A/N: Thank you for the reviews, I am glad that I haven't lost all of my readers for this story :)

I'm sorry about the shortness of this chapter, I'm really far behind with coursework deadlines so I didn't have time to make this chapter longer, but I think it ends where it's needed so I will have more to write for the next chapter :D

Thanks to Shelly for getting this back to me quickly, even when she's not feeling 100% she's amazing! Love ya!

Chapter 26

"I don't think I want to tell Charlie that we are ready to get better." Kurt whispered. It was the day after Blaine had confessed what had happened to him, and Kurt had spent all night tossing and turning in bed with the images of a young Blaine being so badly hurt in his dreams. It had been the first time his nightmares hadn't been about himself and he wasn't quite sure what to make of it, all he knew was that he would rather see himself being torn apart than ever see it happening to Blaine again.

"Why?" Blaine frowned as he tore a slice of toast apart. Kurt rolled his eyes at the mess Blaine was making, his eyes stuck on the crumbs. Blaine's eyes followed his and he wiped them away with a napkin. Kurt felt as though he could breathe again now that the dirt was gone.

"If we tell him that we are trying so hard and something happens and we can't do it... He'll think we can't do it." Kurt whispered.

"You don't like people seeing you fail?" Blaine asked gently.

"No. I don't. It's weak. And being weak is exactly why I'm here." Kurt sighed, his voice irritated. Why couldn't Blaine see that?

"Okay." Blaine sighed. He had more to say on the matter but didn't want to push it anymore. "For now we can do it just the two of us."

"Thank you." Kurt whispered. He was a little surprised that Blaine had dropped it so quickly but he knew he would be hearing more about this later.

"We should make a little list or something in the library today. Little goals we think we should both be aiming for." Blaine said before finishing his toast.

"Okay." Kurt nodded. "So you do one for me and I do one for you?"

"Exactly." Blaine nodded. "I think that way they might be a little more challenging."

"Great." Kurt sighed.

"But not impossible." Blaine assured him.

"Not impossible." Kurt repeated.

Kurt was sitting on his chair at the library, notebook and pen in his hand as he stared at Blaine who was scribbling away somewhat excitedly on his piece of paper. His school work had come and he was using that to lean on. Kurt couldn't imagine Blaine at school, he had no idea what the curly haired boy would have been like. He made a note to ask him about it.

Back to his list for Blaine, it was empty. He wanted so much for the other boy but he had no idea where he should start. Kurt sighed and started to scribble some things down, half of which he wasn't sure if it made sense or not.

"I've finished." Blaine grinned an hour later.

"You have?" Kurt smiled, he wasn't too sure if he had finished himself but he had a few things down that he was sure to help Blaine.

"Yes. Let's go to our tree and we can show each other what we have done."

"Okay." Kurt smiled, his stomach twisting nervously. What if Blaine had so much written down about him? That would mean that Kurt had a long way to go before he was better! And what if it was only one or two things, then did that mean that Blaine didn't care about him?

"Only if you want to." Blaine said, picking up on Kurt's nerves.

"I do." He nodded

"Then let's go." Blaine pulled himself up and walked out of the library, turning his head to make sure Kurt was following him. Which he was.

"I have got these." Blaine smiled looking proud. "And some sound really silly but I think that it will help."

"Okay. Can you read them to me?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Course. Okay. First one I put was to smile more because you have a beautiful smile. And smiling means that you're happy and I want you to be happy."

Kurt blushed and looked down sheepishly, a small smile trying to hide itself from Blaine.

"The next one is to wear more colour."

"Why?" Kurt frowned.

"Finn told me how you used to wear these amazing outfits. Designer and bright and I think you should be true to yourself and wear them."

"I don't think I can." Kurt whispered, his hands starting to pick at his knees nervously.

"Why not?" Blaine asked gently.

"I just can't!" Kurt snapped. "This was a stupid idea. I'm going to my room." Kurt stood up and left his list on the floor and before Blaine had a chance to follow him, Kurt was gone.