A/N: HEEEEYYYY GUYYYS! Omg, this chapter is amazing. It's going to answer all the questions you have on what's going on with crazy Blaine. I really hope you like the chapter and if you have any ideas for upcoming chapters, feel free to tell me. All reviews are accepted. And on all the fanfics I read, they all have disclaimers. Do I have to have a disclaimer on mine because I kinda feel bad for never putting one... OH WHALE! Enjoy the chapter! BTW/ Abuse happens in this chapter. If that's a trigger, stop reading but I encourage you to keep reading! :) It's not that bad. Also, there's fluff so ya. Also, Blaine sings the song, Count on Me by Bruno Mars. If you haven't noticed already, I love Bruno Mars. Also, this chapter is sooooooo sweet like omfg. Okay i'll finally let you read :)

It's been a few days since sectionals.

A few days since Blaine sang that song to me. All day and night, I've been wondering what it meant. I was afraid to ask anyone what's been up with him because maybe they'd think lower of me than they already do. It hasn't helped that Blaine hasn't answered 26 of my text messages.

Wait.

Okay, 27.

It also wasn't helping that he wasn't answering my calls either. What was going on with him? Okay. He's that nice homophobe? I mean, he is Blaine so maybe he's applying his dapperness to his homophobic-ness to be the Blaine I long for every day. Now, that wasn't so hard to figure out. But that song… I'm just so confused.

When I was about to open my bedroom door to go downstairs to eat breakfast, I heard laughing and giggles coming from downstairs. I quickly run to my closet to get my bat and I slowly walk downstairs. I perk up my ears to hear well once I reach downstairs. Hmm… it was coming from the kitchen…

"Quinn, you've grown so much!"

"Thank you Burt, I'd say that you're aging very well."

"And Cooper, I hear that you're doing well at Ohio State…" Dad trails off when he notices my presence. His mouth turns into a frown and his eyes go dark.

Cooper and Quinn turn around and grin so wide, I was sure they were going to crack their jaw.

"Hello Kurt! What's the bat for?" Quinn smiles.

"Oh, I-I didn't um… know who was- was downstairs so I-I had to uh, be sure." I stutter. Quinn grins even more.

"Uh, Kurt, are you hungry?"

I gulp.

"Not anymore."

"You can put the bat down now Kurt." Cooper says.

I still held the bat. I was sure I'd still need it after the sight of these two. I was so worried, I didn't know what to say accept,

"What brings you two here on short notice?" I ask as politely as I could.

Quinn grins even more. "Oh, we wanted to see how YOU were doing." She says, adding emphasis on the 'you'. I shudder as Cooper stands up and walks towards me. I look around for my dad but he was nowhere in sight. When Cooper finally reaches me, he grabs my arm harshly.

"We need to have a few words, Kurt."

I nod vulnerably and walk upstairs. When I reach my room, I had no choice but to drop the bat and sit on my bed with no defense in arms reach. I look at me phone to see that I had a message.

Quinn and Cooper are coming to your house. Thought I should let you know. Fag.

I nod at his use of fag and turn off my phone to look at Quinn and Cooper dead in the eye.

"You sun of a fucking bitch." Quinn says shaking her head.

"You know, when I first heard about it, I was like, no… that's not something Kurt would do. It doesn't seem like the thing Kurt would do. Given the fact that the last time I saw you was two years ago when you were young and innocent," Cooper says pointing his finger at me dramatically. "I don't really know who you are anymore."

"Kurt, I've known you for a long time. A long time. And for you to do this, to my BROTHER. No matter why you did it. Was just cruel."

"You know, the first thing I wanted to do was beat your ass but I promised Blaine I would do it."

"Wait, Blaine was defending me?" I ask out loud. No matter how mad The Anderson siblings were mad at me, I still had other problems I needed to solve too.

"No, he very much hates you. He mutters in his sleep how much he hates you. He just wanted to be the first one to beat your ass before we've all had our beating so, you got a free pass but don't take it to heart you little wimp." Cooper tells me.

"But I didn't promise Blaine anything." Quinn says rushing towards me.

He palm pushes my face all the way to the side. I have been slapped so many times, I didn't even care anymore. It didn't even hurt as much as it used to. When I expected another one of Quinn's most famous slap, Cooper held her back.

"I also promised Blaine to watch after you too. Now that you've had your slap, settle down." Cooper tells Quinn.

Quinn quickly fixes her hair and looks back at me.

"Why would you commit such a crime? You know you'd be in jail if he died? You know you'd be in jail right now if my parents didn't decide to press charges? You were willing to risk his life and your life, just for him to love you- you know, you're are desperate. Like I have never seen anyone as desperate as you. BLAINE IS STRAIGHT! GET IT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING HEAD! You have experienced rejection I don't know how many times. And you still keep on keeping on. You have guts. To go through all that pain, knowing you're looking right in the eye of hurt and rejection." Quinn rants.

I nod my head, listening to it all. They don't understand how much I believe that Blaine will love me back some day. Blaine just needs to dig deep enough to truly see that I'm the one for him.

"Just like what happened between you and Finn?" I ask. Getting angrier by the second. "You knew and know that he loves Rachel but you still decide to pursue him. You and I aren't that different. We both want something we can't have but what you regret to realize is that Finn and Rachel are engaged!" I scream.

Oh shit. I did not say that. Tell me that I did not say that. I did not blow Finn and Rachel's secret to the one they didn't want to know the most.

Quinn's expression changes from livid to soft and sad.

She sniffles out a little, "What?"

"Kurt… you were so wrong for that."

"And the crap you guys have been giving me isn't? I get it! I screwed the fuck up! I am sorry! What did you want from this conversation? For me to bow down and kiss your feet? I don't know what more I can do to express how sorry I am for my actions. I understand you are angry at me for hurting your brother but enough is enough! Don't you think I've been getting the same exact shit from everyone who knows Blaine? I've heard it enough times to call it bullshit. Again, I am sorry but the past is in the past. There's nothing I can do about it now and you guys are just going to have to accept that and move on. I don't expect you to forgive me but at least cut me some slack!"

I huff and puff and watch as Cooper cuddles Quinn since she was now whimpering. I don't get it. My situation is different actually. Finn is already taken. Blaine isn't. Therefore, I have the ability and the right to love him and at least try. Quinn has no right to mess up a man in a relationship. If Blaine was taken, would I back off? Maybe… but I would be as all over him as I am now.

I need to talk to Blaine. One last time.

"Now get the fuck out of my house." I tell them as I open the door. They walk out and I walk out with them. It's about to get extremely awkward when they realize we were heading to the same place. On my drive to Blaine's house, with Cooper and Quinn trailing me, I was wondering if this was really the best and only option I had. What was I even going to say to Blaine? That I love him? No, I can't tell him that. He still has his homophobic tendencies. I'd get my porcelain ass beat. Maybe I could show him pictures of us so it could trigger his memory. I drive my car up into his driveway and so does Quinn and Cooper. When I walk out my car, they avoid me as they open the door to their house and when Cooper tried to shut it behind him, my foot kept it open. I quickly run past The Anderson parents and dash up the stairs, hoping and wishing the siblings would keep their mouth shut. As I walk up to Blaine's room, I heard soft, quiet piano music filling through his room. It sounded like Bruno Mars. I open the door to his room to find him messing with his piano with a sad smile on his face. Remembering the old Blaine, his piano is what always sent him to serenity and peace.

"Blaine?" I say.

Suddenly, the piano playing stops and he hits an A note. It sounded terrible. Like in movies when you're playing the piano and someone walks in to interrupt you and you hit a low key. That's what I was going through right now.

"Kurt, what the f-"

"Blaine, save it."

He looks speechless as he darts his eyes to the side.

"You may not remember who I was to you but maybe if you could just show me your dapper side, even just for a few minutes, I'd really appreciate it."

He looks at his open door and softly nods. He closes his door and looks back at me. He ushers me to go on with whatever I wanted to say.

Blaine plops on his bed.

"You want my dapper side? Fine." He says. Then he makes an action of waving his hand in his face to reveal a whole new Blaine.

His hazel eyes bright up and he grins.

"So, Kurt. What brings you here today?" He smiles.

My heart melts at his dapperness. He was just so cute. It reminded me of the old Blaine I love. I still love Blaine it's just everything is so complicated. His hair was slightly ungelled, which was what I loved most. When he noticed me checking him out, he frowns.

"You're making it really hard to act dapper when you're checking me out."

"Sorry." I say, hiding my face of embarrassment. He was not supposed to catch me in my act but I wasn't hiding it either.

"But continue."

I nod and pull out my phone.

I walk over to him with ease and he motions for me to hurry up and that it's okay for me to come closer. I smile and I slightly lean on his bed to show him photos.

"So, this is when you first came into class and I secretly took a selfie of you and me." I admit.

I hear a soft chuckle.

I grin. "And this is when you first auditioned for the glee club," I point to a picture. Then I slide to the next one. "This is when we were at Breadstix." I tell him.

"Man, that day was so crazy. I was supposed to be with Rachel but then…"he trails off.

"Wait, what?" I ask.

"…Yeah, I remember… um- I remember a little."

Wait…

Wait a minute…

WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE.

WHAT?!

So, Blaine remembers that moment but not who I am? Okay… let's investigate a little more. I scroll all the way to the pictures Wes and the rest took and I looked at Blaine's face reaction.

But he didn't seem affected until he saw me looking at him.

"Woaah, when was that?" He asks sheepishly.

"Blaine, cut the crap."

"Umm, I know I was acting dapper for you but you can't talk to me like that, you ho-"

"Homo? Fag? Blaine, stop this little act. Do you remember who I am?" I ask, ready for the truth.

He looks at me and looks at his door. He looks all around his room as I silently wait for an answer. I just wanted my Blaine back. I've been working so hard to try to get him to remember and I deserve this. If God was real and he's like everyone says he is, then please God, give me this one thing and maybe I'll open my mind to believing in you. If you make this happen, I have no choice but to believe that you're real. Just please, I-

"Yes, okay Kurt, I remember you. I remember meeting you, I remember the time you kissed me, and I remember everything. I remember when you told me that your mom died. Yes Kurt, I remember. Everything. The car crash, what happened before, and what happen after the accident."

There is a God.

But I was still confused. When did he remember?

"When did you-"

"I started to remember about two- three days before I had that talk with you at Sarah's house. I wanted to tell you but things were still a bit blurry. My parents were so excited and happy I was a homophobe and they were doing all these things for me. I remembered you, but I knew that you were related to something bad. I'm sorry I couldn't control my homophobic tendencies. But the day before I went to Sarah's house, I remembered everything. I remembered you PURPOSELY getting me in a car crash," I open my mouth but he silences me. "We'll get to that later." He says sternly. "Anyways, I knew that my parents liked my homophobic side and they said if I were to ever accept gays again, they'd throw me out of the house. So, I- um… faked being homophobic so I wouldn't shame my parents. When I had that talk with you, it killed me inside for saying all those cruel things. But I had to. I could bear the thought of them finding out. I was so sorry for saying those things. I still am sorry. I was only thinking of me. The only one who could smell it was Sarah and she promised not to tell anyone, especially you. I sang that song to you to express my sorrow. I'm so sorry for calling you a- an um… yeah. It killed me inside. But now that we are past that… WHAT THE HELL KURT?"

I was so speechless. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? He remembered. He remembers everything. Now I have to face the last person, who I was scared of in this whole world about the situation. He was the one I did it to. Quinn, Sarah, Cooper, they were just secondary people. Blaine was the main one. I'm so embarrassed, I- what can I do to make the situation easier?

"Although when I figured everything out, I was angry at you. Livid actually. I just couldn't understand why you would do such a thing. Were you drunk and I didn't know about it?"

"I-I just…"

"Kurt. Say it."

"FINE!" I scream. "I am in deep love with you. I love you so much Blaine, I can't stand it. You are my world. You mean everything and more to me. I don't know what I would've done if you died but I don't even want to think about that right now. It kills me that you're straight and that you don't love me back. I didn't know what else to do. I thought that maybe if you got amnesia, you'd love me. That you'd change into a whole new person. I-I didn't know what I was thinking. But I know why I did it. I did it for love. You of all people are someone I expect not to forgive me but Blaine, I need you in my life. I don't care you're your sexuality is. I just need my best friend back."

"I could've died you know."

"I know that."

"I need some time. How do I know you won't repeat the past?"

"Because you are more important to me than my own life. I was willing to go to jail for you."

He raises his eyebrows and I couldn't help but laugh. "I know, it's stupid"

"Yeah… but it is extremely flattering. No one has ever loved me this much before."

"Okay Blaine, don't get too cocky."

"Wait, so, you think I'm hot?" He says with a mischievous grin.

"Yes." I say simply.

"And sexy?" he asks.

"Yes Blaine."

"And-"

"Blaine, you are everything and more!" I say laughing. It was weird telling him all these things but I didn't really care much about anything at this point. Blaine was still my best friend and hopefully I was still his. I couldn't wait to get back to Rachel to tell her everything that's happened. I don't even think that she'd believe me. Who would believe me? I'm still working on believing myself or this situation right now. Like come on.

"So which outfit do you like best?" He says, walking over to his closet.

I smile and lean back on his bed. I was so happy, words couldn't explain. Hell, I'm happier than the moment I went to New York for the first time. There's nothing that could break my mood. Absolutely nothi-

The door shoots wide open, revealing The Anderparents, The Andersiblings, and a sad Sarah.

"What the hell is going on here?" Mr. Anderson says.

"I heard everything." Mrs. Anderson says.

"We did too, Blaine." The siblings say.

"Guys, I-"Sarah tries.

"Shut it, Sarah." Quinn says.

I close my eyes and try to escape but it wasn't working. So, is this how God plays? He gives you what you want then he hits you with something bad? I look over at Blaine who has the worst expression on his face.

He was scared.

Blaine's POV

I was scared.

I was definitely scared.

Oh hell, I was scared.

What was I supposed to do, run out the door? The door was already blocked. I just stood there, powerlessly. Oh God. I didn't know what to expect, was I going to die today? If I am, this is the second time I have faced a near-death experience. My body shakes with fear as my brother shoots daggers at me. Quinn had a disapproving look, my parents… well, and they looked just about ready to kill me.

"You homosexual creature."

"Dad, I'm not-"

"Don't you dare call me your father, you are not son of mine!"

He dashed towards me and everything was happening so fast. I had no fight left in me. I close my eyes and I waited for the hit but it never came. I slowly open my eyes to see bodies in front of me.

Right in front of me was Sarah, and then was Kurt. So the one who took the impact was Kurt.

"No!" I shout, moving towards Kurt. My dad picks him up and throws him across the room. My body flinches as he crashes into my dresser. I run after my dad in rage but Sarah grabs me by my waist and pulls me to a different side of the room. Tears fall out of my eyes as we all watch my Dad basically kill Kurt. Kurt tried to fight back but he was no match for my Dad. I cry into Sarah's shoulder as she rubs my back. When my dad gets off of Kurt, he surges forward to me but Sarah lets me go and stands in front of me.

"I won't let you hit Blaine. And I don't think you would hit a girl." Sarah says bravely. No, I won't let everyone suffer for my actions. I try to move Sarah but it was like her feet were cemented to the ground. My dad throws a punch but she ducks and I made a motion to duck too because if I didn't, I would've got hit. Sarah and I took classes took boxing classes so we knew how to fight.

I didn't want Sarah to do all the work so I run behind my dad and hold him in headlock. Sarah punches him and I hear my mom shouting, "No! Don't hurt him! Cooper do something!"

I quickly look at my family and they all had scared looks on their faces. I look at Sarah and she gives me the 'Okay'. I release my dad and run over to Kurt. He was hurt but not hurt enough to not be able to be able to function. In a swift movement, I pick him up and push everyone out the way, run down my stairs, and out the house. I run to my car but realize I forgot the keys. I lay Kurt down, run back inside my house and grab my keys off the counter. I saw my dad struggling to run down the stairs but I was quicker than him. I run out the door, open my car doors and gently put Kurt inside. I turn the key into ignition and I saw Sarah still handling my dad. There's no way I could leave without Sarah.

"Blaine?" Kurt whispers. I turn to look at him and I smile,

"Kurt, everything is going to be okay." I told him.

Even if I didn't believe it for myself, I needed Kurt to believe so.

I again, run out the car and push my dad off of Sarah. He lunges at me but I duck and grab a lawn ornament and smash it in his face.

"Ahhhh!" He yells as the glass pieces were in his eyes. Sarah, who was slightly injured got up and ran to my car. As soon as we were all in, I started to drive away to Kurt's house. When I was almost out of distance, I heard a faint, "And don't come back!"

I shake off my tears and drive to Burt's house. Burt was watering the plants when we came up on the driveway. He turns around, expecting it to be his son but when he saw me, he had a guilty look on his face. I rush out the car and he looks at me with concern.

"Look Blaine,"

"Don't worry- about… that now." I say out of breath.

"What is it?"

"It's Kurt. He's badly hurt. My dad-"

He runs to the car and throws open my car door to reveal Kurt. He takes Kurt into his arms and runs inside the house. Sarah comes out of the car and we just stare at each other.

"Blaine."

"Sarah." We say at the same time.

She runs to me and wraps her arms around me, holding onto me for dear life. I slowly start sobbing on her shoulder, crying away all my problems that I knew wouldn't go away.

"Thank you. I don't know what I would've done if you weren't-"

"Shhh…" She says rubbing my back.

"Where am I going to live?"

"You can live with me. Remember, we talked about this if this were to happen. That's why everything worked so nicely." She tells me.

I nod into her shoulder. A car slowly drives by, and the person in there looks at us like we just came back from space.

"Enough of PDA! Teenagers these days…" the man's voice trails off.

Sarah and I couldn't help but softly giggle.

"Why everyone thinks we are in a relationship is something I still want to know."

"Probably because we are so close?" I suggest. From sixth grade and up until now, people always think me and Sarah are in a secret relationship that we are hiding from the world.

"Ha! Understatement of the year." She laughs, letting me go and walking inside.

"Come on Blainers! Let's go check on your soulmate!" She calls out.

"Oh shut up." I tell her while chuckling. I follow her inside and Kurt was laying on the couch while Carole was patching him up.

When Burt sees me, he gives me a big hug. So big, I was being lifted from the ground.

"You are the best person I've ever met." He tells me.

"How so?" I ask smiling.

"After all that my son has done to you, you still turn around a care for him, and protect him from harm."

I rub my head. "I didn't really-"

"And this is why you are the best. You never except praise." He says.

I shake my head and smile.

"And you're welcome to stay here."

"Thank you, but I'm going to have to decline. I'm staying at Sarah's."

"Oh, well that's fine. So, you remember everything?"

"Yes."

'Wow kid. You have a heart."

"Ugh, enough with the praise!" I tell him.

"Yeah, where's my praise?" Sarah asks from the couch.

Burt turns around and rushes over to her and picks her up from her seat.

"Thank you, thank you, and thank you!" Burt says to her. She giggles and then Burt lets her down. She looks at me and I wiggle my eyebrows. Her eyes shoot wide open and I burst into uncontrollable laughter. We were all interrupted with a,

"Dad?" Kurt asks.

"Kid, you're going to be okay."

"Where's Blaine?" He asks.

I walk over to him and crouch down.

"Hey Kurt." I smile.

"Why do you have to be so sexy?" He asks.

I look away, extremely embarrassed as everyone starts laughing. Everyone was being too nice to me. And how could I look sexy now? I was just in a huge altercation with… with that man I used to call a father.

"Blaine, stop thinking about your Dad. Everything will be fine. You can stay with me."

"Oh, I'm already staying with Sarah." I say softly, knowing it would hurt his feelings. "But thank you so much."

"Why are you thanking me? I did nothing accept ruin everything and blow your cover."

"It was good that you blew my cover. Because now my life doesn't have to be a lie anymore."

He smiles and I squeeze his hand.

"Blaine, I think we all know what would lighten this situation." Sarah says with a smirk.

"I think I know too." Kurt grins.

Ugh.

"Okay, what song?" I ask, walking over to their piano.

"Ooo! Something by Bruno!" Kurt exclaims.

"Okay, your wish is my command." I wink at him and sit on the piano stool.

I play with the piano keys until I found my vibe.

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see
I'll be the light to guide you

I look at Kurt and smile. I tried to forget everything that's happened because people do crazy things for love and I'm not one to hold grudges. Kurt and Sarah sing the background part of the song and then I look back at the piano.

Find out what we're made of
when we are called to help our friends in need

Kurt you can count on me like one, two, three, I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two, you'll be there
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do,
oh yeah
oooooh oooooh
ohh yeah ,yeah

If you're tossin` and you're turnin' and you just can't fall asleep
I'll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
Every day I will remind you

oh oh oh

Find out what we're made of
when we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like one, two, three, I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two, you'll be there
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do
oh yeah
oooh oooh
yeah yeah

Sarah comes from behind me and I quickly tell her to take care of the piano since I knew she knew how to play. She covers me and I run to Kurt and stand dancing with him. He didn't really move much since he was still hurt.

You'll always have my shoulder when you cry
I'll never let go, never say goodbye

You know you can count on me like one, two, three, I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two, and you'll be there
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do
oh yeah
oooooh ooooooh
ooh yea yea

You'll always have my shoulder when you cry
I'll never let you go,
Never say goodbye
You know you can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do
Oh yea
Ooohhh Ooohhh
Oohh
"You can count on me 'cause I can count on you..." I dip him like they do in romance movies while being careful and he grins. When I finish the song, he hugs me.

"I'm so glad I know you."

"And I'm glad I know you." I tell him.

"I love you Blaine."

"I love you too Kurt."