Blaine finally felt like everything was getting to a normal. He had started to get back on track with his studies, he was able to practice and prepare for sectionals, he started to make friends with those at Dalton. He had a friend in Kurt as well.

They spent every moment they could together. They continued their coffee sessions twice a week, and spent most of the weekend together. Taking it in turns whether they went to Kurt's house he travelled to Dalton. When they weren't together they would spend most of the day with their head in their phones, texting back and forth. His conversations always had to mention Kurt, not that he noticed, and he was always in a better mood after being with Kurt. They talked about everything, always asking for the other boys opinion or advice, they talked about singing, friends, family, anything and everything. They had also started talking a lot more about their futures. Blaine had jumped completely on board with the idea of moving to New York with Kurt when they graduated. He looked forward to the day that he could be closer to Kurt, when they would be able to leave their bad memories in Ohio, and prove to the world how they had overcome everything that had been thrown at them. They would be able to do that, together.

Not everyone was excited about the obsessive nature of Blaine and Kurt's friendship. The Warblers had noticed that Blaine constantly talked about Kurt. Kurt would do this, Kurt thinks this, everything that fell from Blaine's mouth these days resolved around Kurt. The other boys thought it was cute in the beginning, glad to see that the new boy had started to get better, but now it was starting to feel a lot more was going on. They grew concerned that Blaine was becoming one minded, and was worried for their chances at Sectionals. But more importantly they were worried for Blaine.

They had called all of the Warblers early to their meeting, while David had been able to corner Blaine in the hallway talking about an assignment that was due for the Government class. The group of boys all sat together voicing their concerns about their friend.

"It's sickening, he talks more about Kurt than I talk about my girlfriends." Wes cried to the group.

"I think it's important, and I'm glad that Kurt was able to help out when none of us where able to. But it's all the time." Another boy replied.

"He was on his phone the whole time during our last practice. He's the lead vocalist we can't have him distracted all the time." One of the council addressed.

"There's certainly a lot more going on than just a support group buddy." One of the older group members said.

"What do you mean?" Wes asked.

"Oh come on, we all know Blaine's gay. Have you seen his bowtie collection? Maybe he has feelings for this guy. Kurt is most certainly gay."

"You really think so?" Wes looked to the rest of the group as most of them nodded their heads in agreement. "Well isn't that lovely though. Now he wouldn't;t be lonely, we all get a bit like that at the start of relationships, well so I've heard." Wes winked at the group. "Blaine's just a hopeless romantic.

"But what happens when Kurt moves on? What happens when the sessions stop? How is he going to cope with everything. He has placed everything on Kurt, and eventually he will drop the ball and disappoint Kurt." The older warbler explained to the group.

"Well Blaine has never said that he liked Kurt, just maybe they are really good friends?" Another boy added to the conversation.

"How about we just ask Blaine when he gets here?" Wes said to the group, not wanting to discuss anymore with Blaine as part of the group. "Let's see what he has to say and then we take it from there." All of the others agreed to wait. Wes messaging David to bring Blaine straight to the practice room.

Blaine was surprised when he walked into the practice room with David that everyone was already there, and it looked like the meeting had already started. Looking over to David who had now taken a seat beside Wes.

"Why don't you find a seat Blaine, and then we can start?"

Blaine unsure of what to do, found a seat at the very front that was open, and sat down.

"Blaine, we had a meeting and we want you to answer some questions, because each of us are worried about you." The head chair was saying from his seat, looking directly at him. Unsure of what to do, Blaine just nodded his head in agreement. They had meet together to talk about him, behind his back. Where they going to drop him as the lead? He had been practicing hard, and he was doing is best, everyone seemed to like how things were going, no one had complained once about the song choices or anything.

"Blaine we are worried that you're a bit distracted with everything going on at the moment. We understand that moving was extremely hard, and things haven't always been easy, and we have supported you during your recovery. We are so glad that you seem so much better than when you first arrived. You have been amazing in practices, and we are so glad to have you as part of the Warblers. You're throwing yourself in all the way, and we really feel that we stand a chance this year at going to Regionals, maybe even Nationals."

"Well, then if everything is so great, what is your problem?" Blaine spat out, folding his arms around his chest.

"We are just worried about you. It's Kurt."

"What's wrong with Kurt?" Blaine snapped defensively.

"We are just concerned with how much time you are spending with him. We understand you have to see him for group, but you are always with him. Always on the phone with him. Every conversation, whether it's in practice, during classes, lunch, even free time you talk about him. We just think maybe you have become slightly obsessed with the guy."

"He's my support buddy. I thought you all understood that. I need to talk to him, it's part of the programme with him. Maybe I do enjoy spending time with Kurt. Maybe I do talk about him all the time, that's because he has helped me so much, he's my friend." Blaine explained, his voice becoming mad and annoyed at having to defend his friendship.

"Are you sure that's everything though? Maybe feelings have developed?" Wes said from his spot behind Blaine.

Blaine turned around quickly to look directly at Wes. "I'm sure that Kurt is my friend. I have a connection with Kurt, that none of you can understand because he's in the exact same boat as me. None of you have been in the darkest place of your life, that you wanted it all to end. Kurt has, and he has helped me to get out of that dark place. He is amazing, he is the kindest and most gentle soul I have ever meet. He helped me, and I think I help him."

"Oh he's just an amazing friend?" Wes spat back. "What about the rest of us? We were here, we helped as well. You're forgetting David dropped everything to be your roommate so you wouldn't;t be on your own. We did everything we could to help you."

"And I appreciate it, but none one can replace Kurt. He saved me."

"What happens though when all the sessions are over? What will Kurt be then? What happens if Kurt decides he doesn't want to be friends anymore?" Wes said, anger fuming.

Blaine burst from his seat and went straight up to Wes looking directly in the face. "Kurt would never do that. When we graduate, we are leaving Ohio. Kurt is going to New York, and I'm going too."

"Sounds like a boyfriend to me." Wes states.

Blaine raises his hand to slap Wes across the face, but two other boys grab Blaine, putting distance between the two of them. "Kurt is not my boyfriend. He is my friend, he is the one to save me." Blaine screams.

"Will you just admit your feelings? You care for Kurt, and yes he was your support buddy, but those feelings have grown. I'm not saying it's a bad thing. I'm saying you need to tell him. You need to tell him how you really feel. You need to admit it to yourself. You're in love with Kurt." Wes looks directly at Blaine, with a firm and authoritative voice.

Blaine storms out of the other boys' holds and heads for the door slamming it behind him, racing towards his room. He goes straight for his bed, grabbing his journal as he groans. He starts to scribble down everything that he thinks about Wes and the Warblers, and his annoyance at them. How could they say such things? Did they seriously think that he was always talking about Kurt? Yes, he had become a part of his life, and he was extremely important in helping him get to a good place. He needed him to be able to think clearly, he needed Kurt to show him that everything was going to be okay. He wrote everything down, before closing the book, and slamming it beside him on the bed.

He thought long and hard about what was really frustrating him, he had a right to be annoyed at Wes, he had over stepped the line, but he never got this cross. He never got this angry, even at people as annoying as Wes. Why was this so different? He was going to prove to everyone that he didn't have feelings for Kurt. He would prove that Kurt had just been the one to help him out from his dark place. He grabbed his journal and opened it, starting at the very beginning. He continued to read through until he came to a line. It had been from their very first coffee session.

Kurt told me I had to be true to myself.

Blaine wasn't sure what or why but he decided to highlight each time Kurt was mentioned in the journal. It started of he would only be noted during their sessions, each time highlighting anything about Kurt. Blaine had never noticed how much he had written until then, as he flicked page through page, highlighting. It wasn't long before it wasn't just a word or a sentence that he was highlighting but paragraphs, to nearly the whole page. The fluorescent yellow covered the last pages of his journal. Reading back over his own words, he could understand why people were concerned about how much he talked about Kurt. Everything about each day resolved around Kurt. What Kurt was doing, what he had said, when they were meeting again. Every aspect. It talked about the coffee dates, the times they had spent watching movies, their duet, every part of their lives was in this little book.

Reading over and over again, it was easy to know what was happening, how had he not seen it before. How had he not noticed what had happened? The book was a symbol of what was happening in his life. On bad days there was no mention of Kurt. When he started to feel best there was more mention of Kurt. Kurt was the light of his life. As the striking bright yellow compared to the ordinary black ink of his writing, he could finally see it.

Later that evening as David returned to their room after dinner, he looked over at Blaine's bed, watching the young boy he could see that he had a lot on his mind. He just stared into his journal. He was about to head to the bathroom before Blaine stopped him with his words.

"I'm in love with Kurt Hummel."

...

Kurt was in one of his weekly sessions with Ms Pillsbury, he was unsure why he had to go to so many sessions with her. He felt like he was always talking to people, whether it was in the support group or right now in their counselling sessions, but only one person could ever make anything better. Blaine Anderson. He had been the friend that he always needed, the friend that understood his struggle. The struggle of trying to be yourself and being proud of that person, even when other people were wanting you to hid that part of you.

He understood what it was like to always wanting to please others, to make other people like you even though the thing they wanted you to change could never happen. The desire for people to understand that this wasn't strange, this wasn't something that you had control over. For people to realise that you were still the same person underneath, even though you liked people of the same gender.

Blaine understood what the names were like, how people thought you were trying to be a girl, or trying to get attention. He also understood what it was like to try and end everything because people didn't accept you. What it was like to come back from that place and to hold your head high, and to not care what other people think of them. They had bigger plans, they were going to prove to everyone that even though they were bullied and pushed down that they were able to get back up and prove to people that they were stronger.

Ms Pillsbury always asked questions about the program. She had been getting weekly updates from the Cassie. Checking to see how things were going with his journaling and aspects of school. She always listened, but not like Blaine, she always seemed to have something to say after each moment. Even though she thought she was helping, sometimes he just wanted to talk and for no answer to come, because at times that was just the way the world worked.

"So you're group buddy? Blaine Anderson, he visited the school a couple of weeks ago. How did you feel that went?" Ms Pillsbury pulled Kurt back into the room.

"We got on really well, I enjoyed having him at school with me. I think it just showed me how much of a friend he is. We talk about everything. He has been such a great help through all of us. We talk all the time. We take it in turns spending the weekend together. I was at Dalton last weekend, and we were able to go swimming with some of his friends in Dalton's pool."

"That's amazing Kurt, I'm glad you were able to get a friend out of this. Cassie and I are so glad that you have been able to bond well with Blaine."

"He truly has been the best, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have been able to do it. We text each other all the time. He's so brave, he makes me want to brave and to have courage." Kurt says with enthusiasm.

"Have you bonded with anyone else in the support group?"

"Blaine and I just stick to ourselves. We have started to get our own coffees and just meet for the discussion part."

"Have you ever thought about getting to know some of the other group members? I'm sure they would be just as friendly as Blaine." Ms Pillsbury asked, slightly concerned.

"No, we just stick to ourselves."

"And have you spent much time with your friends from school? What about the Glee club? Mr Schue said you weren't able to make it to Rachel's party."

"I didn't really want to go, Blaine was coming over and we had the whole weekend planned out."

"Have you ever thought maybe it would be good to spend time with some of your other friends?" Ms Pillsbury questioned.

"I see them in school and all I just feel so much better with Blaine. He understands everything I'm going through and we just have such a connection. It's like he understands what is going on in my mind, even before I understand."

"Do you ever think you put too much on Blaine?"

"We're just very good friends." Kurt responded, unsure of where this question was going.

"Kurt, I think it would be good if you put some distance between both of you. Maybe spend some of the time you have with him with your other friends? You can't become reliant on Blaine, you need to surround yourself with your close friends. I know Blaine has been a great help, but you need to understand sometimes it's good to see the other people who mean a lot to you."

"Are you saying to stop meeting Blaine? But he's by support buddy." Kurt said alarmed at the thought of not seeing Blaine.

"I just think it would be good if you aren't always following Blaine around. it would be good for him to. You can't just cover all the hurt with your friendship with Blaine. It's not far on either of you, and it can only mean more hardship for the two of you."

"But...Ms Pillsbury." Kurt tried to reason.

"It's decided Kurt. I'll talk to your father and Cassie, and explain everything. I'm sure you can go back to the group, or maybe I can find you another group to join. It would be best for the both of you."

"No." Kurt exclaimed, "I don't want to stop seeing Blaine, he means the world to me. He was the one to help me through all of this. It wasn't the medicine or the doctors, or even the sessions it was having a friend like Blaine."

"Kurt, this is what would be best for everyone. For you and for Blaine."

Kurt was so annoyed, that he left abruptly from the room, and headed straight for his car, fresh tears rolling down his face. He didn't want to lose Blaine, his friend. The one who had saved him.