Hey everyone! Look! You got an update much faster this time! I think this is the closest update times I have ever had for one my stories. Though if I'm being honest, this is probably half of what I had originally planned for Chapter 6. Okay, maybe more of one-third. I'll tell you more about that in my end AN.

To the people who found this and me because of my Come What May one shot "I'll Love You until My Dying Day" thank you so much for just everything! You totally blow me away! And those few of you who have favorite-ed and followed me and not just my works… I'm speechless. Thank you to EVERYONE who reads this, regardless on when you found me and if you have given me feedback or not.

Umm, I'm going to now do review replies via PM. If I can't do it that way, I'll reply in my end AN like before. =)

So, this chapter is dedicated wholly and completely 100% to my own real life Natasha. That's not her name, but she is my inspiration for my Natasha in here. Without her, this chapter would not have gotten finished as well as it should have. I owe so much to her, and not just for everything she did for this chapter. Sweetie, whether you are reading this or not, I hope you know that I love you with all of my heart and that you mean to world to me. I would not know what to do if you weren't in my life. If you were with me at this very moment, I would be hugging you so tight you couldn't breathe!

Let's see, warnings… Swearing? Oh, some gay bashing/homophobia from a complete asshole… Sorry for the grammar and spelling errors there maybe. I've read through this several times, but odds are I've still missed some. I think that's it...

Spoiler on the fact that Sebastian exists and Kurt and Blaine are together. Or use to be… I don't know, it's confusing with this story.

Something just to clarify: this is AU after the season 2 final New York. Kurt and Blaine broke up during the summer between end of season 2 and beginning of season 3. And yes, some songs and other things maybe wrong for that timeline, but how it's written is how I want it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Klaine would've never broken up and Brody wouldn't exist if I did. And Klaine would have a lot more screen time. And make outs. And Quintana would be an actual couple, not a one-time thing. *praying for more*

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 6: Words Can Hurt More Than Actions

"Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself, 'Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever.' Watching you do Blackbird this week… that was a moment for me. About you. You move me, Kurt, and this duet would just be an excuse to spend more time with you." Blaine leaned in and placed his lips against mine. I am on cloud nine. Blaine is kissing me. Actually kissing me! And I'm kissing back!

After a moment, we both took a breath and parted. Our faces were both flushed and we were breathing a little heavy. "We should, ah, we should practice," Blaine said bashfully, looking away from me.

"I thought we were," I said, and whoa, where the hell did that come from? Before I could over think, I leaned in for Blaine and he leaned towards to me. Just before our lips met, an annoying beeping sound was heard. I tried to ignore it and kiss Blaine, but the closer I got to him it seemed like the further apart we got.

"Blaine?" I whispered.

"I don't think we should see each other anymore, Kurt," he said in a hard voice.

I was confused. "What do you mean? We only just had our first kiss."

"We've had more than that, Kurt," he said in the same voice. A noise in the background caught my attention, causing me to look around. We were no longer in the empty common room, but rather sitting at a table in The Lima Bean. How did we get here so fast?

"Kurt," Blaine said to get my attention. I looked at him. "I think maybe we should start seeing-"

I tried to listen to what he was saying but he was getting drowned out by that annoying beeping again. It was steadily getting louder and louder. Couldn't it just SHUT UP already?!

-Line Break-

Kurt slowly opened his eyes as the sound of his alarm woke him up. Rolling over, he grabbed his phone and shut it off. He lifted his arms above his head as he did a full body stretch, letting out a small groan when a few of his joints popped. Kurt brought his arms down, rested them on his chest, and thought about the past week.

With all the school work for senior year, joining cheer, and doing drama, the first week of school flew by for Kurt. Tuesday was the first day of real homework in all of his classes, and he also got fitted for his cheer outfit. Wednesday was rather boring, the only exciting things being the conversation he had with the girls at lunch and narrowing down plays to do with the rest of the drama club. Thursday, yesterday, was actually boring. The only thing that was anyway were close to fun was the fact that he got his cheer uniform. He had had practice every day that week. That, combined with all the homework, had left Kurt exhausted the last few days, causing him to not dream. Or if he was, he just didn't remember what it was by time he woke up, which he was thankful for.

Deciding that he had spent enough time in bed, Kurt got up and started his morning moisturizing routine. Once he finished that, he walked over to his closet and pulled out his cheerleading uniform. He was happy to find out that unlike the Cheerios, as a Tiger, he didn't have to wear the cheer uniform every day. They just had to wear it every Friday, which Kurt was okay with because it meant he could still wear his clothes every other day of the week. He unzipped the garment bag he had put it in to make sure that it stayed in perfect condition. He pulled the pants off their hanger, slid them on, then pulled the shirt over his head and adjusted both of them until they laid perfectly. Kurt walked over to his full length mirror and smiled. The sleeve of the shirt stopped in the middle of his upper arm, showing of the mussels that many didn't know he had because of his usually layers. The rest of the shirt, and the pants, hugged him in all the right ways, showing everything flawlessly while leaving a little to the imagination in some spots. Running his fingers through his hair to straighten it slightly, Kurt grabbed his bag and headed to the kitchen. The delicious smell of coffee and pancakes greeted him at the doorway. Carole was taking the last pancake off the stove while Finn was busy trying to eat as many as he could. Burt had a half-eaten one on his plate, with little syrup Kurt noticed happily, and was reading the morning paper.

"Morning everyone," Kurt said as he poured himself some coffee. Three "mornings" were said in return.

Finn noticed Kurt's outfit. "We don't have a game today, do we?"

"No, Coach just has us where this every Friday," he said with a slight distaste.

"Well, it's very flattering on you, Kurt," Carole said.

"Thank you." Kurt leaned against the counter, slowly sipping his coffee. He picked up the last of the muffins that Carole had made Monday; it was just as delicious as the first day.

Burt set his paper down and grabbed his, Carole's, and Finn's plate and took them to the sink to rinse off. He grabbed a piece of bacon when he finished; Kurt lightly hit his shoulder. "None of that, kid. I only had two pieces before," Burt explained. Kurt smiled at him. "Are you still going to that sleepover at Annabeth's house today?"

"Yeah, if it's still okay with you. I'll be going over after auditions today and be coming home sometime Sunday," Kurt replied.

"'Kay just call and cheek in every now and then."

"Yes, dad." Kurt glanced at the clock. "Finn, are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, man, just have to grab my bag," Finn said as he got up.

"Alright, I'll be in the car."

"Give me a hug before you go, bud," Burt said.

"Dad, I'm only going to be gone for about two days." Despite what he said, Kurt still wrapped his arms around his father.

"I know that," Burt grumbled. Kurt laughed, gave his dad a kiss on the cheek, and out the door he went, sending one last goodbye to Burt and Carole.

Blaine was still in his bed sleeping. It was far from peaceful, though. His face was clouded in pain and sadness, a few tears actually seeping from his eyes. Small noises were leaving his lips. He would lie on his back, only to roll to his other side a few minutes later. His hands keep opening and closing around nothing, though it seemed as if he were indeed trying to grab something. Blaine was so far into whatever he was dreaming about that he didn't hear the continuous knocking on his door, nor did he hear said door open when Wes used his key. Wes and David took one look at their friend and knew what they needed to help him. The two awake boys looked at each other, deciding silently who would do what. With a nod, Wes went to Blaine while David went to Blaine's bathroom to get aspirin and a glass of water; Blaine always had a headache after dreams like these.

Back in the bedroom, Wes sat down on the bed. He gently reached out and touched Blaine's shoulder, causing him to jump. "Come on, Blaine. Time to wake up." Wes shook Blaine's shoulder. "Come on, man. We've got a long day ahead of us."

With a little more shaking, Blaine slowly opened his eyes. He brought a hand up to rub the sleep form his eyes, and proceeded to stretch out fully, letting out a satisfied groan when a few joints popped. "Hey, Wes. How did you get in?" Blaine asked as he sat up, his voice thick with sleep. He instantly wished he was still laying down when his head flared up in pain. "Aw, shit," he complained.

"He used the key you gave him," David explained as he came in with the pills and water.

"Oh, right. And thank you." Blaine took the pills, finished the whole glass of water and set it down on his nightstand. "How did you know I would need it?"

"Umm, you were having a nightmare," David replied, a little unsure.

"I was?"

"Yeah, man. Your face was scrunched up, you were tossing and turning, your hands were reaching out for something that wasn't there…Sound familiar? Wes received a small nod, so he continued on. "Is everything okay? It's been awhile since you've had these; they're not coming back, are they?"

"They're not the same ones as before," Blaine whispered.

"What do you mean?" David asked.

"I mean that they're not the nightmares of me getting beaten beyond recognition or of my parents fighting," Blaine said, his voice still small.

"They? As in more than one?" When Blaine didn't confirm or deny what was asked, Wes and David got worried. "When did you start having them again?"

"About a month ago."

"Wait, they didn't start when you and -"

"No. Well, they were about three a week then. But it was after everything with my parents that they became an every night occurrence."

Before Wes or David could ask another question, Nick, Jeff, and Trent busted through the door. The two groups of three just looked as each other for a moment. Jeff was the first to break the silence. "Blaine, why aren't you dressed yet?"

The boy in question looked down at his pajamas before he leaped out of bed. "That is an excellent question. Now all of you leave so I can get ready," he politely ordered.

"Okay," Nick laughed. "We'll go get Sebastian and make sure he's ready." Blaine nodded as his friends left, closing the door behind them. He walked over his dresser and pulled out a pair of dark wash jeans, a black collared shirt, and a red bowtie. He slid the jeans and shirt on, and then flipped up the collar to lay the bow tie properly. Blaine was pulling it tightly in place when his friends came back in, Sebastian with them this time.

"Whoa, Blaine's got curls," Sebastian exclaimed.

Said boy looked in the mirror to see that he had yet to gel his curls down. When he moved towards his bathroom to do so, Trent grabbed his arm. "I don't think so," he laughed.

Blaine pouted. "Why not?"

"Because if we don't leave now, we'll miss the girls and Kurt's audition," Nick explained as he grabbed other arm when he tried to get out of Trent's grip. Neither of them had to put up the fight much longer because the other froze in his struggle.

"K-Kurt's going to be there?" Blaine's voice broke slightly as he said his ex's name.

"Shit, Claire's going to kill me," Nick thought.

"Umm, yeah. He goes to Cameron. He and the girls, especially Annabeth, have become really close," Wes explained. Everyone was quite as the curly-haired processed this.

Finally, Blaine just gave a nonchalant shrug and said, "Okay." He walked over to pick up his bag, and then faced his friends. He saw that all of them had their bags as well. "Ready to go?" Blaine received confirmation from all of them. "Alright, let's go." Jeff and Nick ran for the door, then proceeded to run down the hall. David rolled his eyes as he, Wes, and Trent followed the couple. Sebastian stayed with Blaine, who was now locking his door.

"Nice bowtie," Sebastian said once the duo started walking.

Blaine subconsciously brought hand up to it, a smile breaking out on his lips. "Thanks."

"No problem. And those curls are extremely sexy." Sebastian smirked when a pink color dusted Blaine's cheeks. "I mean it. I don't know why you gel it all that hotness down." The blush become darker as Blaine stuttered out another thank you. Sebastian decided to cut him a break. "You're welcome. Did you listen to those songs I told you about?" Blaine was thankful for the subject change. While he told the other that he had indeed listened to them, and Sebastian told him other songs to search, Blaine thought about their friendship.

The day he met Sebastian, the two went out for coffee and spent hours talking. They realized that they actually had quite a bit in common. Blaine was a little shocked to find out Sebastian was gay and was so extremely open about it. Neither boy could deny the chemistry between them. Though he wasn't sure on what he was feeling, Blaine wasn't going to act on anything he felt. No matter how much he wanted Blaine, Sebastian wasn't going to be more than Blaine's friend; for now anyway. He could tell Blaine's heart belonged to someone else. He had yet to ask who, but from the way Blaine acted earlier, Sebastian figured it was this Kurt guy.

They made it to Blaine's car to find their friends arguing who was going to sit where. Sebastian and Blaine watched with amused smiles on their face. "Didn't you say yesterday you already had a sitting arrangement planed so this wouldn't happen?" Sebastian asked.

Blaine nodded his head before he spoke to the others. "Hey guys. Guys? Guys!" They all paused mid-argument to look at Blaine. "Stop arguing. I have where you're going to sit, so it's of no use. Wes, David, you two will be in the back. Trent, Nick, and Jeff, get the middle. Okay?"

"Yeah, sure, but why does Sebastian get to be up front?" Jeff wondered.

"Because I'm better than all of you." Sebastian smirked.

"No, that's not why," Blaine was quick to say. "It's because I don't know if I can handle one of you lunatics sitting next to me for four hours. Now get in." The Warblers put their bags in the back and did what was asked of them. The second Blaine started his car, Jeff, who was setting between Nick and Trent, leaned forward to turn on the radio on. Blaine waited until Jeff selected a station that was finishing up with the latest Katy Perry song. As Blaine pulled out of the Dalton driveway, the radio DJ came on.

"That was Last Friday Night by the fabulous Katy Perry as requested by Jessica. Alright folks, our request hour is almost over. So if you've got that something that you're just dying to hear, call us now at 1-888-555-9652." As the DJ paused, Blaine turned onto the highway. "Okay, let's go to our next request. Hello, you're on the air with DJ Storm."

"Hi," a chorus of girls and one guy said.

"Whoa, sounds like there's a party going on there. How many of you are there?"

"There's six here," one girl said.

"Hey, was that-" Trent stared before Wes told him to shh.

"What are your names and where are you calling from?" Storm asked.

"I'm Natasha and here with me is Annabeth, Kurt, Claire, Hollie, and Hanna and we're calling from Cameron, Ohio," Natasha exclaimed. Blaine looked in his rearview mirror to see all boys looking at each other, smiling.

"Cameron? I lived there at one point. Alright, what's you're guys request?"

"We'd like to hear Live While we're Young by One Direction," Kurt said. Blaine felt his heart give a painful squeeze at heating his loves beautiful voice after so long of not hearing it.

"Sounds good. Anyone you want to dedicate this to?"

"Yep. This goes out to Blaine, Wes, David, Nick, Jeff, Trent, and Sebastian. Can't wait to see you tonight!" Claire exclaimed.

"Alright, thank you girls and Kurt. Here's your song." With that, their request started playing. The boys in the car laughed slightly as the introduction of the song played. When the lyrics started, Sebastian sang along. After a moment, all but Blaine joined by harmonizing behind him. Blaine smiled and turned down the radio slightly to hear his friends better. On the chorus, Blaine sang along with Sebastian, but let him keep the lead. When the song was over, they all had smiles, thought Sebastian's was more of a smirk.

"Now that's what I'm talking about. Someone else on lead," Blaine joked.

"Here, here," Nick and Jeff commented.

"Yeah, but I was so much better than you," Sebastian said in mock cockiness.

"How dare you," Trent fake gasped.

Blaine laughed. "In your dreams, Seb."

"I'm always dreaming of you babe," he shot back.

Annabeth, Kurt, Claire, Hanna, Hollie, and Natasha were all in a circle around Annabeth's phone. They said thank you to DJ Storm one last time and hung up. Kurt was oddly quite while the girls adamantly talked about getting on the air. Hanna noticed.

"Kurt, are you alright? You've hardly said anything since the song request," she asked, slight worry in her words. All the others stopped talking.

"Hmm?" he asked as he shook himself from his thoughts. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine."

"Liar," Hollie whispered.

Annabeth smiled. "Nice try, sweetie. Now what's wrong?"

"I-umm-So Blaine is coming?" he inquired shyly, his voice cracking as he said Blaine.

"Shit, Nick is going to kill me," Claire thought.

"Yeah. Is that going to be a problem?" Natasha chewed on her lip as she asked.

"No," Kurt said, dragging out the word. "No, it will be fine. I mean, yeah it might hurt some, but I kind of figured he be there. I don't know why this shocks me." They were all quite for a moment. Kurt's thoughts once again went to his and Blaine's history while the girls wondered what history the two exes have.

"What happened? What caused you guys to break up?" Annabeth voice was timid.

Kurt opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted before he could get anything out. "Hey ladies! You should get to class before you're late. Don't want to get in trouble with coach," the voice sneered.

Annabeth gritted her teeth. "You know there is a boy here, Matt."

"Yeah but I wasn't talking to myself. I'm the only boy here," Matt said.

"Try again," Hanna spat.

"Oh, there's the boy. How's it going, Dykey McGee?"

"Watch it," Hollie all but growled as Claire and Natasha held her back.

"Why? You her carpet muncher?" Matt taunted.

"Leave them out of this. Your business is with me, not them." Annabeth stepped in between Matt and her friends.

"If you had chosen me over them, then there would be no need to mess with your scissor sisters." Matt shoved Annabeth back. Hanna and Kurt caught her. She shoved him back. Matt went to take a swing, but Kurt pulled Annabeth out of the way before his fist could connect. It looked as if Matt noticed Kurt for the first time. "Oh, hey princess. Stay out of my way. You don't need to put you're sparkle gay nose in other people shit."

"When you mess with my friends it becomes my business," Kurt threw at him.

"Don't act like you have balls, buttlover."

"Why can't he act as if he has balls?" Natasha demanded.

"Because he doesn't have any. He's a girl."

"What makes you a boy and Kurt a girl?" Annabeth had to ask.

"Hummel is nothing more than a butt boy. He's a receiver, not a deliver. No doubt he's probably small as well. Even if he did serve instead of taking, no one would feel what twink here has to give," Matt jeered

"You know, for a guy who claims to be straight, you're awfully concerned about another man's cock and whether he bottoms or not," Kurt pointed out as he looked at his nails. While Matt was floundering for a comeback, Divine Five and Kurt walked to their class.

Though the radio was still quietly on, it was otherwise silent. Sebastian was leaning against his car door, sleeping. Nick was resting his head on Jeff's shoulder. Jeff's head was resting on Nick's; both of them were asleep. Trent was reading a book about some twins who got a storybook from their grandma and are thrown into the fairytale world. Wes and David were busy texting their girlfriends. A few minutes later, Trent put his book away and leaned against the window. Ten minutes after that, he was asleep as well. Wes and David took notice of this. When David looked at him, Wes nodded.

"Blaine? Are they all asleep? Wes and I want to talk to you about something," David inquired.

Blaine glanced over at Sebastian then looked in the rearview mirror to see the other three sleeping boys. "Yeah. What's up?"

"Well, we wanted to ask what your nightmare was about," Wes explained.

"Oh, I don't remember." Blaine responded too quickly.

"Bull," David exclaimed.

Blaine sighed. "If I tell you, you can't interrupt me. I don't know if I'll be able to finish if you do."

"Deal," they said simultaneously.

Blaine let out another sigh. "Alright, how to start?" he mused, mostly to himself.

"You said they're not the ones involving you getting beat or your parents arguing. What are they about and who's in them?" David offered.

A small smile tugged Blaine's lips. Wes and David saw it in the mirror. "Who do you think?" There was a sad undertone to Blaine's voice.

-Dream Sequence-

I saw Kurt and him through the window. Red hot jealousy snaked through my veins. He was flirting with Kurt. He was making Kurt laugh and blush. He just touched Kurt's arm, and the hand was still resting there. When Kurt realized the hand on his arm wasn't leaving, he pulled out of Todd's touch. Apparently Todd didn't get the picture because he moved even closer. Just as I saw my boyfriend step back again, the scene shifted.

Kurt and I were now sitting on his bed, knees crossed and touching as we facing each other. "Blaine, I love you and only you. Forever. No guy would ever be better than what I already have," Kurt whispered. He grabbed my hand and placed it over his heart. It slightly quickened its pace. "That? What just happened? That happens every time we touch. That happens every time I see or even think of you. You hold my heart, Blaine Anderson. You have since the day I stopped you on that staircase. And you always will."

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I opened my mouth to tell him that he held mine, but the scene before me faded once again. Harmful bright colored swirls moved around me. Each on blended into another. I can hardly focus. Just as quickly as it started, it all froze. Taking in my surroundings, I saw that I was the Lima Bean sitting at a table with Kurt. We weren't at our normal table because a man that looked to be a lawyer was busily typing away at said table. He gave Kurt and me a filthy look when we squeezed each other's hands moments ago.

I knew all too well what was about to come. I wish I didn't. I wish I had never brought this up. I wish I had never thought of this. I wish my dad wasn't an ass who tried to rule my life. More than anything, I wish I had stopped myself from saying –

"Kurt, I think we should see other people." Well, that.

The hand that was holding Kurt's coffee as it brought it up to his mouth froze. His whole body froze actually. Fear became evident in his gorgeous eyes. "What?" His voice was eerily flat. I wished it wasn't. I wanted him to have some emotion because then I would know what to say.

Though I tried in vain to not to do so, I heard myself repeat, "I think we should see other people."

"You're breaking up with me." It wasn't a question. His voice was steel despite the tears from in his now gray eyes. My heart gave painful squeeze; they only became that color when he was as sad as someone possibly could be.

"Yes." I answered him anyways.

"Why?" he requested.

I knew he would ask this, but I still wasn't ready for him to. "The distance now. It's too much."

"You're lying." His voice finally creaked. I now knew what the phrase 'Be careful what you wish for,' meant because hearing his emotions made this even harder. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I was never expecting this to be easy. I just never expected it to be this damn hard. "Is it because you've met someone else?" His voice was clam again.

My eyes opened slowly. "No. But you have."

Confusion clouded his beautiful face. He shook his head. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Regardless, his lips still mouthed no. "I haven't," he was finally able to get out.

"Todd-"

"Means absolutely nothing to me. I feel nothing for him," Kurt interrupted.

"You will meet someone, though. The town of Cameron is huge and slightly more accepting to gays, so you will meet others. Someone who is better than me. But you're not going to do anything because I'm holding you back. You can do so much better than me, Kurt."

"I don't need anyone better, because no one will ever be better. I. Love. You. Always have, always will. I though you felt the same."

The next words I said were such a huge lie I'm surprised they even made it pass my lips. They did. I actually saw Kurt's heart shatter. He took a huge intake of breath. Tears slid flawlessly down his face.

"Well, I'm sorry I gave you everything I have and am. I thought you were different, but typical guy move, Blaine." He all but spat my name. "Thanks for the memories, you heartless jackass." With that, he was pushing away from the table, getting up, and running out the door. Tears were streaming down his face. He left his half-finished coffee on the table. I slowly got out of my chair, grabbed my bag and walked outside. I left both of our cups on the table.

I remember all of the perfectly, as if it had just happened for the first time. It was far from it. What happened next never happened; not in reality anyway. I'd had this dream plenty of times, though, and every time felt as real as can be.

When I stepped outside, I wasn't in the Lima Bean parking lot. I was at a four way intersection looking at the most horrifying scene. There was a car on its side, one upside down, and one wrapped around a light pole. The one on the light was smashed on the driver side. The windshield was shattered, along with the driver's window. The side mirror was dangling. The once beautiful vehicle was now destroyed. It was also Kurt's, and he was still in the driver seat. I could tell even from my position from across the street there was a cut on the side of his face. Other than that, he looked peaceful, almost as if he was asleep. In all technicalities, he was. Kurt was unconscious. The only reason I knew he wasn't dead (my heart stopped at the thought) was the fact that I had ran over and could see his chest moving up and down in a steady pattern. I reached my hand up to brush back his bangs that had fallen onto his forehead. My touch caused him to stir.

"Blaine?" his voice was so small and quite that I had to listen closely.

"Yeah, it's me," I whispered. I card my hand through his hair.

"Stop touching me." Though his words were soft, I felt as if I had been slapped in the face.

"What?" I pulled my hand back.

He turned to look at me. His eyes were ice, something I had never seen with him. "You heard me. Stop touching me. I don't want to be touched by you. I don't even want to look at you. You caused this wreck. You put me in this pain. I. Hate. You." His voice grew in volume as he spoke.

If I had been slapped before, now I had been punched in the gut.

-Dream Sequence End-

"And that's when you woke me up," Blaine finished telling Wes and David. He rested his head against his head rest. A deep sigh left him as he closed his eyes. Mid-way through telling his nightmare, Blaine pulled into a public rest stop. The tears that started coming down his face made it hard to drive. The car was silent. At some point, Teenage Dream came on and he flipped the radio off before the second chord even played. Wes and Davie were trying to processes everything they were just told. Blaine was once again taking deep breaths in attempt to stop the tears that threatened to spill. It wasn't working out well. A flicker of movement in the mirror caught Blaine's eye. The movement didn't come from Wes or David, who were looking at each other.

Blaine's lips curved up in the hint of a sad smile. He casted his eyes over to Sebastian. "You're all awake, aren't you?" he asked.

"Possibly," Jeff replied. Nick and Trent both nudged him. Sebastian rolled his eyes as he sat up.

"How much did you guys hear?" Blaine questioned as he turned to where he could see all of them.

"All of it, Hun," Trent answered. The others nodded their heads in agreement. Blaine made a noise of acknowledgement before he stepped out of the car. All of his friends looked at each other in question. Without any words being said, they all decided what to do and stepped out as well. Sebastian stayed behind while the rest of the boys went to the small snack store.

Blaine walked around to the front of his car and slid onto the hood of his car. He took in a lungful of the fresh air, hoping it would help clear his head. He bent his knees, wrapping his arms around them once he could. As he rested his chin on his knee, he felt someone slid up next to him. Sebastian nudged Blaine's shoulder with his own. "You okay, Killer?" he asked. A shrug is the only response he received. "Do you want to talk about it?" This time he got a head shake that said no. "Well, I'm here for you, sexy. For whatever you may need me for."

Sebastian's words barely registered to Blaine's ears. He was lost in thoughts. He was going to see Kurt for the first time in two months. He wondered if he would still look as broken as he did the day they broke up. Had Kurt moved on? Was Todd part of his life now? Or was there another boy in the picture? Blaine also thought about what Wes had told him.

Kurt had become close to the girls. He didn't find that shocking at all. Those lovely ladies were easy to get along with and Kurt is someone they would love to spend time with. How close had they all become in the short time? If he were to take Wes's words, how close had Annabeth become with Kurt? Annabeth was Blaine's childhood best friend. They grew up together until Annabeth moved away after eight grade. Despite this, they still talked almost daily whether it is through text, Skype, or phone calls. They were each other's closest friend. The only way Annabeth and Blaine could be closer was if the two of them were blood siblings. Annabeth would become friends with Kurt for a lot of the same reasons that Blaine had. They would grow to close friends fast; it was just in Anna's and Kurt's nature. Blaine had no intention of pulling the two of them apart, nor did he have the intention of not spending time with Annabeth just because of her new friend. Hell, maybe this common close friend might help the he and Kurt become close again… maybe even date again.

Blaine laughed at himself. Yeah, like that would even happen. I broke his heart. I'd be lucky if he even gives me the time of day, let alone looks at me. Not that I blame him. I don't deserve him. I never did. He should have someone as courageous as he is. Haha, the irony. I told Kurt to have courage. I don't even have any of my own.

Blaine was pulled out of his daze by candy hitting him in the face. He looked up at his friends. Wes was holding a box of Lemon Heads; David had a bag of Jelly Beans in his hands; Trent was holding M Jeff and Nick were both handling a bag of Red Hot's; Sebastian had Peanut M&M's. All of them had at least two of their candies in their opposite hand and they were all raised in aim at Blaine. After a moment of gawking at his friends, Blaine started laughing. "Was all that really necessary?"

"Yes. You were too busy beating yourself up again to realize we have been trying to get your attention for five minutes now," Trent explained. He popped his candy into his mouth. The other Warblers kept their hands raised.

"Quit exaggerating. There is no way you were doing that for five minutes."

"Oh, but we were, Mr. Sexy-Doubter McDoubtie Pants," Sebastian said as he threw another M&M at Blaine. The others followed suit. Blaine mocked gasped before grabbing a handful of the candy in his lap. He threw it at his friends. A small food fight began. Candy was thrown left and right. The boys each took turns trying to catch the snacks in their mouth.

"Alright, alright. You guys win," Blaine laughed when he ran out of ammo.

"Damn straight we do," Wes said as he high fived David. Nick and Jeff fist pumped.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Are we ready to get back on the road? We still have a ways to go."

"Yep. Let's go see our girls and-" Nick trailed of.

"And Kurt. Our girls and Kurt," Blaine smiled at them. "He's going to be there. We're going to see each other so no point in denying it. Besides, I'm not some fragile creation that will break at the mention of his name." Blaine gave his friends one last smile was he slid of the hood of his car. He stepped around Nick and David to get into his car. The Warbler's followed suit. Doors slammed and seatbelts clicked as everyone got ready for the rest their trip. Sebastian flicked the radio back on. Can You Feel the Love Tonight by Elton John was playing, and it may or may not have perfectly described what laid ahead for the night.

So… What did you think? Bad? Good? Awful? Amazing? Give me some feedback please? *insert Darren's puppy dog eyes* I won't know what to keep, change, or get rid of if you guys don't tell me.

Originally, this was going to be much longer. The Warblers were supposed to make it to Cameron and see the girls and Kurt's auditions. After that, everyone would head back to Annabeth's and the fun would begin. As you can see that didn't happen. That was going to be way too long in my opinion. But you now know what to expect in the next chapter. No, I haven't started it yet. But yes, Kurt and Blaine WILL see each other for the first time again in the next chapter.

To anyone who is interested that hasn't read it yet, you can check out my CWM one-shot. Or Extraordinary Christmas.

To those who have read my one-shot… Hope you're happy to hear…that… it's… becoming more than a one-shot. Because I know I am! =D

BONUS POINTS TO THE PERSON WHO KNOWS WHERE I GOT THE INSPIRATION FOR MY ' Mr. Sexy-Doubter McDoubtie Pants' LINE! A hint: take the Sexy part out of that equation and go with the rest. I'm not sure anyone will get it, so whoever does will get a one-shot of their choosing. The one-shot can be anything Glee and whatever character(s) and (while I would prefer Klaine paring) couple(s) you want. I would also prefer something that wasn't angst because that's not really my forte. If that's what you really want though, I'll give it a shot. But the rest is up to you. I'll leave this little game, I guess, open until either A) someone gets it, or B) I post chapter 7 (knowing me, you all know that could be a long time xp ). Which ever comes first.

Umm… this is kinda a warning for a future chapter… I have a trigger warning I don't want to post on here what is because it might spoil what happens because of what it is. I will post it at the beginning of the chapter that will have it though, as I should. If you have a trigger, please let me know now. You do not have to tell me what it is if you do not want to. If you have one, shoot me a PM or add to your review something along the lines of, "I have a trigger." That simple. I will then privet message you to let you know what this trigger is going to be. I would hate for anything to happen to someone because of something I write. No matter what, it will be in the later chapter, but I will have markings around it so you can skip over that if needed.

Hey, you just read my update. I worked really hard on it. So review it maybe? *Shrugs* Couldn't resist. Tell next time!

Love and Hugs,

Eatyourh3artout