So, it's been five days since I posted the first chapter and I currently have a bunch of big black power lines lying in my front yard – aka I have no power so I've literally got nothing to do. Ontop of the no power there's a thunder and lightning storm going on and even though it's 9:29 AM it's dark enough to be 9:29 PM. Maybe that is a bit of an exaggeration but hey, no power means no coffee maker means no coffee for Amanda. Do you realize how devastating that is for me?
So back to Klaine. I really don't have anything about this chapter to put in the AN so just enjoy.
I want to thank squiggl..giggle because she told me this story was "brilliant". I love you for that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, Kurt, Blaine or the lyrics to "Saving Amy" by Brantley Gilbert. Or any other part of the song. Or "Somewhere Only We Know" by Keane which literally pushed its way into this story all on its own.
Saving Kurt
Kurt ran around the apartment so fast her was nearly a flash. Running to the bathroom to fix his hair. Running to the bedroom to fix his outfit. Running to the front door to check if he was here yet.
He.
Kurt had a date tonight.
His first date in more than three years.
And he was nervous. So very nervous.
More nervous than I was that spring day at Dalton when I told him how I felt.
"Why did you choose me to sing that duet with?"
"Everybody has a moment where they go Oh! There you are. I've been looking for you forever." I took a deep breath and reached for his hand. "This week, watching you do 'Blackbird' I had that moment, about you. You move me Kurt, and this duet is just an excuse to spend more time with you." (1)
And then I kissed him.
And even though we spent so many years together that kiss, our first kiss, was my favorite. Everything was so new and foreign to both of us, and neither of us really knew what to do but that was okay because we didn't know what to expect either.
Don't get me wrong, every single one of the kisses we shared took my breath away but that first kiss, that was reason we had all those other kisses.
I still watch Kurt sometimes just to make sure he's alright. Because I promised him forever, and that's one promise I intend to keep.
And that's why I was watching as Kurt stubbed his toe on his nightstand. "Arrrrggggghhhhhh!" Kurt shouted picking up his foot and cradling it in his hand as he continued to hop to the front door.
Just as he got there the phone rang.
Murmuring more bad words under his breath Kurt returned to the kitchen and picked up the phone. He took a deep breath before saying. "Hello?" I followed him as he made his way back to the front door. "No he's not here yet Rachel, I wouldn't have answered the phone if he was." He opened the door and peaked out at the street. "It's only six-thirty, he's not supposed to be here until seven." Kurt shut the door and made his way back to the bedroom.
He stood in front of his full length mirror that hung on the back of his closet door and he explained, in detail, what he was wearing to Rachel. He laughed at something Rachel said and I got lost in the sound.
He had only recently started laughing again.
Hell, he really on just started talking again.
After I died he closed himself off completely. Barley spoke, barley listened, barley left the apartment.
No amount of talks and promises from our friends affected him.
That was worse than knowing I couldn't do anything, knowing that I was the reason he was like that. No I didn't purposely die, but my death caused the old Kurt, the one I fell in love with, to die to.
This new Kurt was so different from the man I was going to marry. He was more reserved, quiet. He was unsure of himself and everything around him. And I knew that almost everything he did or saw reminded him of me in some way.
Most of the time it was something good, happy that made him smile as a memory washed over him. But that didn't mean that he didn't end up in tears when he had to remember that I wasn't there to reminisce with him.
He turned the radio on as he walked back to the kitchen, chatting with Rachel about what he was going to do on his date. After a couple sentences, Rachel cut him off to say something and Kurt's smile twitched.
"I know, Rachel," he said. "I'm happy that I'm feeling happy again." He reached up and almost ran his hand through his perfectly coiffed hair, but stopped himself at the last minute. "I didn't think that I'd ever be okay again after Blaine-" he stopped talking. He closed his eyes for a moment, then went over the fridge and dug out a diet Coke. "I'll always love him." Kurt said as he opened the Coke. "But it's not healthy to act like it's possible for him to come back. Blaine would want me to be happy. I know that. And wallowing in self pity is not happy, nor is it flattering. I am going to get on with my life. I'm going to date, even though I know that I will never love somebody as much as I loved Blaine. And I am going to try to become happy again, all the time."
Kurt took a sip of the Coke as he listened to what Rachel was saying to him. But as the music on the radio changed, so did his posture. He went rigid. He froze, with the Coke can halfway to his mouth. The tears came at the same time as the lyrics.
I walked across and empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
Kurt choked out a sob and I saw the scene from McKinley's courtyard playing in his eyes.
I felt the Earth, beneath my feet
Sat by the river and I made me complete
Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
I could hear Rachel on the other end of the phone demand Kurt to tell he what was wrong. But I could tell that Kurt couldn't hear her. He couldn't even hear the song playing on the radio anymore. All he could hear was my voice, singing the lyrics. The voice of a nervous teenage boy in a blue and red blazer. And the voices of the other Warblers harmonizing behind me as we sang to a boy in a white jacket who was very near tears. A boy who threw his arms around me when the song ended, and whispered that he would never say goodbye to me.
Kurt sobbed again and sank to his knees. He placed the phone and the can of soda on the floor and dropped his head into his hands. "Oh god, Blaine," he whispered. "I can't do this,"
Yes you can! I wanted to shout at him. I tried to shout at him.
I wanted to pull him to his feet and shake his shoulders because he needed to do this. He needed to go on this date.
But I didn't have to pull him up because He opened the front door and called out, "Kurt?"
But Kurt was too caught up in the memory of when our love was just beginning to hear him.
"Kurt," he called again, stepping into the house. "I saw you through the window." He shut the door and started towards the kitchen. "Are you okay?" He squatted down next to Kurt and reached his hand out to his shoulder. "Kurt," he said again.
Kurt jumped back and stared at him.
"Liam!" Kurt gasped.
"Are you okay?" Liam asked again.
"Kurt!" We all heard Rachel's shriek through the phone and Kurt quickly scooped it up and put it to his ear.
"Sorry Rach," He said. "I'll explain later. Right now I got to go. Love you." And He hung up, knowing that Rachel wouldn't have stopped talking unless he didn't give her the chance to talk. "Liam." Kurt said again.
"I- I saw you through the window," Liam explained. "You looked so sad. And then you dropped down behind the counter and I couldn't see you anymore, and you didn't answer the door so I-"
"Shhhhh," Kurt said. "It's okay."
"Can I ask what's wrong?" Liam asked.
"This song," Kurt whispered.
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know?
"What about this song?"
"I told you that I was engaged once right?" Liam nodded. "Well, we didn't break up. He died, right after he proposed." Kurt sniffled. "We had been together since high school…" And Kurt launched into the story of how we met, and how we got together, and how I sang him this song. "I'm sorry," Kurt said when he finished. "That's a lot to lay on you on the first date." He wiped his eyes. "That is, if you still wanna go on a date with me."
Liam chuckled. "Of course I do, Kurt! And I am really glad you told me. Now I know you better."
Liam grinned at Kurt who smiled back. "Are you sure?" He asked. "It's a lot of baggage to deal with."
"I'm sure," Liam said. He reached over and took Kurt's hand. "It seems to me that you just need to have some fun. So let's go have some fun." He stood up, pulling Kurt with him.
"Okay, but let me fix my face first." Kurt pulled his hand away and walked to the bathroom. I followed him and stood in the doorway as he splashed water over his face. He got a wash cloth and gently patted his face dry. Then he stared at himself in the mirror. "You can do this," he whispered to his reflection.
I walked up behind him and got as close as I could.
"You could do this," I repeated even though I knew he couldn't hear me.
"I can do this," Kurt said as he worked his magic on his puffy red eyes.
When he was done he walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen. "Ready," he announced to Liam, who looked over and grinned at him.
"Then let's go." They made their way to the front door, oblivious to the fact that I was following them. I stood on the porch and watched as they got into Liam's car.
I smiled.
Because even from the porch I could see that Kurt was smiling too.
It was a little smile, tentative, but I knew by the time he came home that night the smile would be huge and genuine.
And that made me happy.
(1) This was recited from memory so I do apologize if I got it wrong.
*wipes brow* Few, that was longer than I expected it to be. Ususally I'm lucky if I can write something over 1,000 words and this one is nearly 2,000!
Anywhooo, I hope you enjoyed it!
And I think there is only gonna be one more chapter, for the last part of the song.
But I haven't started writing it yet so it will probably be about a week. That's what this one was, wasn't it?
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