Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine. The song "If I Die Young" belongs to The Band Perry. "To Make You Feel My Love" was originally recorded by Bob Dylan, and has been re-recorded by Garth Brooks and Adele.
A/n: Alright, this is the next to last chapter. I have one more song that I want to use in this story after this.
Kurt looked down, rubbing the back of Blaine's hand with his thumb. It was close to the end, and Kurt knew it. They all knew it.
"Kurt…" Kurt watched Blaine's face as the older boy mumbled his name, not even opening his eyes. Blaine's hand seemed to be the only thing that was moving, just barely tightening down on Kurt's.
"I'm right here, Blaine." Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand softly, mostly to let the older boy know that he was still right there.
"Love you…"
"I love you, too, Blaine." Kurt leaned over, running a hand through the mass of wild curls as he leaned over and pressed his lips against Blaine's. "Don't give up on me now. Don't leave me."
"'m sorry…" Kurt pressed another kiss against Blaine's lips, not bothering to try and hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. This time there was no point. Blaine couldn't see the tears anyway; the one person Kurt had tried to protect from seeing him break down was too weak to open his eyes and see what was going on. "Will you sing?"
"You want me to sing for you?" Kurt asked, whispering into the older boy's ear. He watched as Blaine slowly moved his head up and down, nodding just enough for Kurt to see what the older boy meant. "Okay…" Kurt thought for a moment, trying to figure out what he should sing. Finally, Kurt thought of a song.
"When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
"When evening shadows and the stars appear
There is no one to dry your tears
I would hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
"I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
There's no doubt in my mind where you belong
"I'd go hungry, I'd go blind for you
And I'd go crawling down the aisle for you
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
"The storms are raging on the rolling sea
Back on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
But you ain't seen nothing like me yet
"There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
Make you happy, make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love."
Kurt closed his eyes and sighed as he finished the song. Blaine's hand gently squeezed Kurt's one last time, until it was limp in Kurt's hand. By the time the younger boy opened his eyes again, the heart monitor was showing a flat line and a nurse was already turning off the machines that had been helping the older boy stay alive just a little while longer.
"They said a year, but he only got a month…" Kurt whispered.
"No one expected him to get sick… to be so weak so quickly." Kurt felt an arm wrap around his shoulders as he stood there. "You should go back to the dorm… get some rest." Kurt nodded, gently putting down Blaine's hand. As soon as he turned away from the bed, Kurt felt Blaine's mother wrapping her arms around him in a strong hug.
Jeff and Nick were waiting out in the lobby as soon as Kurt walked out of the hospital room. They led Kurt out of the hospital and into Jeff's car, being thankfully silent as they drove him back towards the school. Kurt wanted to be alone with his thoughts, and the two other Warblers obviously recognized that from the expression on his face. They were halfway back to campus before Kurt started to cry, the tears streaming down his face and sobs wracking his body. It wasn't the silent crying that he'd perfected since he'd discovered Blaine was dying. Kurt couldn't stop.
"It's okay, Kurt…" a voice began. Kurt wasn't sure why, but suddenly one of the other boys in the vehicle was in the backseat with him, holding him as he cried. Kurt just held onto the other boy's lapels, crying against his chest.