Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews, favourites and follows last chapter!
Firstly I want to say sorry for this being late; I've had the craziest weekend; I saw Miranda Sings yesterday (she was amazing and Colleen is even more gorgeous in real life!), and then I was working all day today and now I'm babysitting. I have a job interview for a cinema tomorrow so now was the only time I could write. As a result, this chapter is about half as long as normal and not that well written, so that's my second apology.
As an apology, I'll try and get a chapter up this week as an extra!
We're nearly at the end of the story now!
Two days before Kurt's inevitable leave for New York, he finds his boyfriend in the attic which Blaine had managed to turn in to a cosy space to live.
"I can't believe I haven't been up here yet!" Kurt exclaimed as he looked around the small space.
"Yeah, it wasn't much when I moved in, but I managed to make it home", Blaine replied.
"Seriously though, all the artwork and things you've found; I could live in here!"
Blaine wouldn't admit it, but the thought made him happier than he could possibly be.
Kurt walked over to the country man and situated himself on the small loveseat with Blaine. It was probably too small to fit too people, but neither cared. Kurt snuggled in to Blaine's side.
"Imagine if we could stay like this forever", Blaine said wistfully.
"Mmm, we could live in this little room, and only come out for food every now and again. We would just make art and help people".
"That sounds amazin'", Blaine replied.
After the melancholy mood was set, the couple remained in their position, in silence, for quite a while, to the point where both fell gently asleep at some point.
"Hey, Blaine?" Kurt asked softly, obviously still drowsy from sleep, "what's that?" He said, pointing to a weird shape covered by a blanket.
"Oh yeah…" Blaine muttered, getting off the sofa and heading towards the object. Gently, he pulled the haphazardly thrown blanket off to reveal a beautiful guitar.
"You can play?" Kurt asked, sounding enthusiastic.
"Yeah…I learnt as a kid; t'was the only way to pass time on the Anderson farm".
"Play something for me?" Kurt asked, looking so happy that Blaine couldn't resist.
Blaine set himself down on the floor in front of Kurt, placing the guitar on his crossed legs. Taking a deep breath, Blaine started playing the most hauntingly beautiful piece of music Kurt had ever heard. He could feel the love radiating off the song.
All too soon, it was finished, and Kurt clapped like a madman with tears in his eyes.
"Blaine…that was so beautiful", he exclaimed.
"Thankyou Kurt, I kind of wrote it for you".
Kurt was so stunned that he didn't even realise what he was saying;
"We can't be together any more".
Then there was silence.
"W-what?" Blaine asked, disbelievingly.
"Blaine…I'm so sorry but I can't do it". Kurt said, sobbing out his words.
"But I thought we were doing so well". Blaine also had tears streaming down his face.
"We were…we are…but I'm leaving in two days and I just can't face a long distance relationship. It would hurt too much".
"But we can do it! We love each other, isn't that enough?" Blaine said, moving over to Kurt and placing his hands on each side of Kurt's head, "please Kurt!"
"I'm sorry Blaine, it's easier if we break up now instead of later when one of us has hurt the other. I will always love you Blaine but this is too much right now".
Blaine didn't say anything, he simply dropped his hands from Kurt's face and put his head dejectedly on Kurt's lap.
"We knew it was going to end this way Blaine".
"I guess I just hoped we'd be together forever, as stupid as that sounds", Blaine said, lifting his head slightly.
"We were both stupid, but I'll never regret this. I'm sorry Blaine, I love you", Kurt said, and with that, he left the room sobbing, leaving Blaine sitting on the floor of his little apartment, wondering if he'd ever recover from this horrible heartache.
Ooh…what's going to happen next?!