I don't own anything, just the storyline.

'Blaine sweetie, it's time to get up.' I say gently.

'Whaa?' Was the muffled reply I got as he was currently lying on my chest with his face pressed against my neck.

'Its time to get up, the movie is finished.' I said trying to move him off me.

'Mmmm…comfy' he says his voice still thick with sleep and snuggles into me further.

'Look, I know you are a cuddle whore but I would like to go for a walk. I don't want to get fat from all these dates.' He looks up at me and begins placing little kisses all over my face. On my forehead, on my cheeks, my nose and lastly my lips.

'You are perfect' he says in-between kisses.

'Well I wont be if you don't get up and take a walk with me.'

'Fine. But when we get back I want to snuggle.'

'You really are a cuddle whore aren't you?' I say through a wide smile.

'Sure am.' He replies before placing a chaste kiss to my lips and heads to the bathroom humming a random tune.

We decide to take a walk around the local park, that is a good three miles walk. Its when we are walking through the woodland area, hand in hand that I hear them.

'Hey!' He shouts from behind. 'Hey! I'm talking to you!' He shouts again closer than last time. I look at Blaine in the corner of my eye and he looks terrified. 'Hey fags!' He shouts again but this time he is directly behind us. We try walking quicker but he just walks even quicker and pushes Blaine to the ground. 'Well isn't this lucky, both of you together, I've been meaning to give both of you a good beating for a while, it's like Christmas how you are both together.' I turn around and see that it is indeed Karofsky, and 3 other guys, who look like they are stuck in high school, with teenage haircuts, and their own version of the Letterman jacket that they used to treasure so dearly.

'What is your problem!?' I shout at him, whilst going to help Blaine up, he just pushes me away and Blaine falls to the ground again.

'My problem, is that you seem to think its okay to go around showing your faginess.'

'That's not even a word.' I spit back at him.

'Kurt, just leave it.' Blaine whispers, tugging at my arm to get me to walk away.

'Oh, Hummel, you going to just allow Anderson to boss you around like that?' Karofsky says sarcastically.

'Don't call me that, and how do you know his name?' Blaine asks, standing in front of me.

'He spread his gayness around my school.' He says obviously.

'He used to threaten me.' I whisper into Blaine's ear so only he can hear.

'We used to be best friends, didn't we Hummel.' Karofsky says at the same time. 'Oh no that was you and me, wasn't it Blaine, have you told Hummel what you used to do?'

Before I can register what is happening Blaine jumps forwards and punches Karofsky square in the face. He looses his footing and as he falls back the other guys catch him. When he recovers from the hit he launches towards Blaine and punches him in the gut, causing Blaine to clutch his stomach. This gives Karofsky the opportunity to knee Blaine in the face causing Blaine to fall to the ground in pain. I jump towards him to help him but the other guys grab a hold of me in a vice grip.

'No! Leave him alone!' I scream with tears running down my face. But as that's no use, I do the next best thing, call for help. 'Help, somebody help us.' I scream at the top of my lungs tears coming down my face quicker than before. Karofsky just starts kicking him, whilst shouting what a dirty fag he is and how he is going to kill him. The guys holding me back laugh and cheer Karofsky on. A couple of minutes later a family, with a women in her mid thirties, a man who looks to be early forties and a girl and a boy twin in a push chair, walks around the corner. The dad of the little family, who is a six-foot, muscular, and bald headed., runs forward, and grabs hold of Karofsky pulling him off.

'Get the fuck off me!' Karofsky shouts at him. The guy ignores him and throws him to the floor. The girl twin starts crying for her daddy, so the women picks her up and begins to soothe her that everything is okay. All I can think is how much I want my mum to be here, to play with my hair, wipe away my tears and whisper that everything is going to be okay. The guys holding me, let go and run away out of fear of getting caught helping Karofsky. I pay them no attention and go straight to Blaine. His nose is bleeding, his right eye is swollen, his lip is split, and as I run my hands through his hair I feel a wetness that can only mean he has a head injury.

'Kurt?' He whispers, and starts having a coughing fit.

'Its okay baby, everything is going to be okay.' I whisper as I pull him against my chest. I look over to the guy who pulled Karofsky off Blaine and he is on the phone to the police. His wife walks over and leans down.

'I'm Marie.' She says softly.

'Kurt.' I choke out.

'What happened?' She asks kindly.

'He said something that upset Blaine, so Blaine punched him, and then he kicked him to the floor, the other guys held me back to stop me from helping Blaine.' I said surprisingly without stuttering.

'Okay, well the police are on their way.' She says with a touch to my arm.

'Thank-you for your help.' I say sincerely.

10 minutes later the police arrive along with an ambulance for Blaine. The police take Karofsky, whilst I join Blaine in the ambulance. When we get to the hospital, Blaine is rushed away to get tests done. I'm ushered into a waiting room where the family that saved us joins me.

'Thank-you again.'

'Don't worry, son. My names Charlie' Charlie says shaking my hand. We take a seat and after a few minutes I break the silence.

"Why did you help us? I'm insanely grateful don't get me wrong, but most people would just walk away, as it was two gays being beaten.'

'My brother was gay.' He says.

'Was?'

'Yeah, he was murdered when he was out with his friends on his 22 birthday. They beat him so much that he ended up in a coma, but after 3 weeks it decided that he wasn't going to make it, so we had to pull the plug.'

'Oh my god, I am so sorry.'

'That's why I couldn't just walk away, I couldn't save my baby brother so I saved you and…'

'Blaine.' I fill in for him.

The police then came in and took them away for questioning.

'Take care of yourself, Kurt.' Marie says as she hugs me.

'I will.' And then they are gone and I'm left with my thoughts for company. How does Karofsky even know Blaine? He said they were friends, why hasn't Blaine mentioned him? What did Blaine used to do that would cause him to shut Karofsky up, by punching him? Before long a nurse comes into the waiting room and leads me to Blaine's bed.

'Hey.' Blaine says when I reach the bed.

'Hey, how are you feeling?'

'Well I have a broken nose, a black eye, a split lip, concussion and 7 stitches in the back of my head. But other than that I'm fine.'

'Don't joke Blaine, I was so scared.'

'I'm sorry baby, I'm just not good in serious situations.'

'It's okay.' I say taking a hold of his hand , and wiping his hair out of his face. 'In future however, I think I will stay fat.'

'Hey now who's joking?' Blaine says teasingly.

'Well I guess we are more alike than I thought.'

'Well the good news is I can go home, once they have discharged me.' As soon as he is finished speaking a doctor comes over.

'Hello Mr. Anderson.'

'Blaine.' Blaine says.

'I'm sorry. Hello Blaine.'

'Much better.'

'Well as long as you are feeling up to it you can go home. Do you fell nauseous? Dizzy? Faint?'

'No, I'm good.'

'Okay, well then you can go home. But if you do feel nauseous, dizzy, or faint come back here. And I also suggest that you are not left alone tonight.'

'Okay, thank-you.'

2 hours later we are lying on Blaine's sofa as we were earlier. I rang my dad when we got back and he threatened to kill Karofsky, it took a solid 20 minutes to calm him down enough to put the phone down, he also said I shouldn't leave Blaine alone tonight, which I agreed to wholeheartedly.

'Hey, Blaine?' I say. He looks up at me questionably.

'I know this is a bad time. But how do you know Karofsky?'