Kurt knew that Blaine wouldn't get there until late afternoon but that didn't stop him from waking up at a ridiculously early time and taking hours to make himself look perfect. When he though about it they hadn't really been away from each other for that long but that didn't mean it didn't feel like a life time. He sighed looking at himself in Blaine's mirror which was tiny compared to his own. He was happy with his outfit; he sat on Blaine's bed which he had slept in before, breathing in the scent of Blaine and wondering when would be a suitable time to start texting Blaine. He got to his feet and decided to do something today. He was back and he was going to spend the day with his friends. He logged into Blaine's laptop and put up facebook. He clicked on the home button and saw the sort of post he was looking for:

Puck Pukerman is meeting the rest of the glee club in breadstixs l8er for some fun!

Rachel Berry and 11 other people like this.

Kurt scrolled the chat, Rachel was online, trust her to be up this early. He bit his lip as he clicked on her name and opened up the chat window:

Kurt Hummel: Heyya Rachel.

Rachel Berry: Kurt! How are you?

Kurt Hummel: Good thanks, look I saw you and the guys are going to hang out at breadsticks tonight.

Rachel Berry: Yep that's right.

Kurt Hummel: Can I come?

Rachel Berry: I thought you were in Scotland.

Kurt Hummel: Nope, I'm at Blaine's house right now.

Rachel Berry: You guys too busy making out to tell me you're visiting?

Kurt Hummel: Nope, Blaine isn't here he is in Scotland.

Rachel Berry: What?

Kurt Hummel: Long story, but can I come?

Rachel Berry: sure meet us there at 11:30.

Kurt Hummel: Thanks.

Rachel Berry: So you gonna tell me why you and Blaine have swapped places?

Kurt Hummel: well, he was going to surprise me and visit, but I had the same idea so I'm here and he's there.

Rachel Berry: Aww Kurt that's cute.

Kurt Hummel: yeah I guess. Look I'm gonna go.

Rachel Berry: Okay I'll meet you later.

Kurt Hummel: Bye

Kurt Hummel is offline.

Kurt grinned; he couldn't wait to se all his friends. He had missed them, especially Mercedes who was his best friend…well before Blaine, but his best girlfriend. He'd miss Glee club, and he hadn't really realised that much until now. He missed fighting Rachel for solos, he missed trying to copy Mikes moves, he missed Mercedes belting out the last note of a song which could make you're heat beat faster. He missed Mr. Shue coming up with ridiculous tasks for us to do. When he was here, New directions were sort of a second family. He sighed when he realised he would have to go back to Scotland and leave them all behind again! He got out his mobile and text his Dad,

Hey Dad,

I've been thinking and I don't think I can leave here again. I love it too much! Can we talk about it later?

Love Kurt

X

He couldn't leave, not again. He glanced at the clock, three more hours until he could see his friends again. But was he really going to stay coped up until then? Maybe time would go quicker if he was out somewhere. Blaine parents were still asleep so he very quietly snuck down the stairs and put on his designer boots and then he scribbled a note to make sure Blaine's parents didn't freak out if he wasn't back before they got up.

He walked out of the door and down the front steps. He had no idea when he was going but he kept walking until he realised he was heading towards his McKinley. He walked through the front gate surprised that is wasn't locked and tried to gently open the front entrance which was also open. He walked into the music room to see Mr Shue sitting at his desk with paper stacked high.

"Kurt!" he said looking up and smiling at the boy.

"Hey Mr Shue," Kurt said, "Am I interrupting?" he asked raising an eyebrow at the amount of work.

"No, that's fine. It's great to see you, how are you?" Mr Shue said standing up to from his desk.

"I'm fine, how are new directions holding up without me?" Kurt asked smirking at the choir room.

"Well…not that good. I don't think any of them can believe you're gone." Mr Shue said leaning back against his desk.

"Really? They…miss me?" Kurt asked not believing what he was hearing.

"Yep, I don' think they realised how much they liked you Kurt. You're a really good guy. We all miss you," Mr Shue said.

Kurt blinked a few times, "I hate leaving you guys," he sighed.

"We understand Kurt, it's not you're fault, and isn't a good thing that you're Dad got that promotion?" Mr Shue asked.

"I don't know, he seems sort of…stressed lately. T be honest I'm sort of worried about him," Kurt confessed.

"Well, maybe you should talk to him about it," Mr Shue suggested.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "He'd just tell to stop being such a worry pot." He laughed, "you're worse then you're mother was" he said doing a pretty good imitation of his Dad.

Mr Shue laughed, "We've really missed you. So what happened to you and Blaine? What are you doing here?"

"Were trying long distance but I think it's killing both of us," Kurt sighed.

"You guys are adorable by the way," Mr Shue said smiling widely.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Oh I know. But thanks anyway."

"Been told that a lot then I guess?" Mr Shue grinned.

"If I had a dollar for every time someone said that. I'd be a billionaire living on come Dessert Island." Kurt laughed.

"With Blaine?" Mr Shue laughed.

"Defiantly with Blaine," Kurt smiled.

"So what are you doing here?" Mr Shue asked going back to his pervious question.

"I don't know, I just let my legs take me and here I am," Kurt shrugged.

"No I mean here. As in not in Scotland." Mr Shue said.

"Oh, well…an attempt of romance gone wrong," Kurt smiled laughing a little.

"Really, where's Blaine then?"

"In Scotland, I was going to surprise visit him, but he had the same idea," Kurt explained.

"Aw that's cute," Mr Shue laughed.

"Maybe, but that doesn't make it any less annoying," Kurt sighed.

They were silent for a moment before Kurt said, "You should probably get back to that," he pointed at the files on the desk.

Mr Shue groaned, "Yeah I know, look it was great to see you."

"You too," Kurt said as he walked out of the choir room door and down the corridor heading towards the entrance. He jumped down the last few steps and turned to head out of the gate but froze when he saw Dave Karofsky hanging around outside.

Kurt bit his lip not sure what to do when he deicide to just walk past him and hope for the best.

"Oi, I thought you had finally left," Karofsky called as he walked past.

Kurt winced, and ignored him continued to walk past.

"Are you ignoring me?" Karofsky called following Kurt.

"No Dave, I have left. I'm just visiting." Kurt said as he walked around the corner. Dave still followed.

Dave laughed, "No ones called me Dave in years, just Karofsky."

"Really? Even you're parents?" Kurt asked he curiosity getting the better of him as he turned around to face Dave.

"No they call me something much worse," Dave said, Kurt then realised he was unsteady on his feet and his voice was slurred. He was drunk.

"What's that?" Kurt asked.

Dave snorted almost falling as he took a step forward Kurt caught him and steady him. Dave blinked a couple times before saying, "Davey, they call me Davey."

Kurt laughed raising an eyebrow at the drunken boy, "How pissed are you?" he laughed.

"Very," he Dave laughed again.

"Want me to get you home?" Kurt asked.

"Yes please," Dave grunted leaning heavily on Kurt.

Kurt wrinkled his nose at the smell of alcohol on Dave's breath as he breathed heavily, "Come on" he said dragging Dave home…