I forgot to mention this last chapter, but the song used was Balance Beam by Blue October. It's absolutely amazing if you haven't heard it before. Thanks once again to all of you reviewers and readers, you rock my socks. You really do. This chapter would have been posted earlier but family prevented that. So it's definitely not my best. The next will be better, I promise. –Insert Disclaimer-

"Dude, what did you do to Kurt last night?" Wes asked, sitting across the table from Blaine while Kurt and David were up getting food from the breakfast buffet at the hotel.

Blaine stared at his friend in confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"He's been all happy and giddy and freaking humming the same song over and over again ever since he woke up this morning."

Blaine couldn't help but smirk as he chewed on a piece of toast. "I may have sang to him last night in the lounge."

"Is that how you're going to keep reeling him in. Teenage Dream, Balance Beam, for the love of puppies they rhyme!"

Blaine couldn't help but laugh. "What's with you and 'the love of puppies' thing?"

"They're cute. Don't turn away from the topic."

"It's a nice way to show Kurt how I feel."

"Yes, because none of us can forget you practically raping him with your eyes when he was spying on us. Then the date rape song you had him sing with you."

"Oh come on, I'm not trying to rape Kurt."

And of course Kurt would decide that's the moment that he was going to come back to the table. David and him shared a glance before looking back down to the other two before sliding into their seats next to each other.

"Uhm, should I file a restraining order, Mr. Anderson?"

Blaine rolled his eyes, pulling Kurt in for another kiss and smirking. "You couldn't stand being that far from me."

Kurt rolled his eyes, shoving him back playfully as he took a spoonful of oatmeal.

"I swear if you guys start feeding each other I'm going to barf all over the place."

Kurt turned to smirk at Wes before turning to Blaine. "Say Ahh cutie pie."

Blaine laughed before opening his mouth. "Ahh."

"You guys are disgusting." Wes groaned.

"On the road again. Can't wait to be on the road againnnn."

"Wes for the love of Gucci will you just shut up?" Kurt groaned as he kept his grip on the steering wheel.

"I'm trying to distract myself."

"Yes, well acting like Donkey from Shrek is only going to make me go all ogre on your ass." Kurt hissed before getting a second thought. "And don't you dare make those popping noises."

Silence passed through the car for about ten seconds before Wes's voice broke it.

"Are we there yet?"

Kurt glared through the rearview mirror. "I'm going to kill you. I'm going to stop this car, throw you in a ditch, back over you, and then keep driving."

Blaine stared at his boyfriend for a long moment before sinking back into his seat. "Remind me never to mess with you."

"Oh babe, I'd be gentle with you."

"Okay, before we get into a car crash how about we stop for food."

"We just left breakfast We- You know what, I should be used to this."

"You really should. Now how much longer until Coney Island?"

"Ten minutes."

"Uhggg!"

"Shut up Wes." Kurt, Blaine, and David spoke in unison.

"I hate all of you."

Kurt watched in disgust as Wes ran off to get a few hot dogs.

"Well, let's go get our group a shelter and then we'll go do something fun."

"Let's play beach volleyball!"

"Do you know how?"

"Oh, it's on Anderson."

Blaine laughed at Kurt's words but followed after him.

"Point for Kurt and I!"

Blaine frowned. "That's completely unfair! I was distracted!" Blaine yelled. David just laughed, high fiving Kurt, who had been on the sidelines, shirt off, and pouring his water bottle over his head and down the small muscles of his chest.

"Oh, yeah Blainey boy, by what?"

"N-nothing!"

The boys continued their game, and because of Kurt's tactics, he and David had won.

"That's totally unfair." Blaine sighed as they all walked off of the field. It was just beginning to get dark as the foursome went their separate ways.

"I can't believe you're bringing me on the tilt-a-whirl." Kurt laughed, rolling his eyes as they got on the ride. He took his seat, laughing as the ride began to spin around and around. Kurt just let his head fall down as he enjoyed the fast movements and exhilaration.

"Hey Kurt?"

"Yes?"

Blaine smiled, taking his hand as they got off the ride. By now it was dark and they were going to meet Wes and David for dinner at their little shelter. But first he took a detour through Moonlite Garden's.

He couldn't help but grin at the architecture and how the moon seemed to light everything up.

"I just…"

Kurt looked up at the male who was holding his hand close. He chewed on his lip as he nodded his head to urge him on.

"I wanted to tell you, that you're amazing and…" Blaine stared up at the moon, the stars, then back down to Kurt. This moment was perfect. "I wanted to tell you that I lo-"

"BLAINEY BEAR! KURTIE POO!"

Blaine groaned, turning around to stare at Wes trying to glare down at him. Wes's eyes widened and he immediately started to back up. "What's up Wesley?" Kurt asked, oblivious to Blaine's inner turmoil.

"Umm…we were just going to go get dinner? And we were looking for you two."

"Alright, sounds good. Are you ready?" Kurt smiled happily, turning to Blaine. "Oh, sorry. What were you going to tell me?"

"Nothing." Blaine sighed, smiling at Kurt's frown. "Everything's fine."

Kurt nodded his head, walking with the other's to their table.

Kurt couldn't help but look at Blaine every few moments. He wanted to know what the other male was going to tell him, but it was too late now, so he settled to watch Wes fling meatballs across the table at David.

Blaine chewed on his lip softly. This was their last stop before the headed to Lima and had their final sleepover at Kurt's.

And he didn't know when he'd be able to force out those three little words.