"I...look I'll go to bed, but you don't have to stay, I'm not of your concern...thanks for...everything...Blaine, if you want to take your stuff and hand over the money, I'm cool with that, you don't have to...do all this,"

Blaine's facial expression was unreadable.

"Kurt, didn't you hear I have a whole day free? You expect me to just leave you? Believe it or not, I would much prefer help you than take home your things,"

"I..."

"I know we don't know each other...but, will you please trust me? I'm not here to hurt you, or to scare you, or anything of the sort,"

Blaine moved closer and took Kurt's hand in his as he said it, making Kurt blush.

"I do trust you, but...I don't understand,"

"I just want you to be healthy," Blaine insisted. His bright hazel eyes burning into Kurt's blue ones. There was some weird connection there, Kurt could feel it as they both shivered slightly from the touch of their fingers. Blaine's curl was sticking out from his gel, and Kurt thought he looked adorable. He had placed his satchel which used to be Kurt's on the couch when he had come in.

"I am..." Kurt started.

Blaine put up a hand to cut him of.

"Kurt...I've seen photos of you around the house, this isn't you,"

How could he figure it out so quickly?

Kurt could feel himself panicking.

"Hey... it's okay, really it's alright, you're going to be fine,"

The words from Blaine where forming in his head, but Kurt couldn't respond, he couldn't think properly, he felt dizzy. A groan escaped his lip as he felt a pain in his stomach while he also felt like he was going to puke again and immediately covered his mouth running to the toilet.

After he finished vomiting, he was leaning on the floor as he tilted his back against the tiles wall and cried.

He was so tired of fighting. So tired of the bullies...so so tired of being alone. He missed his mum.

If Blaine was going to hurt him, he didn't care anymore, Carole would look after his father.

He felt his tired sad eyes closing as the room spun and tried to focus on the worried look on Blaine's face, but his legs gave out beneath him.

He didn't remember much after that, but he woke up a day later in his bed with Blaine curled up in a chair next to him asleep.

Who was this strange boy?

Kurt was startled at first, but then his face softened by the sight. Next to Blaine was a vomit bucket which had obviously been washed out.

Blaine's soft breathing was comforting. He wanted to check his account to see if Blaine really had offered $2500 when he noticed that the boy already paid by .

Why was he still here then?

He quietly tip toed back to the room trying not to wake Blaine up, but the boy already noticed he had went.

"You gonna be sick again?"

Kurt shook his head.

"No...I just...emails" He claimed as Blaine nodded and yawned.

"You fainted yesterday...I hope you don't mind I carried you to your room,"

"You carried me?"

"You're very light,"

"You're very short,"

Blaine laughed.

"Trust me, I've carried an adult before,"

Wait did Blaine say yesterday?

"Ah...don't you have school?"

Blaine bit his lip.

"You do don't you,"

Blaine shrugged.

Kurt whacked his arm.

"Stop helping me and go to school!"

"But Kurt..."

"Blaine you can't get into trouble because of me, we barely even know each other as you said,"

"Kurt..."

"I really appreciate all this, but I'll be fine, I promise, I need to see my father today anyway...and I'm feeling better already, and you already paid my money so..."

"I'm glad your better but Kurt.."

"And I know that you went through a lot of trouble to get here, and to...put up with me last night..."

"KURT!"

"What?"

"It's snowing outside," Blaine pointed out as he opened the curtains to prove it.

"So?"

"I can't get to school even if I wanted to go, my car is blocked with it,"

"Oh..."

Kurt then remembered the way he was curled up in a chair as though unsure he could sleep anywhere else, he remembered the way they met and when he had misjudged him for being a Neathendral.

Blaine was like an angel sent to save him.

He pretty well saved him last night, Kurt remembered wanting to die, and he basically shoved himself into Blaine and cried in his arms, as the boy tightened his arms around Kurt surprised.

"Hey!...What...?"

"Thank you," Kurt whispered sobbing into his chest.

Kurt may have died on his own.

"Kurt?"

"I wanted to die, I really did...I'm so tired Blaine, I just...I can't...I can't do this alone," Kurt choked.

"You don't have to, never Kurt," Blaine rubbed Kurt's shoulders and back, while soothing him like a child.

"It's alright," He whispered.

Blaine had never seen anyone so broken as Kurt before, last night had broken his heart as Kurt cried on the tiles, he wasn't lying about his father because when he had got up, and he saw Kurt faint, he knew Kurt had given up, he could see his eyes roll over and he didn't fight for himself to stay awake. He had immediately patted Kurt's cheeks to see if he'd wake up when he fainted, put a cold cloth on his forehead and tried calling his name, but feeling his pulse he knew Kurt was alive and that was all that mattered, and just fainted he had gathered him up easily and took him to Kurt's room. While asleep the phone had rang, and Blaine guiltily picked it up to hear a nurse Carole ask who he was, and he told her he was a friend and what happened, he was frightened for Kurt and asked if he should take Kurt to the hospital, Carole said that snow was heavily falling outside, and had said if Kurt was sleeping he should be okay for now, but if he wakes up still sick, she'll try come over and she mentioned that Burt's father still hadn't woken up, so she insisted Kurt stayed home and asked Blaine if he could keep an eye on him. Blaine was already planning on doing that. As he watched Kurt sleep he thought of what Kurt's been through and felt the need to protect him. Kurt had woken up a few times crying, and Blaine automatically went to him, pulling him in his arms.

Nobody deserved this.

Nobody.

"You can have anything in my room, I have lots of musicals...dvds... just...please stay, please," Kurt begged eyes tearing up as he stared up at Blaine. He relied on Blaine too much now to let him go, he didn't think he could handle him leaving after the snow was cleared.

"Anything..." Kurt added quietly clinging onto Blaine.

Blaine shook his head tears welling up in his own eyes.

"Kurt, nothing in this room is worth more than you are, you don't have to buy Help, you don't have to buy me, I'm here because I want to be, you're not alone, I'm not for sale... but neither are you,"

Kurt sobbed loudly as Blaine said that and kissed his forehead.

"Come on, get some sleep, I'll be here when you wake up,"

Kurt nodded as Blaine squeezed his hand and helped him back in the covers giving him a warm smile.

Sorry guys if things are happening fast, but they aren't in a relationship yet, Kurt just needs Blaine for support, and Blaine just happens to be there at the right time while Kurt falls apart, I hope you understand this chapter ...and review :). Poor Kurt.

#You Can't buy love.