Thank you for all the people who put my story on alert and thank you to AislingCrowe18 for reviewing :) I know that last chapter wasn't written that well (it was 3 in the morning when I wrote it) but I hope you enjoy chapter 3. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own glee… It would probably be really boring if I did

I wanted to stay home that day, but we had a big math test that I didn't want to miss, so I went. As I walked the corridors of McKinley, I sighed. It wasn't the same without Kurt. Heck, nothing was the same without Kurt. I caught my breath at the thought of him and I lowered my head, making my way slowly to my locker.

"You ok Blaine?" Santana whispered to me after the test had finished. I was confused as to why she was talking to me, I mean we weren't enemies or anything, but we weren't exactly close either. "You know, with Kurt in hospital and all." I groaned. It was hard enough trying not to think about Kurt every second of the day without people reminding me all the time. "Yeah, I'm fine." I could see she didn't believe me, but luckily she had the sense to leave well enough alone.

By the end of the day, Santana wasn't the only one to ask how I was doing or try to comfort me. When Artie asked me, I cracked. "You know what? I'm not alright, I'm sick of everyone feeling sorry for me, when they should be feeling sorry for Kurt, he's the one in a coma!" I practically spat in Artie's face. "I'm sorry Blaine." He muttered quickly and then wheeled himself away. 'No I-" I tried to call after him, but he was already out of earshot

That night I visited Kurt again. He still hadn't woken up and he was in pretty much the same state as yesterday. I held his hand and sang to him the song that I sang to him the day he left Dalton.

I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

I felt the earth beneath my feet

Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

My voice cracked slightly as a tear trickled down my cheek, but I sang on.

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me

Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it, somewhere only we know?

This could be the ending of everything

So why don't we go somewhere only know

Somewhere only we know

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go? So why don't we go?

Oh, this could be the end of everything

So why don't we go somewhere only we know?

Somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know

I remembered how- after I had finished singing when I sang to him at McKinley- Kurt had whispered in my ear: "I'm never saying goodbye to you." And I said the same words to him now, followed with a promise. "I promise Kurt, that I will visit you everyday that you are stuck in here, even if it ends up being forever." And I didn't know whether he had heard me or not, but I knew that I would keep my promise, no matter what.

-One Year Later—

I made my way once again to Kurt's room, a room I could now find blindfolded. Although I was still doing the same thing, a lot as changed in the last year. Rachel has gone to New York (she was devastated when it dawned on her that Kurt wouldn't be joining her), Finn has joined the army, Mercedes has just released her 2nd album; everyone's gone their separate ways. Except Kurt. He was still lying down in that bed, eyes closed, heart beating slowly.

Thankfully most of his visible injuries had healed and his cast had been off for a while now, but he still wasn't awake. "Hey Kurt." I said as brightly as I could manage. After coming everyday for the last 370 days, I had learned that it was best not to get too low, but to try to stay upbeat, for both my sake and Kurt's. After all, I didn't want him to wake up with me weeping by his side. I still had hope. Sometimes it was the only thing that kept me going. People kept telling me to move on and get a boyfriend, but I stayed faithful to Kurt. I couldn't give up on him. Not yet.

I sat down in my usual chair beside Kurt and started reading "Wicked" aloud to him. When I paused at the end of the first chapter, I noticed a change in the speed of Kurt's heartbeat on the heart monitor, and it quickened to almost the normal rate. As Kurt's heat beat faster, so did mine. I held my breath, as if waiting for something to happen. That's when I saw Kurt's fingers move. It was ever so slight, so slight that I could've imagined it.

Then the impossible happened. Kurt's eyelids began to open, and for the first time in over a year, I saw his beautiful glasz eyes. I was pretty sure my heart stopped beating then, and I almost pinched myself to make sure it wasn't a dream. Kurt looked dazed and I took a deep breath as he lifted his head. This was actually happening. He was waking up. I hardly dared to believe it.

When Kurt saw me he seemed confused. I looked in his eyes, searching for a sign of recognition that I had expected. Kurt opened his mouth and I leaned forward to hear what he had to say. "Who- who are you?"