A few days later

Kurt was sitting in the back on the church that he would be married in the next day staring down at his hands. He had been sitting there for about thirty minutes thinking about the past few days. He was deep in his thoughts that he didn't see Dexter sit down in front of him. Dexter was a close friend of Kurt's and the one who was doing the ceremony for their wedding. "Sorry I didn't hear you coming over." Kurt said sitting back.

"That's okay." Dexter said. "You look like something is on your mind Kurt. You know I'm free for a while so we can talk if you like. I promise you that anything you say will stay between us."

"I can't stop thinking that I'm doing the wrong thing." Kurt said. "I can't stop thinking about Blaine and when I went over to his house a few days ago we ended up kissing. I wanted to be with him so bad but I left before it could go farther than that. "I don't know what to do because I still really love Blaine."

"Kurt I've never told anyone this but a few years ago I was in the same position that you are in." Dexter said. "Her name was Shelly and she was my college sweetheart, the love of my life. I thought that we would be together for but stuff happened and we ended up breaking up. I met someone a few months father that and tried to move on but I still found myself thinking about Shelly. I was on my way to getting married when out of nowhere Shelly came back into my life. I told myself that I didn't love her anymore and I got married. I never saw Shelly again after that and ended up getting a divorce a few months later. To this day I still think about Shelly and how my life would be different if I would have followed my heart. Kurt love doesn't come around a lot but when you find true love you have to do whatever it takes to hold on to it. I know you care about Adam but you can't do this if you don't love him. I'm not trying to run your life or anything I'm just telling you to follow your heart because you'll regret it later."

"Hey what's going on here?" Adam said walking over to them.

"We were just talking about the big day tomorrow." Kurt said. "Right?" He said looking over at Dexter.

Dexter sighed. "Yeah, what can I help you with today Adam?"

Adam smiled. "I was just making sure that everything is ready for tomorrow." He looked over to Kurt. "I can come back later if you want."

"No." Kurt said getting up. "I have to go anyway so you two can talk." He walked over to Adam. "I'll talk you later, bye." He said walking off.

Adam looked back at Dexter. "What were you guys talking about before o got here?"

"The wedding." Dexter said. "Come on let's talk."

The wedding day

Kurt was staring at himself in the mirror. He was locked in one of the rooms at the church. The ceremony was only a few hours away and he's never been so nervous and scared in his life. This was suppose to be the best day of his life but he couldn't help but feel like something was missing. Then he thought of Blaine.

Flashback

Kurt was lying in bed between his boyfriend Blaine's legs. Blaine's arms were wrapped around Kurt's waist. "Do you ever think about the future?"

"Always." Blaine said. "I can't wait until the day we get married. It's going to only our friends and family, flowers everywhere and our song playing in the background. We're going to write our own vows and I'm going to tell you that I love you and you're going to make me the happiest guy in the world."

Kurt smiled. "You think we'll make it to a wedding day?"

"We're going to be together forever." Blaine said kissing Kurt on the head. "I love you so much Kurt."

"I love you too." Kurt said. "And no matter what I always will, no matter what."

End

"No matter what." Kurt said looking down at his wedding band around his finger. Someone then knocked on his door. "Yeah?"

"It's Rachel." She said. "Come on open the door."

"Can you get Adam I need to talk to him about something?" Kurt said, still looking down at his ring.

Five minutes later Kurt was letting Adam into the room. He sat down and Adam sat next to him. "I know you're doing a million things now but I really need to talk to you."

"Is everything okay?" Adam asked and Kurt shook his head. "What is it?"

"I can't marry you." Kurt said looking down at his hands. "I really care about you but-"

"You still love Blaine, don't you?" Adam said.

"I'm so sorry for not telling you sooner." Kurt looked up at him. "I shouldn't have waited until the wedding day to tell you. I just didn't want to hurt you but I knew marrying you would still hurt because of my feelings for Blaine. I'm sorry for not loving you like you love me." He looked down. "Do you hate me now?"

Adam sighed. "I don't hate you Kurt. You have the biggest heart I know and even though I might not like it I understand."

Kurt took the ring off his finger and held it out. "I'm really sorry Adam."

"Don't worry, I'll be okay." Adam said taking the ring from Kurt

"What are we going to tell the others?" Kurt asked. "I don't think that I can face them."

"Why don't you get out of here?" Adam said. "I'll take care of everything here."

"Are you sure?" Kurt said.

"I'm sure." Adam said. He reached over and hugged Kurt. As much as it killed him to let Kurt go he knew that it was something he had to do.

A few hours later Rachel was pounding on Blaine's apartment door. As soon as she found out she was out of the church and at Blaine's place.

Blaine finally opened the door. "Why are you banging on my door?"

"You'll never believe what happened." Rachel said coming into his apartment.

"What the fact that he's a married man now?" Blaine said closing the door. "You're right I don't believe it."

"No he called it off." Rachel said smiling. "Kurt called off the wedding and I came over here when he disappeared. I thought that he'd be here already." There was a knock at the door and her smile got wider. "Maybe that's him now."

Blaine went to answer the door. When he opened the door it wasn't Kurt. "Adam?"

Adam looked back at Rachel. "Rachel can you give Blaine and I some time alone?"

A/N Thanks for reading and please review. The next chapter will be up soon.