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A female scream echoed through the house. Blaine jumped in alarm from his bed and quickly sped downstairs. His mother was holding a piece of paper, his father was reading over his wife's shoulder, and his sister was giddy; slightly bouncing up and down in front of her parents.

"What's going on?" Blaine stood by Danielle.

"I got my letter from Susan Knight's." Danielle announced and looked at her brother. She had been waiting for the letter for two months. She was even about to give up hope.

"What?" Blaine looked at the letter, "You got in?"

Danielle squealed and spoke one word, "Yeah!"

Blaine brought his sister into a hug. "I guess we didn't buy that camera for nothing then."

"Oh you're hilarious." Danielle said although she smiled.

Danielle applied to Susan Knight's Photography Arts School over two months pervious. The admissions office said only one hundred kids are accepted each semester. Danielle's family felt an enormous amount of pride.

And when pride is associated with Danielle, it usually meant that physically and/or emotion stress would surely follow.

The family of five had three weeks to get Danielle fully enrolled, packed, moved, and everything and anything else they could think of to where she would be ready to move in three weeks to a school, that would give her a basic college education while focusing on photography, that was an hour away from Columbus.

So when the second Friday of August came around, the family was getting ready to see off Danielle.

"Don't forget to call us when you get on the campus. And if you have any trouble, use the GPS. And if that doesn't work, feel free to call us – but only if you pull over or put the phone on speaker. And don't you dare text while driving." Melanie took a breath and looked at her daughter who just smiled a knowing smile.

"And… And know that I'll miss my baby." Melanie took a hold of Danielle's hand and squeezed.

Danielle's lip quivered and she brought her mother into a hug, "Mom, it'll be fine. Don't worry about me."

"I'll worry anyway. I'm your mother," Melanie smiled at her daughter when she pulled away.

She made her way over to her father and gave him a hug as well. "I love you, dad." She whispered in his ear.

Andrew smiled into the hug, "I love you too, Danielle."

Danielle bit her lip and went to the two brothers. The siblings all intertwined in a group hug and the brothers held on to their sister tightly.

"We are so proud of you," Eli said.

Danielle shook his head, "I'll miss you both, and you know that right?"

"Of course," Blaine answered.

Melanie spoke again, "Are you sure you don't want us to go with you? It would be no problem,"

Danielle pulled away from her brothers and turned to face her mother, "Mom, its fine. Trust me; you guys have all done enough. Let me do this on my own."

The family stood from the porch as they watched Danielle leave the driveway and down the road, out of sight. The brothers smile softly with satisfaction, while Melanie silently let the tears that formed in her eyes fall down her cheeks. Andrew's arm was around his wife in support.

Blaine was on his way back home from the grocery store when he passed the mall. He had stopped at a light that was red, and the events of what happened in that parking lot three months before came right back to him.

Blaine had begun to completely forget about Kurt. But he can't seem to get Kurt out of his head. Nothing would stop it. He would go to the mall with friends or family; Kurt. He would drive by the mall; Kurt. He would think about going to the mall; Kurt. His car would almost not start; Kurt. He even thought when his friend mentioned going to mass she had really said she was going to the mall.

But over time, especially with the help of Danielle, he forgot about Kurt.

A honk from the car behind him had snapped Blaine out of his thoughts and he realized that the light was green. Blaine quickly sped through the intersection. He looked in the rear-view mirror at the mall until it went out of sight, clueless as to why he even did.

Kurt had started thinking Quinn was lying about her new boyfriend. After he talked to almost all their mutual friends, he found out that no one had actually met him. And that she only told Mercedes what his name was.

And even though she gave a name, it seemed so common. Josh Miller. Mercedes and Kurt had been to Facebook and checked; even in Quinn's friends. No Josh Miller.

Mercedes and Kurt finally just went up to Quinn and demanded for them to meet this boy.

"Quinn, we want to meet Josh. A lot of people are thinking he doesn't even exist." Mercedes simply put.

Quinn bit her lip, "Okay, you two can meet him. But only you two can. Deal?"

Mercedes and Kurt looked at each other before they nodded their heads.

The next two days were mainly wasted as they waited for Quinn to make the call on when. The friends finally got out of Quinn why she doesn't really want to introduce him to any of the other friends.

"I don't want to push him away. I really like him, guys. And I don't want him to get cold feet about us when he meets the other… especially Sam."

"You have a point. Sam's been bugging me none-stop to tell him who you're dating. I think he wants to have some words with him." Mercedes nodded in agreement at Kurt's words.

Quinn rolled her eyes, "Of course he wants to. He's the ex-boyfriend. That's how he rolls, he claimed to me once."

The friends all laughed while the doorbell rang. Quinn firmly said she would get the door.

Kurt and Mercedes could slightly hear what was being said as Quinn's voice was first, "Hey,"

They heard a kiss, "Hey," a male voice said. Quinn's front door squeaked. "So I'm finally meeting your friends?"

"Just two, but they're nice. Kurt and Mercedes,"

The two went quiet and the door shut. Quinn and Josh walked in the living room hand-in-hand. Mercedes and Kurt put on smiles.

"Josh, this is Kurt and Mercedes. Guys, this is Josh Miller." Quinn smiled in encouragement to Josh.

Kurt looked over the boy; he had slightly curly black hair that lay above his eyebrows. He was a few inches taller than Kurt with a nice body build. Kurt smiled and shook Josh's hand. Mercedes followed suit.

A few hours later, the four of them were sitting in different places of the living room. "I saw Tim the other day," Quinn had confessed.

Kurt's face went to stone and he sat up straight, "Oh?"

"Yeah, he was at the mall with his new boyfriend." Quinn watched Kurt bite his lip. "Kurt, he's moved on. So should you."

Kurt squinted, "I have moved on. I just haven't been dating,"

Mercedes looked back and forth from Kurt and Quinn. Mercedes knew that this conversation wasn't going to end well.

"Kurt, please. You've been asked out by three different guys since Tim. You didn't even give them a chance."

Kurt clenched his jaw, "Quinn, I don't think this is the most appropriate thing to discuss in front of Josh."

Quinn caught a look at Josh, who looked confused. "Josh doesn't care. Do you, Josh?"

Josh scrunched up his eyebrows, "I'm confused." He looked at Mercedes for help and she just shrugged.

"I'm sure you don't want to hear about my dating situation." Kurt explained to the confused boy.

Before Josh could even reply, Quinn quickly said, "He doesn't care. He has a gay cousin!"

"I said nothing about gays. We're here to meet him, get to know him. He doesn't need to know about my so-called 'relationship problems', as you call it." Kurt gripped his hands in his lap and turned to Josh, "I'm sorry,"

Josh shook his head, "No, it's okay. But… uh, I don't want to start a fight here. So can we drop the subject?"

Quinn smiled, "That's a good idea, Josh. Kurt?"

Kurt nodded his head and the conversation went back to normal.

"So what's he like?"

Kurt groaned, "Sam, just drop it. Move on, okay?"

"I have! I just want to know what he has that I don't." Sam followed Kurt out of the room.

"I really don't know, Sam." Kurt shook his head. "But I'm getting tired of you asking, so stop."

Sam bit his lip, "At least tell me his name."

Kurt thought a moment and remembered that Josh said that he had deleted his Facebook a while back and hadn't had the chance to set up another one.

"Josh Miller," Kurt answered.

Sam smiled, "Thanks, Kurt." Sam playfully slapped Kurt's back. Kurt's head snapped up and turned to Sam. "Sorry," he bit lip.

"You better be. Now, go." Kurt felt déjà vu when he pointed to the door.

"Leaving," Sam said as he exited the house.

Kurt looked around the empty apartment and realized that there might have been some truth to Quinn's words. He had been asked out by three different guys, but he had turned them down.

But one of many reasons made him extremely pathetic. He half hoped to see Blaine again. Kurt knew his reason was unrealistic, but it wasn't the only reason to turn them down.

Michael was a manwhore that really only wanted sex.

Hugh had this obsessive fetish with lake water… Kurt didn't even bother to try and understand that one.

The only one that Kurt considered seriously was Shawn. But Shawn was the first one to ask him out of the three, and he doubted he was still single.

But Kurt took a chance anyway and flipped through his phone to find his name. Finally Shawn Fisher popped up. Kurt brought the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" Shawn's confused voice answered.

"Shawn?"

"Yeah? Kurt?" Shawn's voice was soothing.

"Yeah… Um, I know it's a little weird, but I want to call and apologize to you for basically blowing you off when you asked me out that one day." Kurt bit his lip.

Kurt heard Shawn chuckle, "Oh… No need to apologize."

Kurt looked around, "I was, um, wondering if we could catch a movie or something?"

Shawn went quiet for a few seconds, "Like a date?"

"If you want,"

"Kurt… I'm kind of seeing someone."

"Oh. Um… well, I'd be happy to just go as friends. But we obviously don't have to if it's going to be awkward." Kurt slammed his teeth together and shut his eyes.

"Of course; you can never have too many friends." Kurt could hear the smile in Shawn's voice. "When?"

Kurt looked over the calendar in the kitchen. The day was Thursday. Friday had to go back to Lima for a family dinner. "How about Saturday?"

"Sounds good. Carpool?"

"Sure," Kurt was about to ask who would pick up who when Shawn quickly cut in.

"I'll pick you up, then. Still at your same house?"

"Yeah," Kurt smiled. The two said their goodbyes and Kurt began to think that a friend was what he needed.

Blaine brought David into a hug, "Man, I've missed you."

"It's been forever," David said as he pulled away from Blaine. David moved aside so he could hug Wes, "Hey man,"

"Hey," Wes hugged him back.

"How's your mom?" David asked.

"She's okay. We went shopping for a wig the other day. She got tired of not having hair…" Wes smiled fondly, but his tone was incredibly sad.

David gave a smile, "What's been happening with her?"

Wes took an inhaled breathe, "That's a bit complicated. You know she started off with radiation; five times a week for six weeks. And that's when you guys both came to visit her. She just lost her hair when you came, Blaine. So three weeks later, she stopped. They did tests. Her cancer shrunk, but not much." Wes stopped and looked up at the lights.

David and Blaine waited patiently. They don't really bother Wes when things happen, so they let him go to them.

"So they did surgery, which you both know," the two friends nod; they had taken out of the tumor. "It went fine, but a few weeks later there were more tests and the cancer showed up again; same kidney. After that… chemo. She lost all her growing hair. The last scheduled session is in two weeks."

Wes shook his head as his talking stopped. Blaine placed a hand on Wes' upper arm for support. Wes tried a smile. "We're still praying for you, Wes."

His eyes filled in tears, "Thank you,"

The friends decided to change the subject. "So I heard that Jill brought a boy home to Uncle Zack and Aunt April," Blaine smiled, teasingly.

Wes blushed, "Shut up," He playfully pushed Blaine. He turned to David, "Can we sit? I feel weird standing the doorway."

David laughed in amusement, "You do?" He nodded for the two friends to follow him to the living room.

"We need to do this more often. I've missed you guys." Blaine said when they were all seated.

David was the first to react, "I know. I really feel bad, because I haven't been to Westerville that often." He looked at Wes apologetically.

Wes shook his head, "People have lives. There's no need to be upset over it."

"Still…" Blaine trailed off. "Has Jill met your mom?"

Wes nodded his head, "Yeah. She came in support at the surgery. My mom wasn't too fond of the choice of time," He smiled.

"Why?"

"Because that's when she was at her worst. And I repeat, wasn't fond of it at all."

The friends continue to catch up on everything. Blaine tried to avoid his mind from mentioning Kurt. His friends knew something was up though, when Blaine wasn't speaking too much when the mention of David and Blaine's single lives came up.

"Blaine, do you like someone?"

Blaine bit his lip, "No." He wasn't really lying. How could he like someone he met for ten minutes over three months before?

"You're lying," David said, intrigued.

"Not really… But what about you David?" Blaine turned the tables.

David shook his head, "Nope. Not getting away that easily. What's his name?"

"I agree. Tell us." Wes encouraged.

Blaine shakes his head, "It's just this guy that helped me with my car, okay? I had a bit of car trouble and he helped. I haven't seen him since."

"What's his name?"

Blaine inwardly debated on whether to tell his friends Kurt's name. He immediately came to the conclusion that it was no big deal. He opened his mouth to say his name when David's phone went off. Blaine took that as a sign.

Rachel wasn't able to get away from the community play she was working on to go with her husband and brother-in-law back to Lima for their annual every-two-weeks family dinner. So Kurt and Finn were stuck in a car with each other for almost two hours.

They constantly fought about the radio and/or CDs to play. Kurt complained about Finn's driving and Finn complained about Kurt's whining.

So when they finally reached Lima, they were both extremely thankful. The step-brothers were greeted right when they walked in the door. Kurt quickly hugged Burt and Carole, and Finn followed suit.

"It's smells really good in here," Finn mentioned.

"Why, thank you. I already made dinner, so Kurt would have a day off from it." Carole winked at Kurt who smiled gratefully.

"Well, let's go eat. We haven't talked since the last time you were here." Burt said as he made his way to the kitchen.

Carole, Finn, and Kurt all followed Burt into the kitchen while they all settled down to eat.

Kurt smiled at the scene. The three family members from Columbus travel up to Lima every two Fridays to have a nice dinner together. Sometimes they have fights, but usually they all end quite well.

"So Rachel couldn't get away today?" Carole asked her son.

Finn shook his head, "No, she's been really busy with the community play. Honestly, I think she could have gotten away, but I know she didn't really want to take off when it's so close show time." Finn smiled innocently.

Carole and Burt nod their heads, "Make sure to tell her we'll be there." Burt said, smiling.

Finn's eyes light up, "I will!"

"So Kurt, are you seeing anyone?" Carole had mentioned after a silence.

Kurt bit his lip and moved his fork around his food, "No, but that's okay. I'm fine with being single for now."

Carole nods her head, "I don't think we ever did get a right answer for what happened with Tim." Carole's eyebrows scrunched together as she called Kurt out.

Kurt caught a look at Finn, who tensed up. "We just… weren't right." Kurt simply answered.

Burt looked at his son in curiosity, "Weren't right?"

Kurt looked down at his food, "The right chemistry wasn't there. Can we drop it?"

With Kurt's request, the family did drop the conversation. Instead, Carole had impatiently asked her son, "So when can I be except to spoil my grandchildren?"

Finn chocked on some of the food in his mouth. Kurt put a hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

"Mom!" Finn finally exclaimed.

Carole smiled with innocence, "What, dear?"

Finn shook his head, "I don't think that's really right to discuss right now…" Finn's face flushed.

"Well, I guess that's a good thing. You are only nineteen." Burt said to the group.

"And they've only been married five months." Carole nodded, agreeing with her husband.

Kurt bit his lip, trying hard to hide his laughter. "We'll, uh, let you know when something like that happens…"

Kurt couldn't hold it in after Finn's sentence. He let out the laughter that earned stares from his family members.

"What?" Finn said, offensively.

Kurt's laughter died after a while, "I'm sorry. It's just… funny, to me." Kurt shook his head, looked back and forth from Carole, Burt, and Finn. "Sorry," Kurt repeated once more and ducked his head. He realized that his outburst was apparently uncalled for.

The night ended on a good note, as Carole and Burt say goodbye to their sons. Kurt was the one to drive home that night. And just like the ride up, they fought about music. They finally stopped and just started to sing whenever they knew the words.

Kurt's phone rang and echoed through the kitchen. Kurt saw that it was Shawn calling and smiled, "Hello,"

"Hey, Kurt." Kurt's smile fell after hearing the sad answer.

"What's wrong?" Kurt swallowed.

"I'm going to have to cancel tonight. But we're still on for a movie when we both have time. Vince needs me to drive him to Springfield for something." Kurt could tell Shawn meant every word and was, actually, sorry.

"It's okay, it's no big deal. Thanks for me tell me now, instead of waiting until last minute." Kurt answered as he looked at the clock and noticed it was just eleven.

Silence came through the other end. Kurt bit his lip, "We'll figure another time, Shawn. Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course," Kurt clenched his jaw.

The two said goodbye and Kurt took a deep breath. He needed to get away; go for a walk. He grabbed his phone and shoved it in his pocket, along with his wallet.

On the walk, Kurt had some time to think. He didn't even realize how pathetic he actually was being before, but Kurt soon realized that he shouldn't let this boy – Blaine – to control how he dates. It was weak of him to think he would see Blaine again. He didn't even know his last name.

But when Kurt passed someone the street who looks a lot like Blaine at first glance, he can't help but stop and turn around. He notices that the boy wasn't anything Blaine. His hair was curly, but it was extremely long. His body type was all wrong, and he was taller than Kurt.

Kurt shook his head in shame and turned back around, making his way through the crowd. As he made it out of the main traffic jam in humans, he decided he needed a coffee.

After getting his coffee from the nearest coffee shop, he began to walk again. He realized that it was probably some of the best coffee he had ever tasted. And then the thought came back to haunt him… Was Blaine a coffee person?

Kurt shook his head and just continued to walk down the sidewalk. Why in the world can't he seem to get Blaine whatever-his-last-name-is out of his head? It was obsessive and completely insane.

Because of the thoughts Kurt was having, he completely lost track of exactly where he was going, he lost track of what was in front of him, and he ended up bumping right into someone.

They were both holding coffees; the drinks fell out of both their hands and splashed down onto the ground. The other person had a book and had fallen, luckily away from the coffee spills. Kurt suddenly felt sick to his stomach, "Oh shit. I am so sorry!"

A male laugh rang through Kurt's ears, "It's okay," said a strong, confident voice.

A/N: Okay... A bit boring this chapter. Sorry. Do you hate me for the ending? Ha!
Oh... And with the whole cancer thing, I felt like I needed to talk about it. I don't like the way I put in the story, but I had wanted it in there somehow.
I researched a bit about treatments, but I'm such a weakling when it comes to cancer, so it ended up a somewhat failed search.