hummel had meant to him. He felt like such an idiot for making such a wonderful and one of a kind person go away just like that.
Why did he had to get jealous over a guy who he never even met? And Kurt told him they were just text buddies and nothing more. Why didn't he listen to Kurt? Why didn't he believe Kurt? Had he ever lied to him before? He couldn't recall any one time Kurt lied to him. Lied about his personal life to him that is, and that was what matters most. Kurt never lied about his personal life to Blaine.
Why didn't I just apologize to him and forgive him? Why? Blaine thought and he knew that that regret will haunt him for the rest of his life. He must find Kurt. He needed him. He didn't even knew how he was able to function without the male in his life all those long months since he last saw his angelic brunette. Is he still mine even after all that? Blaine hung his head in desperation. He wasn't even out the school doors yet and he was already slumping against the wall. A new record.
Some of his friends had told him to go see the school counselor but he refused each time. He always told them he was alright and smiled at them with his fake bright smile which was not convincing at all.
Everyone could see how Kurt not being there was affecting Blaine. He usually never snaps at anyone but now it wasn't a rare thing to see him snap at least once a day. It wasn't unusual to see him punching sandbags everyday whenever he had the time. Over the past few months he had physically changed too. He was taller, much more muscular and his friends swore he would be at the same height as Kurt if they were ever to stand beside each other again. Though they all said those things behind his back. God forbid them from saying it in front of him ever again. If looks could kill they'd be dead over and over again.
His phone beeped, he had just received a new message. He took his phone to look and it was from one Sebastian Smythe. If possible his mood darkened even more. For some unknown reason he had developed a loathing to the male. Even seeing his name makes him want to hit someone senseless.
'U free tonite? We can h/out at d'usual pub if u'r up 2 it?'
Blaine was ready to decline again as he did the last few weeks but then he realized that he hasn't had time for himself to loosen up in a while. Maybe that's exactly what he needed. Just to hang out and try- try being in the absolute hardest- to forget a certain someone who he knows he could never forget.
'Fine. I'll be there at 8'
Blaine replied. He peeled himself away from the wall and headed home. He didn't get one thing. Last year, at least a few months till last year's graduation, Sebastian hadn't bothered him a single second and now he's bothering Blaine almost every day of the week, asking him out and such. He gets that now Kurt wasn't around he thinks that Blaine was on the market but funny enough most of the messages sounded more friendly than flirty.
As promised, Blaine arrived at the pub he went with Kurt before, the pub where Sebastian first seduced him and he got drunk and tried to have sex with Kurt in his drunken state. He was thankful Kurt refused him that time, still is or else that would have been one regret more he had to carry for the rest of his life. One was heavy enough.
Sebastian met him by the bar, a drink already in front of him. Blaine ignored the ear splitting music and the persons dancing all over the place. He had to mask his look of longing when he saw a few couples kissing by the walls and stonily made his way to Sebastian.
"Hey Blaine," the male greeted in a friendly manner. Blaine nodded but said nothing else. He wasn't really in the mood. That pub had just opened another chest of memories he had locked up months ago and now he had to refrain himself from damaging himself and the whole place just to satisfy his fury and longing.
"How've you been?" the other asked politely.
"Fine," Blaine answered stonily. He was no longer in the mood to 'loosen up'.
"You sure? I heard from the New Direction guys you've been moping around," Sebastian said testing the water.
"I haven't been moping. I'm fine and my life in McKinley is none of your business," Blaine snapped. Sebastian shut up. For a second only.
"How's Kurt been?" He asked nonchalantly and he could see Blaine's knuckles whitening in anger. He was clutching his fists so hard and Sebastian was sure if he pushed he'd definitely be the one with a loose jaw by the end of the night. From what he heard, Blaine's been punching a lot.
"Why the hell are you asking about that?" Blaine glared. It wasn't a secret to anyone who knew Kurt. Even the ones who didn't know Kurt knew he was long gone. Disappeared right after his graduation day.
"You were close to him and I thought he'd be secretly in touch with you," Sebastian answered. "Unless, of course, you guys did break up then there'd be no reason for him to be in touch with you. If that's it then I guess you don't have to answer anything I ask about him." And Blaine chose to shut up and drink whatever it was he didn't order that appeared in front of him. Tasted like normal beer so he down a couple of gulps more.
"So," Sebastian out up his flirty smile, "you're a free man again right?" he asked suggestively. Blaine focused on draining his mug rather than answering the other male.
"One more," Blaine said to the barman and turned around to face the dance floor, once again ignoring Sebastian.
"Wanna dance?" Sebastian tried his luck seeing the slightly buzzed look on Blaine's face. Blaine thought about it for a second and then remembered what happened when he danced with Sebastian the last time and how K-
"No."
"Okay, how about we leave this place and have dinner instead?" Sebastian said almost in a desperate tone.
"Sebastian, I really don't get you. I told you over and over again I'm not interested in you but you keep trying. Did you think with Kurt not being around me I'd stop loving him?" Blaine said annoyed. He was confused when he saw Sebastian sigh and muttered 'I knew it'.
"I knew should've ignore it when he asked me to do this. I told him you're still in love with him but no~. Kurt Hummel is always right. Damnit," Sebastian unexpectedly said it out loud and Blaine heard everything.
"Kurt asked you to do what?" Blaine pulled at his arm forcefully and that snapped Sebastian out of his grumble.
"Oh shit, I wasn't supposed to say that. Oh crap," Sebastian freaked a little. Blaine was a little confused and that was enough for Sebastian to shake his hand off and hurriedly made his way towards the exit. Blaine quickly focused on the retreating Warblers soloist and followed him out. He had to get answers from him.
"Sebastian, wait up. What the hell did Kurt say?" Blaine asked as he tried to catch up with Sebastian.
"Nothing. You're drunk and you just misheard what I said. I'll call you a cab," Sebastian suddenly turned around and that had Blaine stop only a few feet away from him.
"I know when I'm drunk and this is not one of those times," Blaine glared, "now you tell me what's going on or so help me I will knock that ugly mug of yours to the ground." And Sebastian knew he'd definitely do it if provoked more.
"I swore to him I won't tell but I didn't tell him about not showing anyone anything," Sebastian sighed as he pulled out his cellphone and handed the small device to Blaine after opening the messages screen for him. Blaine took the device with a confused look and took a peek. The messages were from an unnamed number and Sebastian had already scrolled down to the oldest message he got from the same recipient. Sebastian nodded at him to open that one and Blaine did.
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'Hi Sebastian, it's me Kurt. I know we've never been in touch before and this is a bit of a shock for you. This is hard for me to do and I haven't even done what I wanted to do yet. I mean, if you don't mind, I'd like you to do something for me,
2.16 p.m., Jan XX, 201X'
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'I thought you left town,
2.18 pm Jan XX, 201X'
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'I did,
2,19 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'K, what d'u want?
2.20 p.m. Jan XX,201X'
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'Can you…hook up with Blaine?
2.22 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'What?
2.28 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'I know this is so weird and I hated you back then and I even said I didn't like you…but things are different now. Blaine and me…we're not together and I know he's hurting as much as I am even if he is still angry at me. Please, can you make Blaine date you?
2.34 pm Jan XX, 201X'
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'Ur nuts, u know that,
2.36 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'When it's about Blaine I don't think I can be rational. I still love him but I don't think he feels the same anymore. He must hate me and I know I've left a big hole in his heart. So please, can you fill that hole? Not for me, but for yourself. Don't you like him anymore?
2.39 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'I do but it doesn't mean I haven't moved on. I don't want him like I used too and damnit everyone knows he still loves you,
2.42 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'And can you stop writing everything in full? Ur making me really uncomfortable and making me wanna write in full sentences too!
2.43 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'Sorry. It's just my nature. Sorry,
2.44 pm Jan XX, 201X'
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'So, will you do it?
2.48 pm Jan XX, 201X'
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'I'm telling you, I'll try. If he so much as says he still loves you I'm out,
2.52 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'That's good enough for me, I guess. Thanks a lot Sebastian. I owe you this one. And please can you not tell anyone about this? It's just that I haven't called or texted anyone in so long and I don't want them to know where I'm at,
2.56 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'Fine. I won't tell. I'll message you when it's done. Though it'd be better if you just come here and get back with him. He's like crap from what I heard,
2.59 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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'Thanks a lot Sebastian,
3.01 p.m. Jan XX, 201X'
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Blaine was silent for a long time after he finished reading the messages. He was frozen inside. Kurt still…loved him? Even after all that? Even after how horrible he was to him? Was he really being given a second chance here.
Sebastian saw Blaine froze at the same spot after a while and decided to say something.
"Man I don't know what happened to you two but this is the last time I'm ever going to bother with you two. You better write down his number and call him soon. Make up with him or whatever, just doesn't get me involved. I'm way over you now," Sebastian said in a bored tone. Blaine perked up at that and as quick as lightning had the numbers saved in his phone.
"Thanks Sebastian. You don't know how much this means to me," Blaine for the first time on months smiled a true smile.
"Whatever," said Sebastian but he smirked anyway. Blaine handed him his cellphone back with a small thank you.
"Now go and catch your angel before he leaves you forever," Sebastian said with a nudge. Then the unexpected happened. Blaine pulled his shirt and kissed him on the lips before running off to the direction of his car and sped off.
Something good came out of it after all, Sebastian mused as he made his way home.
Blaine didn't call Kurt the instant he got home. He was nervous, very much so. How would Kurt react to him when he calls? Would he be angry? Would he be upset? Or would he just freeze up and end the call abruptly? No, I can't call him now. I can't do it, he thought and he left his phone and got on bed to sleep.
It took him almost a month to convince himself to call Kurt. He debated on texting him but damn, he missed Kurt's voice so much and words won't be able to relay Kurt's lovely voice. One Saturday night, he sat on his bed, his room secured and locked and window opened so that the breeze will cool him somewhat. He sat by the window and breathed in really deep. Exhaling, he clicked on call.
It rang, something is so wrong. Where's the ringtone Kurt always used?
And it went through. And Blaine waited for the voice he hadn't heard for so long.
"Hello?" It wasn't his customary, 'This is the fabulous Kurt Hummel, please state your business with the awesome me.' And that was when Blaine broke down completely. The one on the other side was completely confused.
"Excuse me, are you okay?" the angelic voice spoke to him. Oh god how did he survive without that voice for so long? Blaine continued to sob harder and Kurt just stayed on the line comforting him like he had always done oh so long ago. Finally, his voice came back and he tried to talk.
"K-Kurt, it's me," was all he managed to say before he heard a shocked gasp and the line went dead.
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