Sorry I haven't updated for ages PLEASE FORGIVE ME! Well, I hope you all enjoyed the plot twist! Yeah no one was expecting that (probably). Sorry about that. This chapter is partially a flash back (risky I know) Anywho ENJOY! ~Gracie

As soon as I realized what Kurt was everything turned into slow-motion. I dropped the bowl of colsaw that I was holding and broke down in tears. Outpouring all of the shock of the previous conversation. No one could know the reason. I could NOT let my memory of Kurt be tainted and the easiest way to do that was not to tell anyone and hope that I could forget it. I mean I had no real evidence that he was in fact a drug dealer. My thoughts went on like this, for what felt like hours but what was probably only a couple of seconds, until Santana came over to me. 'Baby. Let's get you home it's been a hard day.' She comforting me totally out of character. Tears still pouring down my face she helped me to her car Quinn, Sam and Edward in toe. We drove home in silence and no questions were asked about my outbreak. No one knew the reason and they were never going to.

As soon as I got home, I ran upstairs to my room locked the door and completely broke down. More than I had ever done in my whole life. I rampaged the room smashing everything. Tears obscuring my vision sounds. I continued rampaging until I ran out of tears to cry and just slept on the floor among glass.

'Blaine, Blaine, Blaine baby wake up.' Kurt's voice called waking me up. I rolled over to see my beautiful boyfriend lying next to me as if he had been staring into my soul whilst I was sleeping. 'Morning sweetie. did you sleep well?' I asked him. Our first night living together in New York was one I'd never forget. Everything was perfect we were finally together and nothing was ever going to change that. 'Best I've ever slept because I knew you'd be there when I woke up and never leave.' He answered pure love in his eyes. 'I never want to sleep without you again.' I added. 'so what have got planned for our first day planned in NY?' I asked my boyfriend and roommate. 'I thought you were meant to be planning..' Kurt replied visibly worried. 'No. You said you were...' I said more confused than Britt at breakfast. 'Okay maybe I was..but let's just do what ever you want to do. I mean we're in New York! We could see a musical go shopping on 5th or do anything!' Kurt said thinking on his feet. 'Okay I have an idea.. how about we go and see a musical and then have a picnic in Central Park?' I asked him. 'Great idea but we should go to the nice part of the park..which is over the other side of the city to Broadway...' Kurt replied deep in thought, 'OH I KNOW WE COULD GET A HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGE!'' Kurt exclaimed at his own, rather brilliant, idea; 'Let's go..well let's get dressed first.' I said eager to go. 'Blaine Anderson will you join me in the shower?' My beautiful boyfriend asked me.

We were seeing each other naked for the first time as not only boyfreinds but also as room mates. Nothing kinky happened in that shower. We talked a little about what we were going to do in the future and we may have made out a little. But who cares? We were in New York and living together. It couldn't be more perfect. 'Hey sweetie. Do you think we're clean enough now?' I cheekily asked as the warm water turned to cold. Kurt answered my question as he kissed me and exited the shower.

'So what do you want to watch?' Kurt asked me as we were eating breakfast in the cafe opposite our apartment- man it felt weird to say that. 'Well I haven't seen How To Succeed At Business Without Really Trying and Daniel Radcliffe is starring so..' I answered him telling Kurt of my guilty pleasure. 'Okay we'll go and see that.' Kurt gave in even though he'd already seen it- then again he'd seen every Broadway musical one way or another.

'What do you mean sold out?' Kurt questioned the man behind the glass at the box office. 'Well urm it means that there are no tickets left. Maybe you should have booked in advance.' The man replied sassily. 'Thanks for that not!.' Kurt was obviously frustrated that his first day with me living in New York wasn't going to be perfect. I needed to calm him down, 'Sweetie. Sweetie calm down look you stay here and book tickets for the next performance whilst I pick up lunch. Love you and call me if you need anything.' I said grabbing him around his torso kissing him as I finished speaking. 'Okay babe. love you.' He said to me as I left the foyer of the theatre.

'Wow!' I exclaimed as the curtains closed at the end of the performance, 'That. Was. Fantastic!' 'You don't say...' Kurt retorted playfully. 'Hey thanks for today I know it wasn't exactly what we'd planned but eating lunch in the foyer of the theatre then getting kicked out so we had to go and see wicked instead was fun!' I said planting a kiss on his lips, 'And what's important is that I spent it with my beautiful boyfriend.' Kissing him again. 'I love you so damn much Blaine Anderson and I'm so excited to be spending every day with you. Now let's catch some sleep at our apartment it's been a long day.' Kurt pulled me up and his arms around me.

We walked back to our apartment arm in arm and unlike when we were in Lima we were no longer worried about how people saw us or about the adversity we'd face but now we could be who we were with no worries. 'Oh cupcakes!' Kurt said pointing at the cupcakery across the road. 'What sort of cupcakery is open at 11 at night?' I asked questioning his sources. 'The best cupcackery in New York. Trust me I've been to them all.' Kurt convince me to buy a cupcake; when I say convinced I meant he dragged me across the street and bought a dozen of cupcakes in all different flavours. Whilst Kurt was playing I popped outside and hailed a cab. We both hopped in as we were way too tired to walk all the way back even though the journey by car was only ten minutes long we were happy to be in the warm.

When we got back to our building we decided not to go back to our apartment but to go onto the roof. We had heard the neighbours say that there were two deckchairs on the roof. No one knows where they came from but they just leave them there as every body uses and loves them. We sat there, under the stars eating a dozen cupcakes. 'I love you Kurt William Anderson and I' so happy to be spending every night sleeping next to you in our apartment.' I professed my love to him even though he had heard it many times. I clambered over to the striped deckchair the Kurt was sitting on and curled up to him, a poncho is a very good cuddling tool, 'If I didn't know any better I'd say you were drunk.' Kurt winked at me embracing my spontaneousness, 'We've finished the cupcackes let's catch some sleep. We both have work in the morning..and I'm cold.' Kurt admitted pushing me off him as he stood up. We walked down the stairs huggled up together and unlocked out apartment. The clock on the wall of the kitchen said that it was three am...how long had we been up on the roof? 'I love baby.' I mumbled as a wandered off to bed. 'Let me join you.'' Kurt follwed me out of the room.

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