A/N: Hi guys! Again, so sorry for keeping you all waiting :C I hope you all are loving it :D
I don't own Glee. If I did, Finchel would have NO kisses at all. Only Klaine :
It picked up on the second ring.
" Hey Kurt! How are you—wait are you crying? Kurt?" Blaine sounded broken when I choked out another sob.
" I'm so sorry Blaine, I ruined everything," I wept into the receiver mercilessly. I heard loud rustling on the other end of the phone as Blaine moved around.
" Where are you Kurt; I'm coming to pick you up now." I heard the faint jingling of keys as the rustling stopped.
" I—I'm near the Lima Bean. I'm like, around the corner." I whimpered softly, not really caring about the fact that Blaine is going out of his way to help me.
" Stay put Kurt, I'm on my way," He said a bit forcefully, the sound of a car door slamming shut behind him. I whined a bit into the phone pushing end softly and placing it onto the ground next to me. I held my head in my hands, tears wetting them triumphantly.
Why must Rachel be so infuriating? Everything just has to be about her. And Mercedes; what's her deal? I just found myself getting madder and madder at the two girls who seemed to care about me. They're just selfish. Selfish and rude. My pitiful tears subsided as I sucked in a breath of the cool November air. It licked the tips of my ears frugally as I waited another quick minute.
A light blue-gray Honda Civic came around the corner at a somewhat alarming pace. Blaine was in the drivers' seat with a ruffled brow. His eyes scanned the area quickly, eventually falling on me. His features visibly relaxed when he found me, slowing the car down. He parked the car on the curb right next to me, jogging to my side.
" Kurt, what happened?" He asked softly sitting down next to me and taking my hand. He began rubbing soft circles onto the back of it, breathing lightly.
" I messed everything up," I croaked. " I told Rachel and Mercedes out of anger and than I left! I screwed it all up! If she wasn't being so—so self-absorbed, this crap wouldn't have happened!" Blaine wrapped a protective, strong pair of arms around my shoulders and turned my body towards him, taking me into an awkward seated hug.
" Kurt, honey, don't worry about it. In the worst circumstances, Rachel will be mad at you for four days; six tops. I don't know about Mercedes though . . . She's a bit of a brute when it comes to drama like this." He let out a huff and ran a hand through his plush curls.
" I'm sorry for being an idiot kid. I have never had a boyfriend before and it's kind of difficult when he happens to be one of my'best friend's' brother." I murmured gently. Blaine remained silent after what I said. Did he feel like I didn't want him because of all this? Because that is defiantly not the case. I will go to the end of the world for Blaine. He's all I really got right now.
" You know Kurt, you don't have to be with me. If it gets too hard for you, feel free to let yourself go. It—It will probably kill me a little on the inside, but I'll always respect you and your decisions. You mean the world to me Kurt. I can't think about being without you, even if my sister is going to be the top-bitch." He grinned a bit but I heard the hurt and pain in his voice telling me this. I felt like someone had just shot me in the heart. Hearing that from Blaine was like having a puppy being taken away.
" Blaine I never want you to think that I'll leave you because things are difficult. Couples have issues. All of them do. But only the good ones can solve the issues with words and understanding. We'll get through this, together. I'm not leaving you anytime soon." Blaine stared at me with huge, glossy eyes.
I saw him gazing around for any potential homophobes before kissing me straight on the lips. Our mouths moved and fitted together perfectly, like we're made for each other. He soon backed off, leaning his forehead against mine.
" You really are perfect you know that?" I let a breathless giggle. It's amazing how much we could fix in a mere ten minutes. If it was Rachel and Finn doing something like that, they'd fight, break up, and than get back together two days later. Madness really. Blaine hugged me again before pulling me to my feet.
" C'mon; let's go hang out some where." He kissed my cheek slowly and sensually before opening the passenger door to me. I was blushing like a freaking tomato. I seriously thought I was going to explode from Blaine's dapper gentleman-ness. He shut the door for me, making me squeal inwardly, and got in on his side. We exchanged a quick glance before pulling away from the curb.
" So . . . Where are we going?" I asked lightly, not wanting to break the comfortable silence. I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye.
" It's a special place. I would always go there after school and hang out by myself. I had bullies too, Kurt. They'd chase me home with pocket knifes and wrenches. They could never find me here though." Blaine's voice began to get a little darker. More sinister if anything.
My phone was buzzing like no tomorrow with texts and calls from Mercedes and Rachel. I ignored them, not wanting to hear their complaining about the world and how it spins on an axis. We finally arrived to a huge plain with peppering of light purple flowers. There wasn't really a parking spot but a dirt indent of where cars had obviously stopped. Blaine cut the engine and got out, quickly rounding to open my door for me.
" Always the gentleman," I crooned. He let out a distanced laugh and took my hand, squeezing it lightly. We brushed pass the tall grass that went up to my knees to a more flattened, trimmed land. There it was. Something I'd never seen before or at least that I remember. I stood there mouth agape and Blaine kissed my cheek softly. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off.
