Eight Weeks - Part 7

A/N: Hello! Yes, I am alive! And I am so sorry it's taken me so long to update! Here's the thing: I kinda feel in love with a young warlock named Merlin and well, if you've ever watched Merlin, you understand. But I haven't forgotten you and now here we are; we've come to the end! Thank-you SO much for your favourites and follows and reviews! I'm truly amazed and thankful for all of you! This is the end (remember when it was going to be 2 parts, haha). It's not too long but it's ends how I always wanted it to and I hope you are all happy with this, I know I am. Pleeease review and thank-you again for sticking with me through all this. I love you all!

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When Blaine slowly blinked his eyes open the next morning he was greeted with a pair of beautiful blue eyes looking right back at him. It took him by surprise for a moment and he honestly thought that he might still be dreaming. He calmly stared into them for a moment before breaking into a small smile. It was then that he realized that this is the first time in a long time that he has woken up on his own, and not as a result of being scared awake; sweating and crying alone in the dark.

"Hi," the blue-eyed boy greeted him in a beautiful voice.

"Morning," Blaine managed to whisper. Kurt reached over and took Blaine's hand in his.

"How are you feeling?" Kurt asked, keeping to a whisper. Blaine looked at him for a moment, studying his face all over again and feeling his hand in Kurt's. Everything felt warm and peaceful. Blaine hadn't felt that in so long.

"I feel good, I- I actually slept through the night," Blaine paused, "Thank-you Kurt. For coming to help me. I-I'm sorry—"

"Shhh, Blaine none of that. I'll always be here for you. No matter what, okay? I love you, Blaine." Kurt brought Blaine's hand and pressed his lips to it softly. Blaine almost stopped breathing,

"You still love me?" He gasped.

Now it was Kurt's turn to be surprised, "Blaine, I never stopped. And I'm going to be here for you in whatever way you need me. I'm not going anywhere."

Blaine felt like crying again; but tears of relief and joy this time. These tears didn't hurt; he felt happiness. He moved to curl against Kurt's chest, feeling the other boy's strong arms wrap around his body.

"I love you too, Kurt."

Blaine's parents didn't seem to notice what a difference it was having Kurt there, as they walked right past the two boys curled up in the living room with a movie playing in the background.

"You know…I had a dream the other day too. About… you and me…" Kurt spoke after a moment of silence.

Blaine looked up at him; a slight crease appearing between his eyebrows, "What happened?"

"You were bringing me home from a date and I invited you in for hot chocolate, even though it was summer. We put on a movie and then we were kissing. Everything was perfect," Kurt spoke with a soft smile on his lips, which soon disappeared as he said his next words, "but suddenly you – you pushed me away and yelled at me; telling me you didn't want me anymore. You kept saying that over and over again and then you left. You drove away and there was this man standing in the driveway. He didn't have a face but he was still somehow staring at me," Kurt felt tears threaten to fall, remembering the dream. He held Blaine tighter, knowing it was probably hurting him to hear this but also knowing they had to talk about it, "That was the night before Sam called me."

"Kurt, I'm s—"

Kurt shook his head, "No Blaine, you have nothing to be sorry for. I'm sorry for telling you that. But I just—I wanted you to know."

Blaine nodded, taking a deep breath as he did so. "I'm glad you did," he said weakly, "My…my dreams usually started with you in them. It was always you being taken away from me and him appearing in your place. It always went from warm to cold, from bliss to fear in a matter of seconds. I lost you every time."

Kurt held Blaine and left a kiss in his hair. "You'll never lose me Blaine, I'm here, however you need me to be. You didn't deserve what he did to you, Blaine. You did nothing to deserve that." Blaine just closed his eyes and allowed himself to be held.

After a while, Kurt broke the silence, "Blaine?"

"Mmm?"

"You should talk to Sam. He's worried about you. You don't have to tell him anything you don't want to but, he deserves to know that you're okay."

"I know. I know, he was being a really good friend and I treated him terribly," Blaine sat up and reached for his phone, "I'll go meet him right now."

"There's no rush Blaine, are you okay to go now?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah, it's been in the back of my mind all night. I owe him so much, I want to talk to him now."

"Okay, I have my car, I'll drive you." Kurt took Blaine's hand in his and they made their way out the door.

It felt like Sam had been pacing for years. He hadn't heard a word from Kurt since he texted to say that he had landed and would be going to see Blaine in the morning. He figured nothing would magically resolve in the matter of hours but he was still restless. Then his phone buzzed and he dove onto the couch to open the message:

Can you meet us in the park by your house? I want to talk to you. –Blaine

Blaine. Blaine. Blaine texted him; Blaine wanted to talk to him. He replied quickly and rushed out the door, pulling on his jacket while he dragged his bike out of the garage, and pedaled quickly towards the small park.

Kurt and Blaine we sitting on one of the benches at the far side of the park; Kurt was filling Blaine in on the most recent Rachel drama. Blaine hadn't laughed this much in a long time, and it felt good to let everything leave his mind and just listen to Kurt talk.

They were interrupted however, by the sound of something falling. Blaine looked behind him to see Sam pushing the fallen bike off him, standing and wiping the grass off his jeans. With a chuckle, Blaine stood and started toward Sam. Kurt stayed on the bench and watched as Sam finally looked up to see Blaine; his face lighting up.

Sam was hesitant, remember last time he tried to touched Blaine, how the boy panicked. But noting Blaine's smile, Sam did wrap his arms around the smaller boy, pulling him into a hug. Blaine hugged Sam back tightly; glad to still have his friend.

"Thank-you Sam. I'm sorry for the way I treated you."

"I'm just glad you're talking to me again. Blaine, I was worried about you!" Sam said as he stepped back, "So…how are you?" He really didn't know what to ask or what to say. His friend was talking to him and he was smiling again and if Blaine didn't want to tell him anything else then he could live with that.

Blaine looked down at his shoes and took a breath, "I'm okay. All thanks to you. You were um, you were right about…what happened…" Blaine felt himself start shaking a bit, "Um, thank-you for calling Kurt. I don't k-know what I would've done if he happened come." Blaine spoke quietly, his breathing changing as he felt himself being to cry again. Sam hugged the shaking boy.

"I'm glad you're okay, Blaine. I'll be around whenever you need me, okay?"

"Thank-you."

Kurt came over to join them and soon they were back at Kurt's house. Blaine wanted to thank Burt and Carole again for what they did for him and he received a long hug from both of them. Carole told Blaine about someone she knew at the hospital he could talk to if he wanted too, which he decided that he did. He would tell his parents what happened. Kurt would take a few days off of school before returning to New York, and Sam would be there whenever Blaine needed someone.

After eight long weeks of feeling more alone than he thought possible, Blaine almost couldn't believe the love that he felt for and from all of these people. He wasn't alone anymore. Eli would never be able to hurt him again, not with them around. Blaine felt safe, and he felt loved, laughing at one of his friend's impressions, and sitting hand in hand with the boy he loved.

The End.