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Blaine's POV
I don't open my eyes when I wake up. The black is so peaceful. The silence too.
It's nice to know nothing for a few minutes, because I the only thing I do know is that I, when I open my eyes, go back to a world filled with drama. I breathe a few times very deep, open my eyes and force myself to think.
And everything comes back.
The pain. The burning pain that floods through my body and sets me on fire, if I'm not already dead. The accident, my friends, and me. The worst version of myself I've ever seen. I've hurt everyone, literally everyone that cares about me. Kurt. Sam. The New Directions. Everyone.
I don't cry, although the tears burn behind my eyes, but I start to breathe very fast, out of pure panic. They can't hate me. I never could live with myself again if they hate me now. Oh, God. I breathe faster, and faster. I need to go to Kurt. Now. I don't know how long I slept, and I don't try to think of what exactly happened. I can do all of that later, but now I have to do something far more important. I try to sit, and although I almost scream in pain, I succeed. I see that I'm stuck on a thousand tubes, devices and other stuff. I can't walk with them on my body. I know how stupid it is, but I pull them off. Immediately a few devices start to beep and in less than three seconds, there are two doctors and two nurses in my room. I feel like I'm dead, but I have to do this. With a lot effort and pain, I stand up, and fall on the ground. It's been so long since I walked.
"Mister Anderson, what are you doing?" a nurse asks when she helps me to stand. "You absolutely aren't stable enough to walk around! Yesterday, your heart and stomach had a black-out." I gasp. That's heavy, but it can't stop me.
"Please," I beg, "I have to go. I will be back soon. Please!" But the nurse shakes her head and everyone in the room tries to push me back on the bed. I start to struggle, and scream. Out of frustration, and because it feels like one hundred needles attack my stomach.
"Please!" I yell. I find a hole under their arms and creep through it. That wasn't the right thing to do. I feel dizzy, my stomach hurts, my legs aren't healed yet and I feel horrible, but I open the door and am outside of my room. I look right in the faces of the New Directions, and behind them… Kurt.

I sigh relieved. Now everything will be okay. The tears finally start to fall. I look at Kurt. He sees me. Broken. Alone. Crying. And I see the rejection, made by anger and pain, in his eyes.
"Kurt…" I whisper. I don't hear the screams of the New Directions, I don't feel pain anymore. I stumble to Kurt, wrap my arms around his neck.
And I kiss him. I put all my feelings in it, from pain to love, from desire to anger. But Kurt doesn't kiss back. His hands lay on my back, but only to protect me from falling.
"Kúrt!" I mumble, and I press myself tight to him.
"Kúrt… Please. I love you, Kurt, I lóve you…" I push myself even tighter at him. And then he finally gets who's kissing him.
"Blaine…" he whispers, "Blaine!". He pushes his lips on mine, his hand press on my back to hold me as close as he can. We kiss, and I taste his tears while we kiss.
"I love you, Blaine. I'm so sorry, I love you, I love you…" he whispers, and he looks me deep in the eyes, and we smile and cry and are we are happy for one perfect moment.
I can hear, see and feel again now I know that Kurt still loves me. I have so much pain I think I'm going to faint. The voices are too loud, the colors are too bright.
"Kurt…" I say and I fall on my knees. Kurt makes sure I don't fall too hard. He takes my hands in his and lays my head on his chest.
"Sweet, sweet Blainey, go to sleep now. When you wake up, we will be here." He soothes me.
I nod and smile. Although I'm sweating pain, I'm happy. I close my eyes.

It's day when I wake up again. I feel someone's holding my hand, and smile.
"Kurt?" I mumble.
"Hey Blainey, how are you?" Kurt's lovely voice asks gentle. I smile.
"To be honest, everything hurts, but I feel perfect." Kurt chuckles.
"Blaine Anderson, that was the sweetest thing someone ever did for me yesterday, but never do it again. You're after three weeks still not… stable, and the doctors aren't too happy with you." I open my eyes.
"I can believe that." I smile. But then I realize what he said. "What do you mean with not stable?" I ask. I see Kurt's hesitating look.
"If you don't get enough medicines, thing can still go very wrong. Well, you're here now for so long, so that's harder that first, but still…"
I swallow and nod. "Right."
"So, you promise?"
"I promise, Kurtie, but I want a kiss now." I smile. Kurt looks at me sparkling eyes and kisses me gently. I sigh.
"Now that the nice things are done, I must do the hard things. Like, apologize." I swallow. But before I can say anything, Kurt lays his finger on my lips.
"I freaked out because you are a lifesaver, and you was a jerk because you was confused. You don't have anything to apologize for. Understood?" he says. I nod.
"Lifesaver?" I asks behind his finger. Kurt smiles.
"You're a hero, baby." He looks so proud, and I know I'm ready to hear the story.
"What happened, Kurt?" I ask. Kurt looks at me.
"I think some other people want to tell you that more than I do. Wait a second." He says and he runs to the door. I hear him mumbling to some people, and after a while the complete New Directions, old and new, walk in. I can't help it, but I smile wide and hug them all.
I just wanna say 'I'm so sorry' when Marley steps forward and says: "Blaine, don't apologize, please. You couldn't do anything about it. I'm gonna tell you exactly what happened, okay? Just hear me out." And she smiles sadly.

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