From Past to Present Chapter 14: Keep Holding On Part Two, a glee fanfic

A/N: The second part of Chapter Ten. Starts with a little bit of smut, and finishes with so much Klaine fluff. I'm still not used to writing smut, so please excuse if it is bad. Although, it wouldn't surprise me, because i'm not good at it, so... Yeah. Anyway, enjoy. JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D. (Also, I don't own Glee, and events may not line up with the season three story line, but that's becasue it's different).

Chapter Ten: Keep Holding On Part Two

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Flashback: Their First Time

Night of McKinley Production 2011

Kurt and Blaine stood to join in the standing ovation of the crowd in the McKinley High Auditorium, where Rachel had just finished belting out the show ending show stopping, number. The rest of the Warbler's were cat calling and whooping their congratulations, as the students from the play returned to the stage for their final bows and congratulations. Finn had been seated next to Kurt, and was cheering loudly for Rachel and Sam, who had played Tony and Maria respectively. Blaine had promised Wes that he and Kurt would attend the production, and then he would take Kurt out for their nine month anniversary, where they would later return to Blaine's house, and "make love", as Blaine had started calling it, when Wes and David started shouting it to the whole of Dalton, and Kurt blushed red. Their fight had only made Blaine want this more, because he wanted to show Kurt that he loves him, and he always will, and even if they disagree, they will still love each other, forever and always. As the lights came on in the auditorium, Kurt and Blaine followed the rest of the Warblers out to their respective cars, in the McKinley parking lot. Finn had promised he wouldn't tell Burt anything about Kurt and Blaine's post-performance plans, as long as they were "safe and didn't tell Carole about his and Rachel's post-performance plans" to which Kurt cringed, not just at the thought of Finn and Rachel, but the fact that it was Rachel. Demanding, controlling and self-centred Rachel...

Blaine and Kurt made it to Kurt's car before Wes and David caught up with them, winking at the two boys, and throwing innuendos out every chance they got. Blaine was ready to hit one of them, and Kurt was just red with embarrassment.

'Hey, congrats on nine months, have fun tonight, but for Perry's sake, make sure you use protection,' Wes said, grinning manically

'We're getting in the car now, and leaving you here. If you say that any louder, we're going to get bashed by Neanderthals, so please, shut up,' Kurt said, as both he and Blaine got into their respective sides of the car, Kurt winding the window down so they could still talk

'See you lovers tomorrow at Dalton, bright and early. We want to hear all about your night... well not the sex part, which can stay behind Blaine's bedroom door,' David said, winking

'Hey David, just cause you're not getting any doesn't meant we're going to give you any. We're leaving now,' Blaine said, as Kurt started the car and reversed out of the spot

...

Blaine had made reservations at Breadsticks for the dinner part of their night. Kurt pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and turned the car off, clicking off the seatbelt, and climbing gracefully out of the Navigator. Blaine was wringing his hands together, letting his nerves get the better of him, even though it's only dinner. Wes's words from the previous days were going around in Blaine's mind, and he was freaking himself out. All his nerves dissipated the moment Kurt took his hand, and they entered the restaurant, being led to a secluded table by their waiter, who looked oddly like someone from Dalton, but Blaine couldn't put a name to the face, and he'd left too quick for him to take a look at the nametag. The two boys sat down, opposite each other, Kurt immediately picking up the menu to hide his face from Blaine, whilst he had a mini freak-out. It was him who had this whole thing planned, so he shouldn't be nervous, but after everything Finn had said, and the Warblers, Kurt was afraid he wouldn't live up to the expectations of... why should I care about any one else's expec-tations? This is me and Blaine, not anyone else... stop freaking out Kurt. You're both new at this; you can work through it together... Kurt was broken out of his thoughts when the waiter came to take their orders, forcing Kurt to lose the only barrier he had between him and Blaine that could be used to shield embarrassment, or prevent him from saying something stupid. It seems Blaine was having the same problem, almost refusing to hand over the menu to the waiter, whose name he found out was Sebastian. Must be a freshman at Dalton, He wasn't there last year... Although, he does look familiar... I'll have to ask Wes about it... Why are you worrying about the waiter Blaine? This is your anniversary and Kurt is... Fucking HOT!

Blaine dropped his hand back onto the table with a thump, causing Kurt to look up at him, and quirk his eyebrow in confusion. Blaine just grinned, before picking up his glass of water and sculling it, whilst Kurt watched, eyes wide with amusement, sipping slowly at his own water. By the time Blaine had finished the glass, it had only been a minute, and everything was still the same, only now Kurt was talking to him about the performance, and Blaine was trying to say words, but all he could think was... Kurt... hot... sexy... naked... gorgeous... Kurt... Kurt... Kurt. Rather than saying anything out loud, Blaine simply hummed and nodded his agreement, smiling or shaking his head when he disagreed. By the time their food arrived, Blaine was a mess, and just wanted to jump Kurt right there... the way the light caresses his face, the way he eats, his smile, bright blue-green-grey eyes, shining in the dim candlelight, the waiter flirting... Waiter flirting...

'Are you quite done flirting with my boyfriend?' Blaine had asked before realising those words had left his mouth

'Ah, just let me know if you need anything else,' the waiter said, walking off quickly

'Blaine, babe, are you okay? You seem... flustered or something. Are you having second thoughts about-'

'No, god no. It's just... let's just eat, because the sooner we do that, the sooner we can leave and I can kiss you, and hold you close and I'm rambling again, and stupid undapper thoughts, and... What are you smiling about? I'm not nervous, I'm... I'm... Ooo look, food. Yum,' Blaine said, shovelling some broccoli into his mouth to shut himself up, whilst Kurt just giggled.

'I love you, you goof,' Kurt replied, smiling and shaking his head, whilst Blaine just grinned.

...

The rest of their date had been filled with silly banter, and talk about Rachel and Finn's lame attempts to hide the fact that they're dating each other. Kurt had offered to pay the bill, but Blaine bet him too it, when Kurt excused himself to the restroom. Not long after, they left, heading towards Blaine's house, to continue their romantic evening. As they got closer to the Anderson house, Blaine became more and more flustered, and trying to calm himself down, was failing, because Kurt was beside him, and when Kurt's around, it's pretty much impossible for Blaine to form thoughts, let alone talk himself out of a panic, or anxiety attack. It wasn't until they were already inside and heading towards Blaine's bedroom that he was able to calm himself down, taking deep breaths, and holding Kurt's hand was helping, well, that was until Blaine had closed the door to his bedroom, and pushed Kurt up against it, kissing him almost fiercely. Kurt reciprocated by wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist, pulling the boy closer to him, feeling the heat from his body, powering thought his own, pushing him backwards to the bed, whilst undoing his shirt and pushing it off his body.

Blaine was lying on his bed whilst Kurt straddled him. Both boys were now shirtless, and exploring each other's bodies. They hadn't talked about positions, figuring that they'd just do what came naturally when they were in the moment. Blaine flipped them over so he was the one straddling Kurt, kissing a line down the expanse of Kurt's porcelain torso, to the waistline of his pants. Blaine looked up at Kurt, who nodded, letting Blaine know that it was okay for him to continue. Slowly, Blaine slid Kurt's pants off, and threw them onto the floor as he took in his completely naked, but completely gorgeous boyfriend. It didn't take long before Blaine was completely naked too, and Kurt took a moment to admire his boyfriend, before pulling him in for another kiss.

'Are you sure you're completely ready for this Kurt? I don't want us to rush into anything,' Blaine said, as he reached into his bedside table for the bottle of lube and a condom

'Blaine, I'm sure. I don't want to wait; I want to experience this with you. I love you and I trust you. If you're not ready we don't have to, but I am,' Kurt replied

'Okay. But if at any point we want the other to stop, we'll just say no judgements. We're both new to this,' Blaine said, as he began to prep Kurt

'Okay. I can- oh my fucking god' Kurt gasped as Blaine pushed a finger into Kurt, waiting for confirmation from Kurt before he kept going.

'You know, you're hot all the time, but when you swear like that and talk dirty, it really turns me on...' Blaine said, as Kurt nodded, and Blaine pushed a second finger in, stretching his boyfriend

...

Kurt arched his back, moaning as Blaine pressed another finger in, stretching him out further, before pulling out to put on the condom. This was going to be the hardest part, and Kurt was mentally preparing himself, watching as Blaine lubed himself up, before pressing the tip of his cock into Kurt, slowly moving, so he was all the way in. Kurt moaned, and grabbed the bed sheets in hands, waiting for the pain to dull. Blaine kissed Kurt, whispering that he loved him over and over, making sure they were both comfortable, and ready. When Kurt nodded and told Blaine to, "Fucking move already" he chuckled, before moving out and thrusting back in, making Kurt moan his name, and grip the sheets tighter. Blaine pressed himself against Kurt, as he gained momentum, the heat and tightness of Kurt bringing him to the brink, made him cry out in pleasure. They both came at the same time, Blaine pulling out, before collapsing onto the bed beside Kurt.

'That was... wow!' Blaine said, as they cleaned up, and pulled on their boxers before returning to cuddle under the covers

'Yep, it was. We totally have to do that again, only we're swapping next time,' Kurt said, smiling

'Abso-fucking-loutely. Don't think we're not doing that again, because we are... you're like a fricking god you know that?'

'Tired Blaine, love you,'

'Love you too Kurt...'

The two boys drifted off in a deep sleep, dreaming of each other, and the night they had spent together...

End Flashback

March 1st 2021

The room was small. It was big enough to hold three chairs, a bed, a small couch, a TV and all the machines, but it was still small, and painted a horrible shade of yellow. Blaine had called Burt and Carole to fill them in on what was happening, but there was no change from one week ago. All of the New Directions and Warblers had been called and notified, and some who were still in Lima had made the trip out to Westerville to see them. It's not like anything was going to happen. The doctors had assured Blaine that it was the amount of stress, combined with not taking medication that caused Kurt to collapse last Monday. Needless to say, it's the first of March, and Blaine isn't feeling any better about Kurt waking up, it has been a week. Then again, he told Kurt to Hold on, so why can't he? He's not giving up on ten years of history, just because the doctors give Kurt a fifty-fifty chance of waking up. He's still got sixteen months left, and if Kurt doesn't fight for himself, than Blaine sure as hell will.

Rachel and Puck were sitting on the couch on the far side of the small room, neither saying a word, but each of them expressing their feelings about Kurt's condition through the way they're sitting with each other. Quinn and Blaine were talking softly by the bed, the latter not letting go of his husband's hand. Greta and Carole had taken all the children back to the Anderson's to prepare lunch, and keep them occupied. Aliyah had started asking questions to her papa, and Blaine was struggling to answer all of them, and keep his eyes dry, which was proving harder and harder, as he listened to the machine's beeping, keeping his husband alive. Finn had returned to the room carrying a plate of food and Blaine's guitar. Finn smiled, handing the instrument to his brother-in-law, and explaining to the room that anytime he wants to get feelings out, he sings them. Blaine knows this, he's a musician with three hit albums, Finn knows this; he's a record company CEO. Blaine looks around the room at the few members of New Directions, and then nods to Quinn, who takes the first lines of the song...

(See Authors Note at the end for name of this song. I do not own)

You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand
When it gets cold
And it feels like the end
There's no place to go
You know I won't give in

(Ahhh Ahhh)
No I won't give in
(Ahhh Ahhh)

Rachel, Finn, Puck and Blaine join Quinn for the chorus, linking their hands with each other, whilst Blaine plays the guitar, not moving his eyes from Kurt.

Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say (Nothing you could say)
Nothing you could do (Nothing you could do)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Finn takes the solo for the next verse, tears forming in his eyes. No one notices that Burt, Carole and Greta had arrived, and were standing in the doorway with the children, watching as they sang to Kurt.

So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late, this could all disappear
Before the doors close
And it comes to an end
With you by my side I will fight and defend

(Ahhh Ahhh)
I'll fight and defend

(Ahhh Ahhh)
Yeah, yeah

Blaine smiled at Quinn as she placed her free hand on his shoulder, and she and Rachel broke into the second chorus, Finn and Puck harmonising in the background... Sort of like old times...

The room was filled with an instrumental, and then Rachel nodded to Blaine who took the solo for the bridge, tears filling his hazel eyes, as he sang...

Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny
Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da

They all re-joined hands and the room were filled with five voices singing and harmonising, letting their emotions free, and sending a message to Kurt at the same time.

Keep holding on

(Ahhh Ahhh) (Ahhh Ahhh)
Keep holding on

There's nothing you could say (Nothing you could say)
Nothing you could do (Nothing you could do)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on (Keeep Holding On...)

The others stopped singing to let Blaine say the last line, tears falling down his face as he reached out to clasp Kurt's hand.

'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

The adults couldn't help but clap, forcing the five singers to look around abruptly at the knowledge that they had an audience, which now, not only consists of their children, but their parents and some of the nursing staff at Westerville Memorial. Blaine placed his guitar on the floor by the couch so it would be out of the way and smiled, pulling his mother into a hug, whilst Quinn and Rachel cooed over the children. Puck and Finn were standing by Kurt's bed, just watching their families, neither one of them saying a word, that unspoken bond between them the only thing they need to keep their friendship intact. Had it been anyone else, Finn probably would have asked them to leave, or left himself, but Puck is his best friend, and he's not going to deny that to anyone. They've gotten closer, surprisingly, and Finn knows that somewhere down the road, he and Puck are going to be okay again. Not that it matters right now, he shouldn't be focussing on his strained relationship with Puck when his brother is lying unconscious in a hospital bed, dying of cancer. Finn, to be honest, is having a hard time dealing with everything. Sure, he's talked to his parents and to Quinn, but he needs Kurt. Kurt is the reason he's the person he is today. Without Kurt, he's just... Finn. He's not the CEO of his record company, he's the bully who cares more about his reputation than anything or anybody else, and he can't be that person again. He wont be that person again... Finn sat in the spare chair of the left side of Kurt's bed, whilst Blaine was on the right, and the other's were sharing the small couch. 'Everything's going to be okay, Kurt's strong, he'll pull through... he has to' Finn told himself...

...

The day dragged on, but no one wanted to leave. Carole and Burt had taken Aliyah, Renee, April and Lucas home with them, whilst Rachel and Puck stayed at the hospital, their son Bailey choosing to stay with them. Blaine wanted everyone to leave them alone, but he couldn't ask without sounding mean, or like he wasn't grateful for them, being here to help and support them. In fact, he's glad they're even in their lives at all, after the way they were told about Kurt's condition. Rachel was humming show tunes under her breath, her head on Puck's shoulder, waiting for anything that would wake Kurt up, and make everything okay again. It's eating into the time they're meant to be spending together, and it's eating Blaine up, because he knows Kurt wouldn't want to spend any more time in the hospital than he has to. The clock ticked on six pm, and Finn, Quinn, Rachel and Puck left to go have dinner and get out of the room for a while. Blaine refused to leave Kurt's side, wanting to be there when he wakes up, so he can help Kurt remember what's going on. It had started pouring down outside about two hours ago, so he had warned the others to drive carefully, because he'd never forgive any of them if they ended up in here, and neither would Kurt. Finn, with a chuckled, had promised none of them would get into a crash, and left with Puck, the two looking more comfortable than they did when they first got here. Blaine hadn't been the only one to notice the tension between the two best friends, but he didn't bring it up with either Finn or Puck, instead, he spoke to Kurt about it, and found out, that Finn and Rachel have started talking again, and their relationship, whilst purely platonic, is awkward now that they're married to different people. Puck knows that Finn was Rachel's first, and as much as he wanted it to be him, he knows that she can never give him that, and it's what scares him the most. Kind of like Quinn and Finn. Puck was Quinn's first, and even though it was a long time ago, he still remembers the feelings he had for the blonde ex-cheerleader back then, and it does kind of scare him. Not in the usual Puck-screams-like-a-girl-way, but in the way that, even though he loves Rachel, and has a family with Rachel, having a close bond with his ex could bring up those feelings, and he can't do that to Finn, not again...

Blaine was holding Kurt's hand, his head resting on his arms on the edge of the bed. He wasn't asleep, but his eyes were closed, trying hard to remain open, but soon to give into the fact that he could inevitably fall asleep, and most likely miss Kurt waking up. The thunder rumbled, and Blaine's head shot up. He didn't like thunderstorms when he was a teenager, and he still doesn't like them now. Usually, during a thunderstorm, he and Kurt would snuggle together in their bed, watching movies, and talking about whatever came to their minds. The snuggling part, Blaine can do, but the talking... he really just wants to talk to his husband, to tell him how much he loves him, and how he's never going to let him go.

'I love you Kurt. Please, come back to me, back to us. We all need you, and love you,' Blaine said, kissing Kurt's forehead and snuggling onto the hospital bed with him

'Ah, Blaine, what are you doing?' Burt asked, entering the room

'Cuddling with Kurt, because there's a thunderstorm, and that's what we always do when there's a storm. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I hate thunderstorms. My kids are braver than me, and they're five and two,' Blaine said, not moving from the bed

'It's okay to be scared babe; no one will judge you... well, except maybe my dad. Oh, and I love you too Blaine,' Kurt answered, opening his eyes, to look at Blaine

'KURTIE!' Blaine shouted, attaching their lips, and hugging him tightly, whilst Burt just crossed his arms, shaking his head and chuckling at the scene before him...

A/N: Song is 'Keep Holding On' by Avril Lavigne off her album 'The Best Damn Thing'.