Blaine's parents are my OC's and not the ones from the series. (If you want to see them in character they are in chapter G of Barole A to Z)

This is written in the same universe as parts of Barole A to Z and Dancing in the rain. Which means that it's AU after the end of series five. Blaine's dad's name is Simon and he is not a very nice man but travels around most of the time. So does Blaine's mum named Jade. Finn is dead, and Kurt and Blaine engaged. But Alice the dog exists too. In this Kurt is about 20-21 and Blaine about 19-20.

Y is for Yolo

"Please Kurt?"

"No."

"Please"

"No"

"Pretty pretty please"

"No."

"What the heck Kurt? Yolo for Christ's sake. You only live once and it's worth taking the risk." With that, my perfectly wonderful fiancé looked up at me and sighed. "You know that I'll get what I want sooner or later." I blinked with my big, hazel eyes. "You love me way too much when I look at you like this." I pulled on my best puppy dog eyes. "Pretty? Pretty?" Kurt sighed and threw his head backwards.

"Why do I even try to tell you no. Okay then. But only once."

"YAY."

I got onto my feet and pulled the skiing equipment we had borrowed from God knows where on. Kurt came into the hallway too but he did it a lot slower than I did since I was more excited. Snow pants, thick jacket. Gloves, beanie. Some weird kind of skiing shoes that we would be able to attach to the slalom skis. And at last we both looked to the helmets we had been asked to use.

"Nuh- uh. If you only live once I'll just be taking the risk with not wearing it. Besides, if you only live once I'd like to keep my hair good for the week it would take to get back to something like good after wearing this." I put it down again, but Kurt well… he was wiser than me so he put on his before we moved outside and got to the lift and then higher and higher up on the mountain of a hill.

"No, no, no." Kurt promised me when we stood on the top and I wanted Kurt to start going down so I could too. "I am not doing this. I am not doing it. I hate you for getting me into this. I hate you! No way am I doing it!" I sighed and shook my head- then tried to come up with something that would let me get what I wanted.

Well… it had worked so far!

"Yolo Kurt. You only live once. So why not do as much as you have the time for and fight your fears to make your whole life a very good one?"

Kurt moaned. But he couldn't fight against what I had just said and slowly, without letting go off my hand he steered his skis over the edge. And while he started going downhill, with me right behind even though we had to let go of each other's hands. It went faster, and faster, and faster. And I looked downwards the steep hill and hoped that Kurt would be able to stay on his feet until the bottom of the hill.

"BLAINE." His screeching shout interrupted my thoughts. "I HATE YOU AND YOUR YOLO." I grimaced slightly, and it wasn't because of the cold wind of the speed that were stinging in my face while I tried to get closer to him. It was probably not the best of ideas. But in my panicking and very much protective state I couldn't see another way to protect my fiancé. "I'M GONNA FALL."

Just as Kurt had shouted for the last time I came close enough to grab onto his arm. Then Kurt actually did fall and I was ripped with him. Right before we tumbled as a mess of arms, legs and skiing equipment down the hill for what felt like forever. In some way I loosened myself from Kurt after a bit, and then I lost him.

"Ow my head." When I finally stopped tumbling I moaned and held a hand to the side of my head where I had bumped it into… well I wasn't exactly so sure what. "Kurt? Kurt? KURT?" My voice went louder and more panicky for every time I called his name. "Kurt? Kurt?" When I saw his red, green and yellow beanie sticking up behind a pile of snow a few meters away from me I turned to the ski shoes and somehow managed to get the skis of my feet. "Kurt? Kurt?"

The few meters seemed like miles and miles running over to him not knowing if he was alright. Damn it! Why had I gotten him to come skiing with me? And slalom shoes were big and clumsy and not meant to run in. So it felt like ages before I had come around that pile of snow and fell to my knees by Kurt's head and wiped off snow from his cheeks that seemed even more pale than usual.

"Kurt? Kurt? Oh please don't be dead. Please don't be dead." I ripped off the big, clumsy gloves and laid my hands on either side of his face. God he was cold as ice. "Please don't be dead." I ripped off my scarf and lifted Kurt's head from the hard snow carefully to put my scarf under. "Please don't say that I have killed you." I crawled even closer. "Please?" I couldn't think clear, my head was dunking and I supported on my elbow while leaning down to kiss him. "Please don't be dead."

"Blaine?"

It wasn't more than a whisper right after I had leaned back up. But it was perfectly enough to know that at least he was alive. And he coughed weakly a couple of times before he looked up.

"Yes, baby it's me."

"What happened?"

"We fell in the skiing hill. I'm okay. Are you okay?" Kurt hesitated for a few seconds and whimpered slightly. That was when I really knew he was okay because if he was he'd never let anyone know if he wasn't. "What is it baby? Where does it hurt?" I quickly looked over his body to see if he was bleeding from somewhere. And it took several seconds before Kurt had gathered enough of strength to talk to me and answer.

"My leg. And my head. I'm cold."

I quickly realized that we needed help. But Burt and Carole had left us alone at the cabin and I had no idea when they would be back. And there wasn't any phone service here which didn't really matter anyway since I wouldn't be able to use my phone with freezing fingers despite big and clumsy gloves. That I ripped off to be able to use my hands. I also ripped off my own jacket and got it around Kurt before I pulled the skis of his shoes- they could lie here until further notice. And so I grabbed him under the arms and crawled backwards pulling him after me.

"OW." Kurt's shout echoed down the hill. "Blaine that hurts." I grimaced. I didn't want to hurt him even more. But I couldn't see another way to do it so I continued with pulling him after me. And while we continued getting closer and closer to the cabin I prayed to God that Burt and Carole would be back.

The very last, and the very worst and heaviest parts with pulling Kurt after me was when we were by the cabin and I had to pull him up the porch steps and over the threshold. Kurt whimpered slightly, but seemed a bit knocked out while I finally could open the door and pull him after me. From the cold and snowy hill.

The door fell closed after us as soon as Kurt's feet were inside the house and suddenly… When I didn't have to fight anymore everything was just spinning so, very badly. I tried to locate myself and figure whether Burt and Carole were back yet. But that hard thinking was making me nauseas and even more dizzy. Until everything was just a big blur.

"Oh my God. What happened?" Carole's voice sounded loud and worried through the small cabin. "Burt, come quick." More footsteps, then again as they both came running over to us. And I fought not to let that warm, comforting dark surround me.

"Hey, you're back." It was just more than a whisper, and then I fell onto my back and collapsed right onto the warm, hallway matt. And blacked out.

"Honey?" Next thing I knew was Carole's voice and something cold against my face. I tried to push it away. "No, don't push it away." I opened my eyes carefully- or rather my eye since that whatever was cold was held right to my other one. "It's just ice." I looked up at Carole for a second, then closed my eyes again. "No, no. Stay with me honey."

"Kurt."

"He's okay." I finally breathed out at Carole's answer. "You've got each concussion and bumps on the back of your heads. We think that Kurt might have a broken ankle. And you're going to get a big black eye to show off with. Isn't that a bit cool honey?" I sighed. How could I had gotten into this? "We called for an ambulance. And did you know that this far up. They send a snow mobile to take you down to the road and a waiting ambulance. Now that is cool!" She silent for a second or two. "Now, what happened honey?"

"We crashed."

"In the skiing hill?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, honey."

I opened my eyes slightly again, even though I couldn't see very much on either. One felt so achy and swollen that I could barely get it open at all. And with both I was so dizzy the spinning was making me nauseas. So I just closed my eyes, and waited for only a minute before we heard the sound of a snow mobile outside and then footsteps and knocking on the door.

"Have we come to the right place?"

Carole answered the two men- younger than her, but I was too loopy to figure out what age they were in. And told them about what had happened. But I was mostly concentrated on the fact that when Carole's voice blended with the men's, along with Kurt and Burt's voices from the other room and a shout from Kurt when he had obviously tried to support on his hurt leg.

"I can't believe all of this is my fault." I thought and closed my eyes, but still let, as far as I could feel Carole. To support me to walk outside, where I slightly opened my eyes and lifted my leg over the seat of a snow mobile. Kurt sat down in front of me and one of those men on the back to keep an eye on the both of us while the other one sat down in front of Kurt and turned the key.

The light from the snow and the light grey skies was making my head in. So after a quick glance to Burt and Carole, who stood on the porch both frowning. I closed my eyes but still fought to keep awake during the way to a waiting ambulance where Kurt got on the stretcher but I had to ride in the front. Leaning against the cool window with an ice pack to my head.

Honestly, both before and after we got to the hospital I was so dizzy and somewhat blacked out I barely knew what was happening. I got back to reality piece by piece. But it became a bit annoying when I couldn't fully remember why both I and Kurt had concussions, why mine was a lot worse, and why Kurt's ankle was broken.

No seriously. Have you ever tried having a bad injury without knowing where it came from? It's annoying. Very annoying!

"Hello boys." I was almost back to reality. And looked up without lifting my head when the door to our room opened and Burt and Carole came in. I held a finger to my lips but showed them to be quiet, but the sound of Burt's voice had already woken him up and he tiredly looked up. "How you're doing bud?" Burt walked over to Kurt's bed, Carole followed him and I leaned back against my pillow. I turned my back against the rest of the room and fought against the tears.

It was not that I was jealous of Kurt because his dad and stepmum had gone straight to him while no one to me. It was just that… well, I was jealous of Kurt since that meant his family was here. While my parents didn't know about it. And if they did my mum would want to come while my dad would hold her back and saying that they'd come later. While all of us knew they'd never come anyway.

My thoughts were interrupted by Kurt saying see you later Blaine. And when I turned my head for just a second I could see he sat in a wheelchair, wrapped in a blanket and Burt pushing him while Carole held the door open. I didn't look for long enough to see if she went with them, but I just took it for granted that she did and turned back against the wall and wrapped my blanket tighter around myself just as I heard footsteps confirming that Carole hadn't left with them.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." I answered her question and forced myself not to snivel or sob. "I'm fine. Just a bit tired. Where did they go?" Carole sighed and I felt her sitting down on the side of the mattress in the bed I laid in and then felt her hand on my shoulder but I just shook it off. "I'm fine. Really. Where did they go?"

"Burt wanted to get something to eat. And Kurt went with him to make sure he didn't get something way too unhealthy. Honey… I can tell you're not fine. Talk to me." I shook my head into the mattress- knowing Carole I knew she would never just let it go. "Is there something I can do for you? Something you need? Or did you just feel alone and somewhat jealous when we went to Kurt?" I had wanted to glare at her, but if I did she'd only see the tears. And besides- no one had ever cared in the way Carole just did.

"I'm not jealous because you went right over to Kurt when you came here…" I told her, truthfully. I hadn't been meaning to answer. But for a minute I couldn't even choose that myself and I turned around and faced Carole. "I was jealous because Kurt had his family here." I couldn't help to let hear a trembling sob.

"Oh sweetheart." Carole put her arm around me and pulled me close. "Come here. It's okay." When she started stroking my hair I couldn't keep it in anymore and started trembling with sobs that I still fought to keep silent. "Just let it out honey. I'm right here." After a few choking sounds I couldn't keep quiet anymore and buried my face in her shirt. "That's okay."

"I want my mum."

"I know honey."

"If Kurt would have died the last thing he would have said to me was that he hated me and my yolo… shouted actually."

"Honey, you don't die from falling in a falling hill. And Kurt's injuries are going to heal just like yours are. Soon enough you will both be as good as new."

"I was really scared. More for Kurt than for myself."

"I know honey… I know."

Carole didn't even make an intention to move away or scold me for being such a baby. Not like my dad would have done anyway. Or seemed as tense and waiting for it to stop like my mum. It could probably have been hours before I would stop crying and pull away if I knew her right. But it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before I decided I would have to have stopped before my fiancé and his dad were back. And while the sobs were calming down by themselves I fought to make the progress faster and sat up.

"I'm sorry. I'm such a baby."

"Shush honey." Carole scolded. "You're not a baby. You're perfectly allowed to cry and feel sad… Adults cry too you know." I nodded- I knew that. Only it didn't really feel like it. "I cry often. Now. Honey." She reached for a box of tissues that stood on a table a bit away from me and handed it to me. "What are you thinking about? You look so far away."

"Sometimes it doesn't take a person who comes to cheer you up. But simply someone who stays and lets you feel down… Like you. Or kind of like my dad if you wonder about that first one. My mum's a bit in the middle… sorry I'm just babbling."

"That's okay Blaine. Babble as much as you'd like."

"Then I'll stop now."

Carole smiled, and I sunk back towards the mattress which was put so I could still keep sitting and put my head back towards the pillow. Carole then moved a bit and started playing with my hair- oh boy! If my hair would have been messy after wearing that helmet it would have been nothing to what it would become now. But for once I just couldn't bother to think about my hair and just silently let Carole continue until a few minutes later when the Hummel's arrived back into the room.

"Here Blaine." I cheered over the portion of burger and fries Kurt reached me. Kurt himself pulled the plastic of a pack with sushi. Yuk! "I can't believe you're going to eat that calorie- filled junk."

"Don't offend my food." I opened the Fanta bottle Burt had reached me with a cold glare. I had been meaning to continue joking, but with the look Burt sent me I swallowed and turned away. When I looked to Carole she was only shaking her head and smiling. And I had a feeling Carole and Burt would get into a discussion about whether Burt should be angry with me or not when they weren't around us anymore.

"Aren't you two going to eat anything?" I turned to Carole to try and switch the subject from Burt being angry with me. "It's kind of late so you must be hungry too. You can have some of mine." I reached the box with French fries towards Carole who shook her head. "Yeah, that's probably good since I'm really hungry. Aren't you two going to eat though?"

"We'll be leaving you now and get a room in the hospital hotel. We'll get some food ourselves from the cafeteria and eat there." Carole took her jacket and her bag. "We were leaving tomorrow anyway so no point with staying at the cabin. Especially not if it's going to take forty five minutes- at least to get to you… and yes, for your information. I'm only babbling because I don't want to leave you here."

Carole smiled, then placed a kiss on Kurt's forehead, turned around and did the same for me. Burt stood with the door open but still had to more or less pull Carole with him for her to leave me and Kurt alone in the dark room- not that I complained though… well, at least not until I realized exactly how dark it was. And exactly how much it just smelled like hospital. And after many ifs and buts with myself I tip- toed over the floor to Kurt's bed.

"Go away Blaine. Sleep. It's night."

"Can't I sleep in the same bed as you?" I begged with my cutest voice. "Pretty, pretty please." Kurt opened his eyes just barely and glared at me. "I know all of this was my fault baby. Maybe if you let me come up I can make it right." I snuggled close to his neck without moving my feet from the floor and Kurt closed his eyes and sighed.

"Blaine, I feel dizzy, and nauseas. I really can't stand you right now. And I'm angry with you for making all of this happen when originally I didn't want to go skiing at all." I frowned. "And I'm angry at myself for giving in. And not taking it carefully or anything. So this wasn't all your fault, and I know you were only trying to help."

"I'm dizzy and nauseas too." I wasn't wise enough to give in. "I think it might be because of the pain killers. Or the concussions. Or both." Kurt sighed. "Please let me sleep in the same bed as you. I don't want to be on my own in a big and dark hospital room. Pretty? Pretty?"

"I think it would be against the rules."

"Yolo Kurt. You only live once so screw the rules." Kurt moaned. "Okay, I won't say that anymore but please let me sleep with you. Pretty? Pretty?" I pouted and pulled on my sweetest puppy eyes in a way that Kurt would never be able to say no to along with the cutest tone in my voice like a little child. "Please?" Kurt sighed.

"Fine then." Kurt tried to scoot to the side. "Help me move my leg." I quickly put my pillow and covers and carefully moved the pillows under Kurt's foot to the side before I crawled up. "And Blaine?" I had gotten up and without saying anything nodded my head against his chest. "Yolo also means that… while you're here you should love as much as you possibly can and let go of anger and blame." I nodded again. "It wasn't your fault what happened. And I still love you. Blaine?"

I didn't speak an answer. But as good as I could in my drowsy state I started singing on teenage dream- our song. Until I yawned in the middle of the first refrain and couldn't get myself to continue. And when I actually did speak again, it was drowsily and I had a feeling that it was the same for Kurt.

"Kurt?"

"Mhm?"

"I love you too. And if yolo is true. Then I'll spend the rest of this one and only life to love you as much as I possibly can."

Only one chapter left now. The last chapter will possibly be continuing after where I finished chapter H for Hospital. So if you don't remember what happened in that one you might want to go back and eye through it.

"Sometimes it doesn't take a person who comes to cheer you up. But simply someone who stays and lets you feel down" is a quote I came up with just a two weeks or so ago. I'm so wise sometimes aren't I?

Random fact

At least from now on (the fourteenth of September) and until next week I only work about four hours a day. And since there are so little buses to my area I have to go in early and leave late. So I've brought a laptop to my mum's work so I can write while waiting. At home I'm currently writing on chapter W for Wrong. But when I was deciding on what chapters to write on with this laptop. I decided on this one since I thought that then when I've finished W (Still a good bit left) and X I can just put this one up and it will go faster to finish the story.

(I no longer work at that place. But it took a while to get on with this chapter. Which is because now I have both W and X finished and up)