Hi! I have no idea when I will post the original song from Lycoris B. Blaine probably gets a burst of inspiration from the bully from the last chapter and writes his verse in here. Kurt probably writes the letters and e-mails that Kurt was supposed to send to "Elizabeth" and that's his burst of inspiration. Enjoy!
'3 missed calls', the message said on Kurt's phone, to which Kurt almost chucked his phone at his wall, if not for the fact that doing so would mean no communication with anyone.
Kurt had been trying to do a 'Rachel' and write this song on his own after a situation of heartbreak, but to no avail.
Kurt had been counting and that had been 10 tries at writing a song, before noticing that they were all quite lame.
Suddenly, Kurt's phone began to ring again. Kurt irritatedly picked up his phone, knowing who it was.
Sure enough, the name Blaine was displayed.
"Yes Blaine?" Kurt answered, trying to keep the emotion to a minimum.
"You weren't at school. How do you have Kurt's phone anyways?" Blaine questioned.
"One, no I wasn't. Precisely my point. Second, he left it with me so he wouldn't be disturbed." Kurt said.
"Well, I noticed you were crying this morning. I wanted to apologize for not sticking around. You comforted me and I should've comforted you. I was wondering if you wanted to come in, not for classes, but for lunch and work on our song. We could go back up to that place and I could cut class early." Blaine suggested.
"Sure." Kurt glanced at the clock. 10:34. "I'll be there in 30." he said.
"I'll see you then." Blaine said, hanging up.
Kurt quickly dressed and grabbed his bag.
'I'm coming over now.' Kurt quickly texted to Blaine as he put on his scarf.
'Ok. I'll be on the roof. I brought bobby pins this time. ;)' Blaine texted back, which was brought to Kurt's attention by a loud, Bing!
Kurt chuckled a bit at the memory of Blaine's dorky Harry Potter joke the other day.
When Kurt got to the school, it was 20 minutes after he said he'd be there in thirty minutes.
Kurt ran, ran, messing up his hair do, to the roof faster than you can say Marc Jacobs sale.
"I'm here." Kurt said breathlessly, leaning against the doorway.
"Good. Let's get started." Blaine said. He had crumpled pieces of paper and pencils scattered around him. He had bags under his eyes, as if he didn't get enough sleep.
"How long have you been up here?" Kurt inquired.
"Long enough to fail at writing a song so many times, I've went so low as to incorporate Harry Potter phrases." Blaine joked.
Kurt chuckled and sat down next to him.
"So, what have you got so far?" Kurt asked, peeking over at some of the more open crumpled papers.
"Oh, nothing," Blaine said, embarrassed. "Just a few futile attempts. I even went so far as to listen to 50% of the songs on my ipod for inspiration."
"It can't be that bad," Kurt said, picking up a piece. "Rachel once wrote a song about her headband. True story." he said, but Blaine quickly snatched the paper away from Kurt.
"No." he said sternly.
"Why? It's not like I can make fun of you. Kurt says you're too adorable for that." Kurt said, rolling his eyes.
"Ha ha. Very funny." Blaine said sarcastically.
"I wanted to ask you something… about what happened yesterday." Kurt said, suddenly nervous.
"What about it?" the tone in Blaine's voice sounded like he was scared and a bit… nostalgic?
"Who was that boy you were so scared of? You passed out and screamed like you just saw murder because of him." Kurt said, joking. Blaine paled at the thought of murder.
"Oh my god. You witnessed murder?" Kurt asked, stunned.
"No. That'd be ridiculous. It's just… the thought of him and murder makes sense." Blaine said, wincing as he thought of him.
"What did he do Blaine? You have to tell me." Kurt said. Blaine stared hard at him, but finally relented.
"Fine. When I was in my freshman year, I had a best friend. His name was Kyle. He was a closeted gay. I helped him come out of the closet and he survived that torture. But, when I figured out I was gay, he and I went out. Then, the torture got so much worse for the both of us. I could handle it. That's where I got the phrase Courage from. They started to harass Kyle even more and he couldn't handle it. He broke up with me and beat me up on the spot. He said I ruined him and that I should die. I don't think he meant it though, seeing as he was crying. I loved him once, so it hurt so much more than you can imagine. The next day, I came to Dalton." Blaine finished, fists clenched around a piece of paper.
"Blaine, I'm so so sorry." Kurt hugged him tight, both crying into each other's shoulders.
"Don't be." Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear. Kurt pulled back along with Blaine and suddenly Blaine did the unthinkable.
He kissed him.
But for a moment, Kurt forgot he was a girl and kissed back. Blaine suddenly pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Oh gosh. No. This isn't supposed to be happening. I'm supposed to be gay. I cleared that up with Rachel. This is so wrong and confusing. Elizabeth, I'm so so sorry. I have to go." Blaine said, running out of the roof.
He forgot to pick up his papers of songs he had written and didn't see Kurt pick one up and read it.
Noticed by the wrong people.
Forgotten by the ones that should've cared.
But take my hand and I promise that we will
Make the whole world stop, and stare.
'He must've known all about these confusing feelings for my girl self when he wrote this.' Kurt thought.
Therefore, Blaine didn't see Kurt sob as he wrote the rest by himself in spite against himself in this girl form.
All my love
Thrown back into my face
I'm still running, running
With the fear of the chase.
My home was found Oops, I lost myself again, Masks, so easily replaced My home was found Stay with me So give me a chance
In your hands
When different places
Didn't mean different plans
Stay with me
Though things will change
I swear to you
We will stay the same.
We will stay the same.
... I tripped and fell; and now I'm broken.
Fix me please, though there will be cracks,
Bits of my heart are snapped up by old traps
Push my walls down, see my real face
So unsure, but aren't we all?
Cling to me, the rest we'll try to stall.
In your hands
When different places
Didn't mean different plans
Though things will change
I swear to you
We will stay the same.
We will stay the same.
To prove myself again
Pull the salt from my wounds
Grain by grain
Ignore the hatred and
We will stay the same.
We will stay the same.
We will stay... the same.
Hello again! Well, I have some more free time now that the stressful part is over… I'm pretty sure I'll be done with this story by the time Kawaii-kon comes around. If I'm not… well, I'm dearly sorry then. Both for making you wait and having sucky chapters because I'm rushing to get them to you.