AHHHHHHHHHHHH, it's been like months since I last updated this and for that I'm truly sorry. I hope you all can forgive me. I really hope you like it. So please let me know if you do… or if you don't. Doesn't matter to me. Just give me constructive criticism. Thanks and Enjoy!

The next few days went in a blur. I barely remembered any of it. When I went to school I couldn't concentrate, I had barely done any work and I knew I had been distant. But my mind kept drifting to my father. I couldn't shake the thoughts of what I would do if he left. Where would I go? I had no one. All of my family lived far away, and they disowned me once they found out I was gay. I could stay with Mercedes, or Finn or something, but I didn't want to be a burden.

I was standing at my locker, putting my books away when Mercedes came up to me. She too had noticed how distant I had been, and she didn't know how to be around me anymore.

I had given myself the title of loner.

She invited me to church. Something about dedicating it to my dad. I was hesitant, but how could I say no to a fabulous hat? I couldn't resist.

That day I went to the hospital like I did every day after school. I would sit at his bedside, hold his hand and tell him about my day.

"I'm going to church dad. I know, you tried to make me go that one time with Grandma Judy, but I didn't want to. But this… This is different. It's for you, dad."

I paused as tears rolled down my cheek for what seemed like the millionth time that week.

"Daddy, I need you. I need you to be here with me. I know it's selfish, but I need you more then you know. You are the only dad of a gay son that actually supports me. I don't know what I would do without you." I gripped his lifeless fingers tight. "I can't even imagine what it would be like to lose you. So please, just wake up."

I laid my head on his arm, keeping my hand in place, letting the emotions take over my body. As they stilled I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.

I knocked on the door lightly before walking in. The sight I saw made my heart soar. There was Kurt, head on the bed, possibly asleep. He looked like an angel. I drew a chair up beside him, tucking a lose strand of hair behind his ear, examining his red, tearstained cheeks.

I sighed. How much heartbreak can this boy bear? First he's bullied and now he might lose his father. I couldn't stand to have the thought floating around in my head.

I place my hand on the small of his back, rubbing small circles on it. He groaned.

"Where am I?" he asked in a low voice, rubbing his eyes.

"You're at the hospital. You just took a nap." He looked at me with wide eyes before leaning his head on my shoulder.

"Ugh, I hate crying. My eyes are so tired, I can barely open them." He said wiping his eyes once more before sitting up.

"I know. It sucks. But sometimes you just gotta-"

"Let it out. I know I know. You've been preaching it to me the last five days." Rolling his eyes as he said this.

He stood up and started pacing, as if lost in thought. He stopped and turned to me.

"Why are you here, Blaine? You have been here every day with me. You don't need to."

I stood up and walked over to him so I was just inches from his face. I felt him stiffen slightly at the sudden movement. I couldn't blame him for being bullied so many times.

"I do need to. I need to be here for you. What kind of a friend would I be if I let you go through this alone? I need to make sure you are alright." A tear escaped from his eye and I quickly brushed it away. "Obviously I know you aren't, but I want to try my hardest to help you get through this. You don't have to be alone."

He closed his eye, crossed his arms over his chest, the tears still coming. This was the first time I had actually seen him cry. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulling him close. He didn't move his arms, but he laid his head on my shoulder, tears seeping through my blazer. His body shook harder, as I rubbed his back gently.

"Thank you Blaine. How do I deserve a friend like you?" He pulled back, smiling through the almost stilled tears.

I smiled back, patting his arm. How I wanted to ask him right now. How I wanted to tell him how I really felt. But again, it was the wrong time and place. I settled on an in between.

"I really care about you Kurt. I will try to be the greatest friend I can be." Just then his stomach grumbled, telling him he needed food.

He brought his hand to his stomach, making a face.

"Go get dinner, I'll wait here. I already ate." He looked to his dad and nodded.

"I'll be back" he said with a smile turning to go out the door.

Once I had heard the door latch close, I took a seat next to the bed. I folded my hands, and rested my elbows on my knees, leaning forward. I searched for words, but they all seemed scattered.

"Mr. Hummel? I've only met you like once, but I have known Kurt for quite a few months. He is an amazing guy- man. Mr. Hummel, Kurt needs you to wake up. But, I also need you to wake up, for a couple reasons actually."I looked at his pale, lifeless face before continuing. "I hate seeing Kurt this broken. It breaks me. And Mr. Hummel, I love your son. Very much. And I would like to ask you something very important."

Can ya'll guess what he needs to ask? Yeah, I think you probably can. So anyway, I will try to update again soon. Probably only a few more chapters for this one. Till next time… READ AND REVIEW! Please?