Title: Unwritten

Category: Glee

Pairing: Kurt/Blaine

Genre: Romance & Hurt/Comfort

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, any of the characters or references made to the show. I also don't own any of the name brands/stores that are mentioned in this chapter.

WARNING: Violence, gay-bashing, homophobic slurs, you've been warned

Note: Sorry if you're getting this twice I just had a few small continuity errors that I had to fix.

A/N: Hey guys! Check it out! Another chapter and it's only been two days and I'm posting again. Thank you for your reviews on the last chapter, they mean so much to me. So, I'm pretty sure y'all are going to hate me for the end of this chapter but I hope y'all enjoy anyway. Happy reading!

When Kurt reached his room, he felt his phone vibrate with a text from Blaine. He opened it smiling. "Hey Kurt, I just wanted to tell you how much fun I had tonight with you. Thanks for coming with us. And I was wondering if you wanted to go get coffee tomorrow? B x"

Kurt felt slightly nervous, and slightly giddy when he saw the 'x' at the end of Blaine's text. Maybe, he thought, Blaine is as affected by me as much as I am by him. But the thought had barely even entered his mind when he immediately chastised himself for it. He knew for a fact that Blaine was his friend and that's all he was ever going to be.

Kurt texted back regardless, he had been missing his coffee fix anyway, and he really did like spending time with Blaine. "Sure, should we meet there to avoid suspicion? K x" Kurt decided to put the 'x', to show Blaine that his hadn't gone unnoticed.

Blaine's reply was almost instant. "Ok, there's a Starbucks two blocks from your hotel. We can meet there around 10am tomorrow? B x"

"Sounds good. See you tomorrow :) K x"

Kurt dropped his phone on the bed and flopped down next to it. He hadn't felt this happy in quite a while and he knew that Blaine had a lot to do with it. He quickly changed into his silky green pyjamas and fell asleep, with dreams of the following day dancing around in his head.

When Kurt woke up, he initially didn't really want to get out of bed, but when he checked the clock beside his bed and noticed it was already 8:30, he decided that he should probably get up so that he would be looking his absolute best for seeing Blaine that morning.

Kurt decided on a pair of red skinny jeans, a white polo with a red tie under a red and blue striped vest with stars on it and a red fedora. When he was finished dressing he looked at himself in the mirror and had to smile, he looked good. He sincerely hoped that Blaine would be impressed.

At 9:45 Kurt exited the hotel and headed towards the Starbucks that he had seen a couple of times heading to and from his interviews. It didn't take him long to get there and he quickly spotted Blaine amongst the other patrons. He had to laugh at Blaine's disguise this time, a pair of bright pink sunglasses, a pink bowtie, black and white striped shirt and suspenders. Kurt found it actually quite cute.

Blaine's face lit up when he saw Kurt and Kurt beamed back at him, laughter dancing in his eyes. "Cute," he said as he sat down at the table Blaine was at.

Blaine blushed. "Why thank you, you're too kind," he said in an exaggeratedly modest tone.

Kurt laughed. "Have you ordered a coffee yet?"

"No, I was waiting for you, I didn't want it to get cold if you got held up or something. Grande non-fat mocha, right?"

"You remembered? Yes please."

Kurt made to stand up from his chair but Blaine waved him off. "Stay here, I'll get them," he said.

Kurt was about to protest but Blaine had already walked off to the counter. Kurt just smiled to himself, Blaine was so perfect.

When Blaine came back to the table a few minutes later with two steaming hot coffees, Kurt gave him a smile and reached for his coffee. As soon as he took a sip he sighed in contentment and Blaine laughed. "You sound like you've been deprived."

Kurt laughed too. "Yeah, I can't go for more than a week without coffee and it's been almost that long."

"So what are you up to this afternoon?" Blaine asked curiously.

"I've got an interview with Lauren Zizes for some celebrity gossip magazine at 2 and then I'm free for the rest of the day," Kurt answered.

"Oh! I know the one.Insight, or something like that, right?" Blaine questioned.

"Yeah, I believe that's it."

"Cool, that should be fun." Blaine rolled his eyes to show his dislike for gossip.

Kurt smiled warmly at him. "It's supposed to be a piece about out celebrities or something like that. I'm not the only one in it, there's some actor named Sebastian and few other people, I don't really remember who."

"That should be interesting. I'll have to check it out when it comes out."

Kurt took another sip of his coffee and Blaine just looked at him. The way Blaine was staring at him made his insides warm up, and not from the coffee, and he blushed slightly.

"What's your favourite musical, Kurt?" Blaine asked suddenly.

Kurt was a little surprised by the random question but he happily replied. "Well, I love Rent and West Side Story, but I'd have to say that Wicked is my favourite. I have always wanted to go to New York to see it on Broadway but I've never gotten the chance."

"So have I," Blaine replied. "Back in high school my dream was to get on Broadway, and I tried but it didn't really work out. That's why I came here and Wes helped me out a bit, and got me to where I am now."

"Wow," Kurt replied. "What's your favourite food?"

Now it was Blaine's turn to be surprised but then he just smiled and decided that this would be the best way for the two to get to know each other. "Pizza, and pasta. You?"

"Well, I really like sushi, and salad," Kurt said.

"Oh, healthy food. Ok, what's your favourite movie?"

"The Notebook, definitely."

Blaine chuckled at Kurt's answers, he loved that he was getting to know more and more about Kurt and that the boy seemed pretty open about answering.

"What about you?" Kurt asked.

"Harry Potter! All eight of them. They're just so amazing!"

Kurt grinned at Blaine's childlike enthusiasm. "Oh, I've never seen them. But my step-brother said they're good."

"Kurt! How could you have not watched Harry Potter? It's like, epic!"

Kurt flinched a little at Blaine's outburst, but still found his enthusiasm endearing.

"I am so having you over to the apartment sometime to watch them," Blaine added.

Kurt felt his stomach clench at the idea of going over to Blaine's apartment but suppressed the memories that were pushing against his carefully built up wall, there was no need for them right now.

"We'll see," he said softly.

Blaine looked at him with concern before beginning to ramble on again about how amazing Harry Potter was. Kurt contented himself just watching Blaine talk and the joy that lit up his entire face when he talked about something he was passionate about.

It wasn't long after that that Kurt and Blaine finished their coffees and stood up to leave. They agreed to text later and hopefully get coffee again the next morning. Then they parted ways so that Kurt could go get ready to head to his interview with Lauren.

The rest of the week passed quickly with Kurt meeting up with Blaine for coffee in the mornings before going off to an interview, or public appearance of some kind, and then texting with Blaine until he fell asleep. By Wednesday night, Kurt was exhausted but he figured that it would be a good time to call his father.

Burt picked up on the first ring. "Hey kiddo! Long time, no talk," Burt said in his gruff tone.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that dad. Blaine and I have been hanging out a lot lately and I've just been so exhausted when I get back to the hotel each night that it takes all my energy to just put my pj's on. I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's not a problem. I just like to know that my son is doing ok and that you're having a good time. I'm glad you're making friends, Kurt."

"I am too, and it's so amazing, and Blaine and his friends are all so kind to me. I told you we're going to Disney next week and Blaine and I have gone out for coffee every morning this week. I really like him dad," Kurt admitted.

"Well, as long as you promise me that you're sure these people aren't like those boys in your high school, and that you're being safe, I'm very happy for you bud."

"Thanks, dad. I love you."

"I love you too, kiddo," Burt replied. "So tomorrow's the big day, your book's coming out. Are you nervous?"

"Kind of," Kurt said. "But I'm really excited for my fans to read it, and hopefully I'll be able to get some first-hand feedback from some people that can help me with my future writing."

"I want you to know how proud I am of you Kurt. I've been so worried about you the last few years and hearing you right now, I can tell you're finally happy, and it makes me happy."

"I'm sorry I made you worry dad, but I promise that now I'm very happy. Tomorrow I have three book signings in different bookstores in LA, so I'm going to be very tired tomorrow night. I promise I'll call you though to let you know how it went."

"Sounds good, kid. I'll be looking forward to hearing from you."

"Good night dad, I love you."

"Night Kurt, love you too."

After hanging up the phone, Kurt quickly texted Blaine to remind him that his first book signing was at Barnes and Noble at 9 so he wouldn't be able to meet him for coffee and that he hoped Blaine had a wonderful day and he'd talk to him soon.

After receiving a reply from Blaine telling him not to worry and that he'd be thinking about him, Kurt kicked off his shoes and changed into his pyjamas to prepare for bed. After getting under the covers, he was asleep within seconds.

The following morning, Kurt was feeling jittery. He had never been this nervous for a book release before, but that was before his fans had known who he was and he wasn't too worried about getting criticisms from people because they wouldn't be saying it to his face. Now, though, people could go up to him and tell him whatever they wanted and he would have to handle it professionally.

Kurt was also very excited that the book signings were going to allow him to meet a lot of his fans, and he looked forward to talking to his readers about the books and get their feedback.

Kurt quickly dressed in black skinny jeans, a grey button up shirt, a gold bowtie and a black cardigan and decided that he looked marvellous (in a humble kind of way) before picking up his satchel and exiting the hotel room.

As he manoeuvred through the lobby many people walked up to him to tell him how excited they were to read his new book and wished him luck with it going on sale that day. It warmed Kurt's heart that so many strangers had such kind words to say to him about something he truly cared about and he felt a huge smile light up his face that he was sure would be there all day.

There was a limo waiting outside for Kurt to bring him to Barnes and Noble which was a fair distance away from the hotel. On the way to the bookstore Kurt received a text and his grin widened when he saw that it was Blaine texting him. "Hey! I just wanted to wish you the best of luck with the release of your new book. I ,for one, cannot wait to read it! :D B x"

Kurt quickly typed a reply. "I hope it meets your expectations. I would love your feedback when you get around to reading it. K x"

"Definitely. Have a great day Kurt, I'll talk to you soon. B x"

Kurt put his phone back in his pocket and smiled; this was going to be fun.

It didn't take long for the limo to reach the huge bookstore and Kurt was pulled in through a side door so as not to be bombarded by the mob of people lined up at the door to the store. Kurt was shocked to see the amount of people there early to line up and wait for his book. He was still having trouble getting his head wrapped around the fact that people actually wanted to meet him and that they actually enjoyed his books.

There was a table set up for him at the back of the store, right near a large display of his books. Before the store opened, Kurt picked up one of the copies of the book and admired its sleek, cover and his name written across the bottom in large block lettering. He always loved the feeling of holding the finished product in his hand and knowing that he had created it.

Kurt sat in the chair waiting for the store to open and picked up a pen off the table. There was also a cash register set up on the table for one of the workers to check out the customers when they came to buy a book and get it signed by Kurt.

Soon after Kurt had gotten settled, the doors to the store were opened and hundreds of people hurried to line up in a semi-orderly fashion in front of the table Kurt was sitting at. As they came up to the table, they would be handed a book, which Kurt would sign and then the worker sitting next to him would check the person out.

Kurt realized he wouldn't have much time to really talk to anyone if he wanted to get through all the people in line, but it never ceased to warm his heart when someone he was signing a book for would say, "I love your books, they're so well written," or "You're books make me look at things in a new perspective, thanks for writing them," and the most popular comment, "This looks great. I can't wait to read it."

After about 20 people, Kurt looked up at the long line still waiting and sighed. He wished he would have had time to stop at Starbucks that morning and get a coffee because he was already feeling very tired.

Looking at the next person in line, Kurt thought he recognized him. There was something about the person's glasses, or maybe it was the hat and suspenders but Kurt suddenly realized who it was and a brilliant smile lit up his face.

"Hey!" he exclaimed happily as Blaine sidled up to the table, coffee in hand.

"Hey Kurt, do you like my disguise today?" Blaine asked.

"Very cute," Kurt replied, blushing slightly .

"I brought you a coffee because I figured you would be tired, I find autograph sessions very tiring."

"You are a lifesaver, Blaine, thank you," Kurt said, happily taking the coffee from Blaine's hands.

"Now Mr. Hummel, I am your biggest fan and I would LOVE if you could sign your new book for me because I just can't wait to read it!" Blaine exclaimed in a mock-fangirl squeal.

Kurt laughed at his puppy-like enthusiasm. "This one is a gift from me to you, Blaine. Take it as a thank you for everything you've done for me."

Blaine blushed slightly. "I love having you as a friend, Kurt, it's been no problem whatsoever. I don't have to be at the recording studio until later today, so I'm going to see how big of a dent I can make in this book before I have to leave."

"Sounds good, I'll see you later, Blaine. And I'll text you when I'm done."

Blaine waved at Kurt as he walked across the store with his new book, the hopeful and excited glint in his eye that only meant he was about to start reading a new book, and Kurt went back to signing autographs for his waiting fans and posing for some pictures. Kurt didn't find the autograph session to be so bad anymore, now that he knew that Blaine was thinking of him and he finished up the two-hour session occasionally taking sips from his coffee and attempting to make as many fans happy as possible.

After the book signing, Kurt grabbed himself a sandwich from the café inside the Barnes and Noble store before getting back in the limo to head to Skylight Books for his second book signing of the day which started at 12:30. He had enough time to eat his sandwich and get settled before he had to sign more books.

This book signing was only an hour long, as opposed to the two hours he was at Barnes and Noble, but in that one hour he saw so many people who were so kind to him, and he was starting to realize why doing the book tour had been such a good idea.

After Skylight Books, Kurt went to Book Soup to sign books there as well. This time he had another half hour after the end of the previous signing before he started up again at 2.

By the time he was finished signing everyone's books an hour later, Kurt was exhausted. He was sure he must have signed close to 700 books and his hand was really sore. He realized though that he had really enjoyed himself, and enjoyed meeting a bunch of people who enjoyed his books. It made him feel very good as a writer to know that his writing affected so many different people.

When he was exiting the store, Kurt's phone buzzed and he could feel himself smile, prepared to see Blaine's grinning face lighting up the screen. "Hey," he said into the phone after hitting talk. "Long time no talk."

Blaine's infectious laughter carried down the line, causing the grin on Kurt's face to widen. "We talked this morning, silly," he replied. "But, I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight. Wes is gone on some business trip until Saturday, and Max is at the groomer's so we would have the whole place to ourselves. Maybe we could watch those Harry Potter movies that you said you haven't seen yet."

Kurt flinched at the thought. Sure Blaine seemed different than those awful kids back in high school that had said the same thing to him, only to beat him to within an inch of his life and leave him in that abandoned apartment to die. Kurt shook his head, not wanting to think about it now, but he knew that he couldn't go over to Blaine's apartment without having a panic attack. He knew that he needed to tell Blaine that he couldn't come over and maybe they should just stick to going to a movie theatre and out for dinner, but of course Kurt's mouth would not cooperate with him.

"Sure Blaine, that sounds great. When do you want me to come over?" Kurt's mouth said instead, ignoring his brain altogether.

Kurt winced at the excited tone that Blaine's voice took on, and the happy, innocence it portrayed in his mind. "Umm, I have to be at the recording studio in about 20 minutes, so how about 8 o'clock?"

Kurt realized that he couldn't use the excuse that he was too busy because Blaine already knew that he didn't have anything planned until after the trip to Disney. "Sounds great! I'll be there," Kurt replied.

"Oh! And by the way, your new book is amazing!" Blaine added happily.

Kurt smiled. "Thanks, Blaine. I'll see you later. Have fun recording."

"Bye, Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed.

Checking his watch, Kurt saw it was 3 o'clock and decided to head back to his hotel to pack himself a bag for that night with Blaine.

As he rode back to the hotel, Kurt thought about what he was getting himself into. He finally let the memories unleash in his mind as they threatened to swallow him whole if he suppressed them much longer...

"Hey Kurt!" Dave Karofsky called down the hall, a smile lighting up the young brunet's face as he saw his friend coming towards him. "The guys and I were planning on coming back to my house to play video games tonight after the game. My parents won't be home so we'll have the place all to ourselves, if you're interested. Let me know, bud."

Kurt smiled; glad that Karofsky and his friends had invited him to join their little party. He wasn't sure how well his coming out was going to go over with the guys on the football team, but they all seemed pretty cool about it, going out of their way to befriend him. Despite being a sophomore, Kurt felt quite mature for his age and was glad that the older boys seemed to notice him and want to be his friend.

"That sounds great," Kurt replied, without even thinking about asking his father. He knew his dad wouldn't say no, though; he would be glad that these boys were being so nice to him.

"Cool, here let me write down my address." Karofsky grabbed one of Kurt's notebooks off his pile of schoolbooks and tore a page out, writing down a series of numbers and letters. "Be here, 8 o'clock."

"Thanks," Kurt replied, gripping the paper tightly. "See you tonight."

Karofsky took off down the hall and Kurt turned back towards his locker to finish putting his books away, doing so Kurt missed the high five that Karofsky and Azimio exchanged.

Later that night, Kurt drove to the address on the paper Karofsky had given him. He hadn't bothered telling his father exactly where he was going for some reason, instead saying that he was sleeping over at Rachel's house. He was surprised at the apartment complex that he arrived at because they were in a run down and mostly abandoned part of Lima. Kurt wasn't even aware that anyone still lived here.

Kurt ignored his reservations and got out of his car. He checked the paper and headed towards apartment 145. He could hear movement on the other side and felt better knowing that Karofsky and some of the guys were already there. He knocked quickly on the door, wanting to get off the abandoned street as quick as possible.

Karofsky opened the door to Kurt with a wide grin and beckoned him inside. Kurt followed him in and noticed that every football player except for Finn was there. He was surprised that so many guys fit into the small apartment, but was even more surprised when he didn't see anything to indicate that there were any video games being played in the small apartment.

As Kurt registered his surroundings, he started to get really confused. Aside from the group of guys standing in front of him, there was no indication anywhere in the apartment that someone actually lived there. Kurt's eyes finally rested on Karofsky and Azimio standing in front of the group cracking their knuckles and his blood ran cold.

"Did you REALLY think that we wanted to hang out with you, fairy?" Karofsky snarled, receiving sounds of agreement from the surrounding males.

Before Kurt could figure out what was happening he felt a blow to his side and all of the wind was knocked from his lungs. "There's no room in this world for people like you!" Azimio yelled as he punched Kurt in the face causing him to collapse on the floor.

The other football players converged around Kurt who was whimpering on the floor, curling up in a ball. They all laughed at the little "girl" and started kicking him in the back and side. A couple guys knelt down and punched him continuously in the head and stomach while another carelessly stepped down on his leg letting out a satisfied sound at the loud crunch he heard.

As the assault continued, Kurt felt himself falling out of consciousness and wishing he had told his father where he was going; wishing he had told him he loved him more and that he knew he was the best dad any kid could ask for. He knew this was the end, and he wished he had gotten the chance to make his father proud of him.

The football players finally started backing off, when Kurt's response became less and less. They all took a turn spitting on him as they walked out the door of the abandoned apartment and since Karofsky was the last to leave, he took one last look at the boy laying broken on the ground and said, "Sweet dreams, Princess," before swinging his foot back and booting Kurt in the back of the head. With that, Kurt dropped off into blackness.

Kurt still wasn't sure exactly how his father found him that night. Apparently it started with Rachel calling his house with a homework question, which allowed his father to realize he wasn't there and then going on a search all night, with the help from Finn, to find where Kurt might have been. When they passed the apartment complex, Burt recognized Kurt's car in the lot and stopped. They noticed one door slightly ajar and decided to check in there.

Burt had nearly fainted at the sight that met him when he opened the door, and he had been sure that his son was dead. Kurt had remained in hospital for a month and a half after the incident due to a brain and spine injury he had received during the attack. McKinley didn't have a football team that year because every single player was either suspended or expelled, the exception being Finn.

As Kurt sat down in his hotel room in LA, thinking about being invited over to Blaine's, he knew he couldn't go. He could feel a panic attack coming on just from thinking about going and he realized that he was not ready to take this step with Blaine. He knew that he trusted Blaine; the man had taken him on quite a few coffee dates and invited him to Disneyland, for crying out loud, but he just could not get past the roadblock in his mind that said that this was a bad idea.

Kurt felt the tears well up in his eyes and didn't bother blinking them away; he just let them fall like he hadn't cried in many years. He felt bad about not telling Blaine about his past, but he just could not trust anyone outside of his family enough to let them know that part of his past and how badly the bullying had scarred him.

When eight o'clock rolled around that night, Blaine was very excited for Kurt coming over. He had showered and prepared a delicious homemade meal for him and Kurt to enjoy. He had also decided that he was going to ask Kurt to be his boyfriend tonight.

As eight turned into eight thirty and there was still no sign of Kurt, Blaine didn't think much of it, knowing that the young brunet might have been held up somewhere. But as eight thirty turned into nine and then nine thirty Blaine began to panic. He tried calling Kurt but there was no answer.

Blaine decided to go to Kurt's hotel to see if Kurt was ok, and if he needed a ride to Blaine's apartment. He jumped in his car, not too worried yet, but verging on it. He made sure to obey all traffic laws as he quickly made his way across town to Kurt's hotel.

In his haste, Blaine had forgotten to grab his sunglasses and hat, so as soon as he stepped out of his car, a group of girls ran up to him asking for his autograph and despite his distracted state, Blaine complied and even smiled for a couple pictures with them. When they happily walked away, gushing about him, Blaine hurried into the hotel.

Blaine realized that he wasn't sure which room Kurt was in and it was a large hotel so he decided to ask at the front desk. As he approached the desk, Blaine wondered how he was going to get them to let him have Kurt's room number, knowing from experience that hotels, especially for celebrities, do not give out that information.

As he approached the front desk with a smile on his face, Blaine quickly ran through his options. He ended up deciding to just ask. "Hi," he said to the girl at the desk. "I'm Blaine Anderson, and I was wondering if you could tell me which room Kurt Hummel is staying in."

The girl smiled at Blaine. "I know who you are Mr. Anderson, you're pretty famous. And normally I can't give information about our guests out, but since he seemed to know you, I guess it will be ok." Blaine tried to understand what the girl was saying as she rambled on. "So, I can tell you that Mr. Hummel checked out a couple hours ago."

WHAT! Blaine's brain screamed at him. Where was he going?

"But," the girl continued. "He left this note for you, asked me to give it to you if you showed up. I guess you guys know each other then."

The girl handed over a small piece of paper, much like the one Blaine had left his first note on and Blaine grabbed it with shaking hands. He walked over to one of the soft couches on the other side of the lobby and unfolded the paper. The four words written upon it ripped Blaine's heart to shreds.

"I'm sorry, I can't."

A/N: Reviews? I hope this explains Kurt's behaviour a bit for you, why he has so much trouble trusting people and why his trust fluctuates. It only takes certain situations to bring back those memories so sometimes he is fine, sometimes not so much. Anyway, as many reviews as possible would be greatly appreciated because I haven't really decided what's going to happen next. I'm going away for a week, and then I have exams two weeks after that, and then two weeks after that I'm going to Switzerland for two and a half months and I'm not really sure when I'll get the next chapter up, but if you guys review and give me some ideas, I'll try and get one up before exams. Thank you so much for reading, I don't think I thank you guys enough. I hope I did this justice. Also, Happy New Year! And I'll talk to you guys soon. Thanks for all the support. :) Please review, alert, favourite, whatever you want so I can know people are still reading. :) Next chapter will most likely be completely from Blaine's perspective.