Hours passed by and I still sat on the cold hospital floor, not daring to look up. Not to the ones who knelt in front of me, not the ones who placed their hand on my shoulder, no one who asked if I was alright, if I needed something. They didn't seem to understand. I didn't need something. I needed someone.

The night passed on slowly and soon it was morning. I hadn't slept all night. I needed food, but I couldn't muster up enough energy to get up. And I didn't want to go far.

Just then, I heard the door open beside me. I found all of my energy and quickly stood up to face a red eyed family. They all looked so broken. I wondered if I looked the same.

"Hey, buddy. He's sleeping now; we are going to go to the cafeteria to get something. How about you join us." Burt said, trying his hardest not to break down.

"No, I'm not really hungry. But thank you." I replied as nicely as I could.

"Honey, you need to eat something." Carole said, reaching over to gently squeeze my arm.

"I'm fine. Really. You guys, go ahead. I'll be fine." I lied. I wasn't going to be fine. I did need food, but it sounded unappetizing at the moment.

"Dude, I'm here for you." Finn said, concern washing over his face.

"Hey, don't. I'm here for you guys. Please, I'll be fine." I said, this time convincing them.

"O.K. Join us when you want. We won't be too long." He said, giving my shoulder a small squeeze before the three of them made their way to the elevator. Once I saw the elevator door's close I opened the door to Kurt's room and slipped inside. He looked so peaceful lying there.

I quietly made my way over to the chair beside his bed and put my hand over his. I sat there for a few minutes, thinking of nothing, when he woke up.

"What time is it?" He asked groggily.

"About 10 AM. Your parents went to get breakfast… or lunch. Whatever they're serving." I said with a slight chuckle.

He looked at me with concern. "Why didn't you get something?"

I lied saying, "I got something earlier. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"Blaine, you're not fine. I know it, and you know it too. This is breaking you. I can see it. But believe me when I say this, it's breaking me too. I just- I can't let my emotions fall as freely as you do. Sometimes it seems that I can, but right now… I don't even know what to feel." He groaned and let his head fall back against the pillows.

"What's wrong?" I asked, worried that he was in pain.

"Nothing. I'm just trying to imagine me, somewhere I don't even know, without you. It really is killing me inside."

"Kurt, I love you. I can't stand that I know I won't be able to have forever with you. Please, let's not think about it now." I noticed that the whole time I was just staring at an empty wall. I turned my gaze toward Kurt, whose eyes had filled with tears. As a tear fell, I brought my hand up to his cheek and brushed it away. Kurt looked defeated. He looked tired.

"How about you get some sleep. I'm staying right here, no matter what." I said reassuringly.

As I said this Kurt looked at me with a longing. I couldn't tell exactly what he wanted, but I found out soon. He carefully put his hands at his side and pushed up against the bed, slowly pushing himself to his left, making a space vacant.

"I don't want you to just sit there. Please, sleep with me. I want to feel your warm body against mine, just like that night after West Side Story."

"No", he had replied. Why wouldn't he want to? He looked happy, and I was glad to have everything straightened out, but why wouldn't he want to go to dinner with me?

"I want to go to your house."

Everything clicked now. I wanted to so badly jump up and down pull Kurt into a tight hug. But I contained my excitement.

As we lay there next to each other, it felt so right. Like he belonged to be on the other side of me. And that was one of the many moments that I realized, I wanted to be with him forever.

No, scratch that. I needed to be with him forever.

I came back to reality and climbed in next to him. I laid down on my side as Kurt scooted in closer to me, his back against my chest. I let my arm rest on his waist. As I did, he grabbed my hand with his, and intertwined our fingers.

"I love you so much" he said turning slightly so he could look me in the eyes. I could see it hurt him, physically and emotionally. But I could also see the meaning behind his words.

"I love you too. More then you'll ever know." I said with a smile. He turned back so he wasn't facing me anymore. I laid my lips on the back of his head and held it there. I wanted this moment to last forever. As I pulled back, he started playing with my fingers. It was soothing in a way, until he fell asleep.

As I listened to him breathe, all the memories came back. As I listened to the heart monitor beep his life, the first day we met came back. I gently sang.

"My heart stops

When you look at me.

Just one touch,

Baby I believe

This is real

So take a chance and

Don't ever look back

Don't ever look back."

I sighed and slowly drifted into a sleep, forgetting the troubles that lay ahead, forgetting everything that happened yesterday afternoon. All I could do was fall asleep with him in my arms.