P.S I Love You

Chapter Six: Once Upon a Time in NYC

Making the decision to move to New York with Rachel, and start school full time was a difficult decision for Kurt. Burt and Carole were one hundred precent behind him on everything. They had helped him move and pack up his things when the time came, Rachel's dads even came to help after they were done with her things. Mr. And Mrs. Anderson also came by after Kurt had called Blaine's mother and given him (with much protest) the money that Blaine had saved up for the two of them for apartment expenses and things. The entire Hummel family made the long drive to New York followed by Rachel and her dads in the huge moving van. Kurt had a death grip on Blaine the entire car ride, talking to himself (Blaine) in a tiny whisper as Burt and Carole sat up front of Kurt's Navigator. They had decided to forgo the plane ride because Kurt didn't want anything to happen to the precious vase.

The apartment was beautiful, and for it being only about five minuets away from campus was a huge bonus. It was a two bedroom, two full bath apartment. The living room and master bedroom were huge and the kitchen was amazing, Blaine had already had everything decorated with Kurt defiantly in mind. Everything Kurt had dreamed of about a apartment with Blaine was done and like something straight out of a fantasy. Rachel and Kurt about died when they saw it for the first time. Kurt with Blaine close to his chest quickly shuffled his way strait to the master bedroom to find the perfect spot for his boyfriend. But when he opened the door he froze to his spot in the door way. Blaine's things true to Mrs. Anderson's word were here.

His guitar was in the corner, pictures of him and Kurt from his house in Westerville littered the room along with his clothes that he had when he wasn't stealing Kurt's. Kurt didn't want to cry as he heard the sounds of Rachel and the adults come in to check out the rooms, but that was a fail on his part. Tears fell silently as he took everything in. Blaine wasn't going to be there in the morning to wake Kurt up with fresh coffee and kisses, he wasn't going to be there the play his guitar softly when Kurt would be sitting on the couch in the living room doing sketches. Kurt wouldn't have the walk to campus, the going to Broadway shows when they had time, no more "we're gonna tell our kids about this", and Kurt wouldn't have this moment with Blaine. Knowing him, Blaine would have scooped Kurt up the second they got in the door and carry him to the spot Kurt still stood frozen in.

"Hey Kurt, isn't this place just fabul-" Rachel stopped dead in her tracks when she spotted Kurt in the hallway. His arms rapped tightly around the vase with hunched shoulders and tears pooling in his eyes. Being as quiet as she could, Rachel approached the broken boy with caution before rapping an arm around his back with comfort.

"I think that spot by the window next to the pictures of you guys would be a perfect spot for him." Rachel whispered softly over the sounds of their parents entering the apartment behind them. It was true the spot she was pointing at was perfect it was on the nightstand on Blaine's side of the bed, his guitar was sitting by it and three frames of their smiling faces would surround the vase once it was placed there. A slight smile made its way across Kurt's face, only it did not reach his eyes the way Rachel wished it would. Taking his first steps into the room Kurt made his way over to the nightstand, arranging the frames the way he wanted them before finally setting Blaine down gently to his final resting place in their bedroom. Rachel watched her friend place the vase down before she watched him break down suddenly before her eyes.

Sitting down as sobs reeked havoc on Kurt's small frame, his hands covering up his now flushed face. Curling himself into a ball on what would have been Blaine's side of the bed, Kurt cried softly into the pillow below his head ignoring the fact that Rachel and their parents were just outside the room. Rachel's heart broke at the sight of Kurt, he looked so different to what she was used to. He was broken and so very fragile she had no clue as to how to make this better, there was probably nothing she could do at this point. So she decided to let him be, and thats exactly how he stayed until it was time to start classes in a couple months time.

The month of July rushed by quickly, Kurt barley ever getting out of bed and Rachel going on by herself to explore the city and her new home for the years to come. Rachel kept to herself most of the time, putting her bedroom together and the living and kitchen areas to great use. Kurt would nod when she would flutter in and out with goodbyes and hellos, bringing him the occasional gift or story of her day to try to coax him out of bed. But to her defeat she couldn't make the poor boy budge. She understood that this was supposed to be their home, their new adventure, but sometimes it was hard watching your friend suffer like he was. Kurt promised her he would be fine when school stared in September, so for now it was a waiting game for Kurt Hummel to magically appear. From the way things were going friends and family started to question if they were ever going to see Kurt smile again let alone get past a month in New York without Blaine.

"Kurt? It's dad. Are you okay Kiddo?" Kurt's phone was pretty much ringing off the hook at this point, Rachel had to give everyone updates just to say that in-fact yes their son and best friend was still alive.

"Are you even showering? Don't make me worry like this, Its not good for me you know Kiddo."

"Im worried your not calling me back."

"Honey, Its Carole. I know its hard, hon. But don't lock yourself in, Its been three months."

"I'm here okay!" Kurt shouted into an empty apartment as the answering machine beeped for the fiftieth time today.

"Hey Boo, It's Mercedes. Hey listen, I buzzed your apartment I wanted to say bye before I leave for UCLA in a month I'm staying with Santana and Britt. Nobody's heard from you. Are you okay, call somebody. I love you."

Days went by, Rachel had tried her best to get him out of bed. It started as a weird routine after she got him up suddenly one day. Kurt would get up out of bed, get dressed then even after Rachel had made coffee Kurt would silently walk across the street every morning to Starbucks and get a Non fat mocha and one medium drip to go. Kurt would make the short walk back to the apartment, disregard Rachel sitting at the kitchen table and silently make his way back to his room. Everyday now it was the same thing. He would drink his coffee, set Blaine's down beside the vase then dig inside their closet on Blaine's side for a jacket or shirt to put on so he could have Blaine's sent rap around him once more.

Shutting off the movie he was currently paying attention to, Kurt rolled over onto Blaine's side of the bed, his tired eyes drooping sadly as he curled himself around Blaine's pillow.

"Blaine turn off the light." Kurt mumbled, closing his eyes out of pure exhaustion. Someone was strumming a guitar over by the window bench and when the light didn't turn off above Kurt's head his eyes sprang open to see Blaine sitting up against the window cute as ever with a guitar in hand.

I'm get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight

Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight

Kurt slowly made his way out of bed and around Blaine so he could sit down behind him to not disturb his beautiful music when Kurt rapped his arms around his boyfriend.

"Mmm I love your voice." Kurt breathed as he pressed soft kisses to Blaine's curls. Blaine smiled never taking his hands away from the strings on the guitar that was once in the corner of their bedroom. Kurt pulled Blaine closer pressing more kisses and love bites to the shorter boys face and neck.

"I can't fall asleep alone." Kurt sighed as Blaine curled his head closer to Kurt's.

"Im right here, babe." Blaine smiled as he went back to humming Teenage Dream.

"I had the most horrible dream Blaine."

"Please don't tell me, I don't want to know." Blaine smirked as Kurt dug his face into the crook of his neck.

"Blaine, I don't want to leave this apartment. I don't want to go to school. Please don't make me." Kurt pouted as Blaine let out a low chuckle.

"What should I do?" Blaine frowned, Kurt went back to kissing and hugging him tighter.

"Don't go, stay here with me."

"I don't have a plan anymore Blaine."

Kurt suddenly got up before making his way around to sit in front of Blaine this time so that they were face to face. Kurt weakly smiled up at his boyfriend as the chords to Teenage Dream turned more softly as Blaine's fingers danced across the strings.

"Thats okay Kurt you always come up with something, even if its outrageously crazy."

"That's true." Kurt sighed as he let his body lay where Blaine once sat before closing his eyes and drifting off into a deep sleep with a smile on his lips.

Rachel was gone more and more each day, she had made new friends along with Finn, and Mercedes who were still in town before school stated up soon. As for Kurt depressing movies and musicals now played non-stop on his laptop as he now marched around the bedroom in a pair of Blaine's boxers, a white dress shirt and a pair of hot pink suspenders that Blaine had to match his pink sunglasses. A remote to the stereo in his had as a mic, belting out at the top of his lungs along to Glinda and Elphaba on the tiny screen of the computer. The room was a mess, it smelled as if something died and the fact that Kurt's hair was so out of place and greasy shocked Rachel the other day so bad she wanted to run out of the apartment screaming. This was not the Kurt Hummel everyone knew and loved, this person was a mess. At this point everyone was a little fed up with him wallowing around. What broke Rachel's heart the most is that Kurt would cry himself to sleep as he talked to the vase on the end table like Blaine was actually standing right next to him. She was going to get him out of the house if it was the last thing she was going to do.

"No wizard that there is, or was is ever gonna bring meeeeee-"

BANG!

Suddenly Kurt whipped around in his socks, slamming the laptop shut as he found Rachel, Carole, his father, Brittany, Santana and Mercedes standing in the doorway with brightly colored balloons, and signs that read 'Happy Birthday' and 'Happy 19th Kurt.' Kurt turned bright red from head to toe as he stood, staring awkwardly at the people in his apartment.

Brittany started clapping and jumping up for a very embarrassed Kurt Hummel as everyone else stared at him with an open mouth.

"WOOOOOOO!"

"Happy Birthday!" They all shouted as Kurt pulled at the shirt he was wearing and attempted to fix his messy hair. Santana and Mercedes blew on noise makers as Brittany danced around happily.

"Your nineteen now, If I knew how to count I would know how much that is but San helped me write it on this poster." Brittany smiled brightly as she held up a poster that was covered in glitter and glue.

"Hey Kurt these were falling out of your mail box-" "Ah dude whats that smell?" Finn's nose scrunched up as he entered the apartment with a stack of mail in his hands.

"Rachel what the hell?" Kurt huffed as he shot daggers at his friends, his face still a tomato red.

"Carole don't clean please." Kurt begged as Carole dragged coffee cups and pizza boxes out of Kurt's room.

"Oh honey I'm not...I'll just organize the trash for you." Carole looked downright discussed at her son.

"We did call first before we came up, but it is Rachel's apartment too." Mercedes weakly smiled as the group took in the sight of their friend.

"Are you drunk Twinkle Toes?" Santana chuckles as she gets a good look at him. Kurt quickly responded with a no.

"Do you wanna be?" Brittany cheers before the rest of them can hush her.

"Britt hush." Rachel pipes up as Carole and Burt start picking up trash around Kurt's room. Burt suddenly spots the bright pink band-aid that is stuck to the middle of Kurt's forehead, giving Kurt a dirty look.

"Pimple." Kurt mumbles as if hes committed some kind of sin.

"Your not showering?" Burt huffs in disbelief, his son had gone crazy then.

"You always squeeze it to hard Boo."

"What is that smell?" Finn asks again before Kurt finally snaps.

"It's ME okay!" Kurt shouts tears starting to spring up as he looks around the room at his friends and family. This was supposed to be a good day, It's his birthday for crying out loud.

"What are you guys doing here anyway?" Kurt sobbed as the tears finally fell down his already flushed face.

"Hey Kurt please don't be like this, we are only trying to help." Rachel cooed as she stepped closer to her friend who was curling into himself out of self pitty. No one was supposed to see him like this, he had hit rock bottom and he knew it too. His body shook as more tears fell as he sobbed quietly to himself.

"Like what?" Kurt's lip jutted out as it trembled. Rachel sighed before rapping her arms around him for comfort.

"Like your the only one whose upset about what happened." Kurt turned into her warm embrace shielding himself away from the others in their apartment. He didn't want to do this now, maybe never.

"Im just so tired Rach."

"Yeah well what are you doing? Two shows a night?" Santana scoffed, rolling her eyes at the sight of the broken boy she saw smile once upon a time. Kurt's head shot up to shoot her his best bitch stare.

"Look kiddo if you want us to leave thats fine, but you have to understand at some point this has to stop." Burt stated sternly as Kurt pulled away from Rachel. For a second he wanted to scream at his father, but he understood that his dad had actually gone through this with his mother. If Burt Hummel could do it so could Kurt. Well, he could try right?

"Alright just give me a minuet I'll go shower." Kurt gave a week smile to the group before heading off to the bathroom behind him, Rachel on his heels the entire way.

"Alright troops lets sweep the area." Carole commanded as everyone pitched it to help clean up the dirty room.

After Kurt was all showered up, shaved and dressed in his own clothing for once He and Rachel sat on his bed as she gingerly gave his nails a much needed clear coat.

"Rach, you think if it would be alright if I stop my life right here? Never leave this apartment until Im old." Kurt pondered aloud as Rachel rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Kurt you need to go to school, graduate, create your own fashion line, become rich, then and only then can you go insane." Rachel giggled as she finished up Kurt's nails. Kurt lightly chuckled in response.

"That not fair, I don't want to go."

"Well life is not fair sometimes." Rachel sighed before pulling Kurt to his feet that were clad in a brand new pair of Prada boots.

"You think I'll ever be okay?" Kurt glanced over to the nightstand one last time before Rachel had fully pushed him from the room he had been inhabiting for the last few weeks.

"Yeah, someday." Rachel and Kurt both smiled at each other before making their way into the living room.

"Kurt somethings been delivered for you!"

Okay so so so so so sorry about not updating! Senior year is CRAZY and I only have 4 classes lol Anyway I hope this is good so R&R. If anyone has any ideas for this fic that would be amazing if you would tell me because I don't want it to be just like the movie so what should I change and what I should keep! Please and thank you! :) Love~ Hklover12