The chapter is shorter than the others but only because it seemed the best way to end it. Again I would like to say thank you to Rachel for all of her amazing help with ideas and such, you guys are in for an emotional roller coaster if you choose to follow this fic till the end (which I am hoping you will *hint hint*)
Keep reading and reviewing, I really appreciate it. Enjoy! :)
The next day came around pretty quickly but Kurt didn't know how he felt about it: anxious or excited…he dragged himself out of bed and jumped in the shower, getting ready relatively quickly. However, he made a somewhat effort with his outfit, more than usual anyway. He had put on a pair of dark jeans, light blue dress shirt and then some combat boots. For a minute, he stood in front of the mirror and stared at his hair, he furrowed his brow and sighed reaching for his normal hat. Taking a deep breath he made his way downstairs to make himself breakfast and tried to think of an excuse about not going to school.
''You're up! Good…'' he heard Carole shout from the living room and made her way out to join him in the kitchen ''how are you feeling this morning, honey?''
Kurt nodded as he put bread in the toaster, ''much better thank you, but I am not really feeling school today.'' He said hoping that was a good enough excuse.
Carole raised her eyebrows slightly, ''I guess that's fine, I need some help around the house anyway-''
Kurt froze and stuttered a little, ''I kinda- maybe have plans with Blaine…so…''
''Oh right I see'' Carole smiled slightly and kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear, ''just don't let your dad know I okayed this.'' She winked and walked back out, but stopped herself in the hallway, ''what happened yesterday?''
''Blaine made me realise something, something that I should have known already.'' He paused and looked at Carole, ''life is for living.''
Carole smiled and carried on walking back into the living room. Kurt hummed to himself as he sat at the dining table to eat his breakfast. It was now midday, ''Carole?'' he shouted out ''where is dad?''
''He is at work darling, anything I can help you with?'' she shouted back.
Kurt thought to himself for a moment, ''yeah well…I was thinking about going to the mall to do some shopping before meeting Blaine and need to borrow some money…if that's okay?''
Carole jumped up excitedly, ''yes of course! I have had some Kurt shopping money saved for months now,'' she giggled lightly and winked, passing him $150, ''here we go sweetie.''
Kurt smiled widely and hugged Carole tightly, ''thank you so much!'' he kissed her on the cheek and walked out the door and took the short walk to the mall, if he was going to wait for Blaine he might as well wait there. After all, he only had a couple of hours to waste. Wondering around various shops he began to look for some new clothes, humming to himself as he browsed. Trying on clothes as he went and buying several bits, he decided to go to the Lima bean for a break.
Walking up the counter he ordered his usual, ''could I please have a grande non-fat mocha please?''
''Anything else with that, sir?'' the Barista asked.
Someone walked up behind him and lent on the counter, ''yeah, could you please add a medium drip to that, and maybe one of them cookies you got there?''
The barista nodded and went to sort out the order.
Kurt took a deep breath and smiled widely ''Blaine?''
Blaine nodded at him and winked, passing the Barista the money as she gave them their drinks. ''Thank you…Blaine…you didn't have to. But why are you here? We aren't supposed to meet for another hour or so.''
''I couldn't distract myself enough, so thought I would come here first.'' Blaine blushed and looked down at Kurt's shopping. ''Looks like you couldn't either.'' He laughed softly and walked over to a table.
Kurt didn't know what to say so just quickly followed him at sat down, shaking his head fondly he smiled, ''Hi.''
Blaine looked down shyly, putting his hands on the table, ''Hey.''
''How are you today then…?''Kurt was quite hesitant of what to say, thinking back to how he felt earlier, guess he was nervous.
''Why do you where that hat?'' Blaine asked suddenly.
Kurt's mouth opened slightly, ''WH-what do you mean…why? I think it's quite obvious…look Blaine are you always this forward with everything you say?''
Blaine looked up and nodded, ''pretty much. I'm sorry if that bothers you…'' he giggled playfully ''it's just I feel like you're ashamed or scared to show everyone everything about you.''
''I just don't want the sympathetic 'oh no he has cancer' looks; I just can't be dealing with it. I know I do and that's enough for me.'' Kurt said truthfully.
''Well…step one of living, is to embrace everything you are and not be ashamed. Pass me your hat.'' Blaine said quickly.
Kurt stared at Blaine, who had his hand out waiting; he reached for his hat and waited a minute before pulling it off and passing it to Blaine. He let out a loud breath as he anxiously looked around him…''Blaine, I'm not sure if I'm ready.'' He said reaching back for his hat.
Blaine shook his head and put the hat in his coat pocket, ''you are.''
Kurt slouched slightly back in his chair and shrugged his shoulders nervously. ''If you're allowed to be so forward, so am I. What cancer did you have?'' he asked, feeling slightly insensitive when he asked, ''wait sorry, you don't have-''
''Osteosarcoma, even with chemotherapy and surgery my leg couldn't be saved and I had to have it amputated…what you see now is an illusion'' Blaine giggled lightly ''I have a prosthesis leg. It's not ideal obviously but I'm grateful. I still go back for scans every 3 months, with there a high likelihood of the cancer coming back, but I remain hopeful.''
Kurt nodded, ''that must suck…I'm sorry.''
''There is no need to be sorry. I'm here now and I'm thankful…anyway, what about you?'' Blaine asked quietly.
Kurt sighed and took a mouthful of his coffee, ''well first of all I was diagnosed with leukaemia and they believed that with all the chemotherapy, radiation and bone marrow that I would be cured. But it took them some time to realise that I had lung cancer beforehand that spread to my blood. They believed that the treatment triggered the leukaemia, sucks when I think about it. I went through remission for two years, and then it came back. Then it was diagnosed as terminal, But Doctor Wilson put me on some drug experiments and they seemed to have got me this far…so there we go.'' He shrugged slightly and ran a hand through his hair, sighing.
Blaine knew that Kurt didn't want sympathy so just smiled and changed the subject, ''and school?''
Kurt nodded slightly in appreciation, ''I go to William Mckinley, part time…normally only a lesson or two a day. So you go to Dalton?''
''Yeah I do. Mom pulled me out when the stress made me ill and I go every other day…most of the time'' he giggled.
Kurt laughed with him and broke off a bit of the cookie, ''so you have a girlfriend then Blaine?'' he asked curiously.
''No'' Blaine looked down and blushed ''in Elementary I think I had one, but being gay you tend to stay away from girlfriends.'' Blaine said playfully.
''Oh'' Kurt said quietly, ''I see.'' He tried to stop himself from smiling, ''so do you have a boyfriend then?''
Blaine laughed again, ''still no…guys just don't get me.'' He said sarcastically ''what about you?''
Biting his bottom lip to stop him smiling, Kurt shook his head ''same as you, gay and single. So how old are you now, 16 right?''
''Yep, 16…and if I remember correctly, you are 17?'' he asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.
''Very good, your memory is increasingly impressive Blaine.'' He said taking another mouthful of his coffee.
Blaine blushed and pursed his lips, drinking his coffee.
Kurt tapped his fingers on the table ''so how is your mom then, she doing okay?''
''She is doing really well actually, it's nice to see her back in work full-time she had to give up so much for me and I hated seeing what I was doing to her. I don't think people realise how much it affects other people, like…you understand right?'' Blaine said half-heartedly.
''Yes…I know exactly what you mean.'' Kurt sighed deeply, ''my dad had to change his whole life to benefit me. We had to move house so we could pay for my medical bills…that hurt the most. We had to move away from the memories of my mom. And I was doing that to my dad, it was my fault. But then when Carole and her son Finn moved in, it felt like a home again. He still isn't that dad I remember, he looks constantly tired… that would probably be the two jobs he is working. I don't show my appreciation to him enough. I know I don't, but I changed my opinion of things when I realised how shit I've had it. They always nod and say 'there is someone else that has it worse of than you' but that doesn't make me feel better that makes me feel worse about myself. Like, I should be appreciative of my mom dying and be grateful for the fact I have an illness that is going to kill me.'' Kurt shook his head and looked away from Blaine, ''wow-sorry that was unanticipated, didn't realise I would be giving you my whole life story on our first meet-''
''Date'' Blaine interrupted smiling widely.
Kurt was taken back slightly, ''this is a…date?''
''I'd say so. That's only if you wanted it to be, of course.'' Blaine said happily, biting his bottom lip.
Nodding Kurt took the last mouthful of his coffee to hide his smile, ''yeah…I think I'm okay with that.''
Blaine grinned and moved his chair next to Kurt, ''well good because then this is classed as acceptable.'' He said putting his hand on Kurt's gently.
Kurt was blushing furiously and took a deep breath, the butterflies in his stomach were making him feel light-headed, but in a good way. Was he dreaming, was something good about to happen to him? He looked up at Blaine and put his thumb onto of his hand, raising his eyebrows fondly ''so what is step two, Mr Anderson?''
