Blaine sat on his bed, the picture of Kurt resting in his lap. He stared down at it sadly. Maybe Finn was right, he thought, I have to tell Kurt. He can't not know went on forever. Blaine rubbed his temples.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to-
Blaine snatched his phone, flipping it open and stopping the familiar ringtone.
"Hello?"
"Blaine?" a voice squeaked.
"Kurt, what's wrong?" Kurt sobbed through the phone. Blaine's heart stopped with worry.
"Can you come pick me up?" Blaine jumped up, running to his dresser and looking for his keys. "I'm on the corner of Tremont and Metcalf." Blaine found his keychain, grabbing it off his dresser top. He flew out the door of his room.
"I'm on my way. What happened?" He ran down the stairs, listening as sobs ran through Kurt's body. Blaine shook nervously, wishing he could hug Kurt and tell him it would be all right.
"Sebastian. Sebastian happened." Kurt hung up, not bothering to say bye. Blaine's face grew red with anger as he climbed into his car. He tossed his phone into a cupholder. That fucking asshole! Blaine thought, driving down the road at least 30 mph over the legal speed limit.
Blaine pulled over behind Kurt's navigator. He jogged over, throwing open the door on the driver's side. Kurt was curled up in a ball on the seat, sobbing. Blaine's heart ripped into shreds at the sight of the broken boy. He climbed in next to Kurt, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. He buried his head in Blaine's chest.
"God, Kurt, what happened?" Blaine whispered, running his fingers through Kurt's hair. Kurt sobbed, drenching Blaine's shirt.
"I- I just- Sebastian- I can't…" He stammered. Blaine rubbed small circles on Kurt's knee with his thumb, trying to calm him down. He pulled back, looking at Kurt's face.
"Come on. Let's get you home." He grabbed Kurt's keys and helped him out of the car. Kurt stuttered, glancing over his shoulder at the van.
"I- I- what about the-" Blaine cut him off.
"Shh. Me and Finn will come pick it up tomorrow." The two got in Blaine's car. Kurt tried to compose himself, wiping his tears on his sweater sleeve and trying to stop his sobs. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand, looking over at him. Forget hiding their relationship, Kurt needed to be comforted.
"You… You don't have to hide your tears, Kurt." Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand. The paler boy looked over at him, eyes red and watery. "Cry it out if you want. I won't mind." Kurt nodded, the tears reappearing underneath his eyes. Why was Blaine being this nice to him? He obviously didn't want whatever relationship they had before. The two pulled in in front of the house. Kurt unbuckled, opening the car door. He stood, about to take a step when his shaking legs buckled underneath him. Kurt's feet slid on the ice. He caught the edge of the seat, pulling himself back into the car. He buried his face in his hands. Blaine stepped out, glancing over at Kurt,
"I'm gonna come around and get you, okay?" Blaine asked. Kurt looked up, shaking his head vigorously.
"No. No, we're going to talk right here." Blaine sunk back into his seat, closing the car door. Kurt did the same, turning to face Blaine. The red of his eyes showed just how upset he really was.
"Kurt…" he reached over and grabbed his hands. Kurt snatched them away, the memory of what happened earlier haunting his mind. Blaine, dejected, pulled his hands into his lap. "Kurt, what happened?" Kurt let out a shaky breath.
"I was at the Lima Bean, and this guy named Sebastian walks up." Kurt talked slowly, trying to pick the right words. "And, at first he was confused because I didn't recognize him, so I told him what happened and he… he…" Kurt hesitated. "He told me that he was my boyfriend. So, we went back to his apartment and… and he was getting frisky and I tried to stop him, but…" The tears started rolling down his cheeks again. Anger swept through Blaine's eyes.
"Kurt. Did Sebastian-" he reached back for Kurt's hands. Kurt let Blaine take them. "Did Sebastian rape you?" Kurt scoffed.
"No. No, I stopped him." Blaine sighed in relief. "But, when I got up to leave, Sebastian…" Kurt shook his head. "You know what? No." He broke his hands away. "You don't care." Kurt threw open the car door and stepped out.
"Kurt! Yes I do!" Blaine shouted. Kurt spun around and locked eyes with the dark haired boy.
"Then how come Sebastian was the one to tell me that you and me were together?" Blaine felt like he was being stabbed in the heart with Kurt's words. He hunched over in his seat, realizing what he had done. "You should have told me, Blaine." Tears started to gather in the shorter boy's eyes.
"I just couldn't Kurt. I had already hurt you and I thought that maybe if you could forget about us then…" Blaine strayed from complete sentences and started sputtering as tears streamed down his face by the bucketful. "This… This is my fault… I'm so sorry, Kurt. My fault…" Blaine opened his door, stepping out. "I'll… This is my fault… God I'm so stupid! Just… Just forget about…" A hand placed itself on his shoulder. The boy turned around; unaware that Kurt had walked up.
"Blaine, it's okay. What happened," he motioned to his forehead, "couldn't have been your fault. It was never you're fault." Blaine nodded, trying to turn and walk away. Kurt cupped the side of Blaine's cheek, pulling his face gently to face him. His voice squeaked, nervous but incredibly confident with what he was about to say. "Blaine, when I woke up and saw you, I remembered the day that we met. I remembered running down the hallway hand in hand, and I remembered never wanting that moment to end. I… I don't want to forget you, Blaine. When I woke up in that hospital, all I could think about was those eyes. I feel like I've known you forever, and I don't want that to end. I… I…" Kurt searched for the right words. He thought for a moment. "There's a moment when you say to yourself 'Oh. There you are. I've been looking for you forever.' Blaine, when I woke up, that's what I was thinking. I think… I think I…" He crashed his lips against Blaine's. A surge of electricity surged through his body.
"What's that?" I glanced up.
"I'm decorating Pavarotti's casket."
"Well finish up. I have the perfect song for our number and we should practice." I smiled.
"Do tell."
"Candles by Hey Monday." He said. I nodded.
"I'm impressed. You're usually so top 40.
"Well, I just wanted something a little more emotional." He sat down in the chair next to me. I thought for a moment.
"Why did you pick me to sing that song with?" he hesitated.
"Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself 'Oh. There you are. I've been looking for you forever.'" He grabbed my hand. "Watching you sing Blackbird this week… That was a moment for me. About you." He took a shaky breath. "You move me, Kurt. And this duet would just be an excuse to spend more time with you." I stared at him, trying to process what he just said. He leaned in, pressing his lips against mine. I hesitated for a moment, unable to move. Suddenly, every nerve in my body kicked in. I leaned forward, returning the kiss.
Kurt broke away for air. He stared down into Blaine's eyes. So, that's where that idea came from. Blaine had said it.
"I- I think I love you, Blaine." Blaine nodded, reaching up for another short kiss.
"I know I love you, Kurt."
"Come on, let's go inside." The two walked hand in hand up the walkway, tears still running down their cheeks. They walked inside, standing at the doorway, not noticing Carole and Burt sitting on the couch. The two adults stared at the couple confusedly. Blaine kissed Kurt on the top of his head.
"Go ahead and go to your room. I'll be there in a minute; I have to go lock the car." Kurt nodded, heading off to his room sadly. Blaine jogged out, locking the door as quickly as he could before running back up inside. Burt was waiting for him at the doorway.
"You're a good kid, Blaine." The teen nodded.
"Thank you, sir." Burt scoffed.
"How many times have I told you to call me Burt or Dad? It's gonna happen someday, kid, and you know it." Blaine smiled, blushing and looking down at his feet. "Look, if you want, you can sleep in the same room as Kurt tonight. Just- nothing inappropriate, okay?" Blaine nodded. Burt pulled Blaine in for a hug.
"Thanks, Dad." Burt nodded, letting Blaine head off to the room.
"And feel free to close the door, Blaine." Blaine smiled and thanked him again. He walked down the stairs to Kurt's basement room, knocking on the door.
"Come in." Kurt squeaked. He walked in, plopping down on the bed next to Kurt. He wrapped his arms around the pale boy. Kurt buried his face in Blaine's chest, the tears rolling down both their cheeks again. This felt right, unlike with Sebastian. With Sebastian, it felt forced. With Blaine, it felt natural. Like they were made for each other. Kurt pulled back, looking up.. "So, it's true? We were… together?" Blaine nodded. "Can we… Can we still be together?" Blaine forced a half smile- considering the proposition.
"If… If you want to, I guess." Kurt nodded.
"I want to."
"But, we're gonna need to work on us. I'm gonna help you remember. Remember everything, okay? I'm not gonna leave you again. I swear." He mumbled, not trying to make sense. Kurt buried his face in Blaine's shirt again, taking in the scent as if it would be gone the next day. The two sat, not talking, for at least an hour before Kurt fell asleep. Blaine ran his fingers through Kurt's hair, just thinking.
A/N- So? Well? I finally got ch. 7 uploaded! Sorry about the wait! Here's a list of reasons why I didn't finish it sooner.
-Writing this chapter made me sad.
-The holidays! Christmas and Christmas Eve were really busy!
-I got sick on Christmas! ACK! Strep throat. Was sick on Christmas, the 26th, and the 27th until I went to the doctor.
-My dad has been to the doctor at least 4 times, and to the hospital twice, because no one can figure out what's wrong with him.
-Along with the previous, my mom has been at work, so I've had to babysit the little siblings.
-My mom went to the dentist yesterday and got a lot of work done, and my dad was at the hospital. So I had to find a ride home for my mom (Because I CAN'T DRIVE YET), bandage my little brother's skinned knees after he fell of his bike, and listen to my little sister bug me about letting her friend come over.
-Just as soon as everything got calm yesterday, and I started writing, my dad needed me to go grocery shopping. So, he dropped me off at the store to shop while he filled up his prescriptions.
So, my break has been pretty ACKKK! But on the upside- today hasn't been busy! Woot! So I got this uploaded! Oh, and I'm getting a laptop next week, so expect more updates more often!
One more thing- I started a series of happy, fluffy, one-shots called "I Want My Senior Year To Be Magical" Go check it out! It has nothing to do with this story, so there's no memory loss! WOOT!
Sneek Peek for Next Year (Ahah! Get it? Happy New Year's Eve!)- Kurt's first day back at school!
I think that's all I wanted to say… Yup! Oh yeah! I hope someone from glee performs at the New York Ball Drop tonight (Preferably Darren. Or Chris.)
Yep!
Until next time, my lovelies,
-Ayla
