I know I've not updated in a while but I've been working on a new story called 'The Impossible: Klaine.' Check it out if you want to :) I've been thinking what direction to take this story in, I hope you like my decision, I think it will suit Blaine's personality :)

Kurt hadn't heard from Blaine since the day he told them they had broken up. He hadn't had someone tapping on his window begging him to open up. He hadn't had any surprise visits. He hadn't had any phone calls. No text messages. Blaine had also given up his job at the garage. Kurt was actually worried. Sure he knew he was doing the right thing in ending the relationship, but that didn't mean he didn't care how Blaine was. What if Blaine had took this really bad?

It was the first day back at school for everyone, Kurt would be starting college next month, he had been given instructions through the post.

Kurt was getting ready, he slid into his skinny jeans, pulled a sweater on and picked up his bag. He sprayed aftershave and scents on to him - more than usual- and made his way to his car. He had made a decision. He was going to Dalton.

Kurt parked up on the Dalton parking lot and began walking into the building. He made his way through the corridors of people and came to some steps. It was a long stairway and he didn't know where he was going so he decided to walk up them. He studied the mirrors, the walls and the boys that he passed. It was a good job he dressed in dark colours - he blended in.

A bell rang and everyone seemed to be making their ways to the next lessons, he passed a lot of people. Not one of them was Blaine. After some time, he saw a group of boys dashing down the steps, they were smiling so he decided to walk the same way. This lead him to a very big room where there seemed to be a meeting. He didn't go in, he just peered round the door as it was slightly open and listened.

A familiar voice started to speak.
"Thank you for finally seeing your senses and coming back here, now lets try and get back to the team we used to be and sing at least half decent."

He had found him. Blaine was sat leading this meeting, Kurt watched the handsome boy get the group in order. He couldn't help notice the sad tone in his voice and the emotionless face.

Kurt had seen Blaine in his dalton uniform before; he looked smart and blended in with everyone else here but he looked different. His blazer was scrunched a little like it hadn't been ironed. His shirt was all crinkled and buttoned up effortlessly. His shirt was untucked and his blazer sleeves were rolled up. Kurt had to admit, Blaine looked like a train wreck but at the same time, the hottest he'd ever seen him. He looked like the bad ass of the class.

The Warblers started to blend their vocals and suddenly, Blaine started to sing.

"It's all about you."

The warblers joined for the every other line, "it's about you."

"It's all about you baby." The vocals calmed down and Blaine took the solo with the occasional notes from the other boys.

"Yesterday you asked me something I thought you knew, so I told you with a smile, it's all about you. Then you whispered in my ear and you told me too, say if you make my life worth while, it's all about you."

Blaine closed his eyes to sing the next verse, "and I would answer all you're wishes, if you asked me to. But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd do. So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do. Dancing on the kitchen tiles, it's all about you. Yeah..."

It was clear that Blaine wasn't over Kurt but when the song finished, Blaine begin to walk out of the room. He placed his hand into his pocket and fiddled around to find something. No one else in the room seemed to care, they just carried on talking and doing homework but Kurt had to move from the door to pretend he hadn't heard or seen that performance. It might screw things up for Blaine even more.

Kurt walked round the corner and timed it perfectly so he bumped into Blaine and made it look accidental.

"Shit, sorry-" Kurt stopped as Blaine looked up at him.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Blaine looked away and continued to walk where he was going, still fumbling in his pocket. Kurt followed.

They finally got outside and Blaine stopped again.

"Well?" Blaine held his hands out as if to say 'what do you want.'

"I wanted to see how you were bearing up. I got worried, I missed you and I didn't know how you had taken this."

"I'm fine." Blaine had a lighter, he rubbed his thumb over it and a flame appeared, he lit a cigarette and held it to his mouth.

"I never even knew you smoked." Kurt was worried now. He knew for a fact that this had happened since they had broken up.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." Blaine fell back so he was leaning on the wall of the building and Kurt copied.

"I know that we have split up but I thought you should know, I'm going to college in two weeks, I wanted to let you know just so you- erm- well, actually, because I'm nervous as hell and you were the only person who I could talk to before so I just wanted to tell you, anyway, I'm gonna go." Kurt started to walk away slowly.

"Kurt?" Blaine pulled the cigarette from his mouth and blew the smoke in Kurt's direction. "You'll be fine, you don't have a fuck up like me in your life to be weighing you down."

Kurt fully faced Blaine, "I never thought or said that, I broke up with you because I thought it was the best thing for us. I remember telling you that you will find someone and deserve someone better than me because you actually make a sweet boyfriend when it's not just about sex but now look at you. You're a wreck."

Kurt began to walk away and Blaine put up no fight or argument.

Kurt got back into his car and floods of tears fell from his eyes. He felt like shit. It was clear that Blaine did care still, he had just closed away his feelings like before. Kurt remembered lying with Blaine in bed one morning and Blaine opening up to him. He remembered 'the two personalities' Blaine had and he cried even more. He felt like it was his fault that Blaine had gone back to his badass, crappy personality, only this time, it was worse.

He wiped the tears and started his car, he drove off and passed Blaine. They looked at each other making eye contact, Kurt's eyes were red but that made no impact on Blaine's pathetic face. Truth was, he wasn't pathetic, it was his attitude towards all of this that was pathetic. He was being ridiculous.

The two weeks had passed and Kurt was loading the car with his belongings for college. He had said all of his goodbyes again and again but Kurt had decided to pack up and go without the big send off, he thought that would be easy for everyone and Burt would be at work. Saying goodbye to his dad would be the hardest.

He went to pick up the last case but it was heavy, he tried to lift it but two hands got there before he did and placed it in his trunk.

"I was just passing by and I wanted to see if you had left yet, have a good time."

Kurt looked confused. "When I saw you the other week, you couldn't give a shit." Kurt shut his trunk.

"I was passing buy because I'm meeting someone and if I'd have just walked past, it would have been awkward for the both of us."

"Meeting someone?" Both boys leant against the car.

"Jealous?"

"No, just wondering."

"I'm not meeting anyone in the way you're thinking."

"Why are you dressed like that Blaine? You used to dress casually but now you look like the biggest bad ass around wearing leather."

"Well, I need to go." Blaine pulled Kurt over to him and threw his arms round him.

"Make sure you stay safe." Blaine moved back and picked his BMX bike that Kurt didn't even notice was there, he smiled and started to peddle.

"You too."

Kurt started to drive but kept his eye on Blaine the whole time, Blaine's ass was shaking from side to side whilst peddling as fast as he could. Kurt could tell that Blaine was up to something so he purposely remained behind him, he was way in front on his bike so Kurt kept the same distance away but followed him.
He parked up and watched Blaine jump off his bike. He ran down a pathway that seemed to lead somewhere dark and dangerous.

Kurt jumped out and followed. He got to the end of the little pathway and stayed there, he saw a gang build around Blaine. He saw Blaine hand a bag to one of the men and the others look threatening, they soon pushed him away and he ran back towards we're Kurt was stood, completely oblivious to the fact Kurt had followed him and was stood there.

"Ah!" Blaine crashed into Kurt.

"What the fuck was that?" Kurt was angry.

"Why the fuck are you following me? You're supposed to be in New York now."
"I knew you were bull shitting me, what was that?"

Blaine pushed his way round Kurt and picked up his bike. "I don't have to justify myself to you."

Kurt forced his way in front of Blaine's bike and screamed, "what the fuck has happened to you Blaine? Hu? Look at you! Get your ass in that car now."

"Why?"

"Because we need to talk and I'm not doing this here."

"What do I do with the bike?"

"Why don't you sell it off to gang members, it looked like you were good at that."

Blaine started to peddle, "you know what, fuck this and fuck you. I don't even know why I considered talking to you." As Blaine cycled round Kurt, he felt a hand on his leather jacket. "Get off me."

Kurt wrestled and pulled him off the bike, he pushed them both towards the wall next to the pathway and forced a kiss on Blaine's mouth. Blaine gripped Kurt's sweater and pushed him forward a little but kept their lips connected, he forced Kurt against the wall and wanted entrance into his mouth with his tongue. Blaine lifted his head away and a tear hit his cheek.

"I've missed you so fucking much."

Kurt cupped his face, "please come and sit in the car with me and talk, ditch the bike."

"Okay." Kurt tangled his fingers with Blaine and pulled him toward the car.

"You know what, get rid of this as well," Kurt pushed the leather jacket off him and it fell to the floor, "you're hiding behind this badass personality and I'm not letting a leather jacket get in the way of you opening up to me, I need to know everything."

They got in the car and Blaine brushed a hand over Kurt's. "Don't go Kurt."

Completely ignoring him, Kurt began, "what were you doing with that gang."

"Nothin'."

"Don't bullshit me."

"They were just men hanging around asking what I was doing on their territory."

"From where I was standing, it looked like you were selling grown men weed." Kurt snapped as Blaine put his head down.

"So."

"SO? Blaine, you don't even give a shit do you? You don't care that I love you and I need to know you're gonna be okay while I'm gone, I'm gonna need to know that I can count on you to keep an eye on my family and they'll keep an eye on you. I need to know that you are gonna ring me whenever you feel like you need to or want to!"

Another tear fell from Blaine's face. "Can I come with you?"

"What?" Kurt was raging with anger but he definitely heard right.

"Let me come with you." Blaine wiped his face and sat up a little taller like he had just had a 'eureka' moment.

"You have school and family here, you have no savings, no, you can't. You're too young to come with me anyway."

"I have the cash in my back pocket from selling drugs today and doing other odd jobs," he pulled the money out of his pocket and handed it to Kurt, "just let me come with you, I can look for a school there or a job or something, I just need to get out of here, it will help me go back to being a half decent guy, my family don't give a shit, you are the guy who changes me Kurt, look," Blaine took the cigarettes, a lighter and a pocket knife from his pocket and threw them out of the car, "I don't need em'."

Blaine took Kurt's hand and pulled him closer, their noses touched, "please?" Blaine kissed Kurt on the lips.