A/N: Hello! Thank you all for reading and reviewing! Well, I don't really know what to think about this chapter. It was really hard to complete for some reason and I know it could be better. I hope you like it anyway! Please, leave a review. This chapter is also the last one. There is only a short epilogue left.
Enjoy!
When Kurt returned to his apartment, Rachel started bombarding him with questions but he didn't have time for that. He had to pack his things in only half an hour unless he wanted to miss the plane. "Rachel, listen to me." He finally said when the brown-haired girl wouldn't stop hovering over him. She finally stopped pacing and turned her big eyes towards him. "I'm going to Ohio." He said.
Rachel raised her eyebrows. "To visit your parents?" She asked, clearly confused. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"No, to get Blaine back." Kurt said. He couldn't be sure that it was going to end that way, but he could always hope.
A huge, bright smile formed on Rachel's lips. She immediately threw herself at her best friend knocking him off his feet, onto the bed. "Finally!" She pressed a wet, sloppy kiss onto his cheek, making Kurt grimace in disgust but also giggle a little. "I knew you would finally realize that it was the only way!"
"Well, I finally have his home address." Kurt said wrapping his arms around Rachel's body and letting himself be wrapped in a warm embrace for a short moment. "His roommate, Santana decided to show me some mercy."
"I'm so happy for you!" Rachel said laughing.
Kurt didn't know why she was so happy since he had no idea how it was all going to end but it was Rachel after all and she tended to overreact. "Could you please let me go now? I need to leave in thirty minutes if I don't want to miss my plane."
Rachel clumsily rolled out of bed and helped Kurt up. The blue-eyed boy finished packing with Rachel's help. The girl kissed him once again for good luck and Kurt excited the apartment rolling the heavy suitcase behind him. Thanks to Rachel's enthusiastic reaction, he was beginning to see light at the end of the tunnel. Kurt had a lot of energy and he was ready to get Blaine back.
Due to the traffic Kurt barely made it to the airport in time. He had a moment of panic when he couldn't find his id but when he finally fished it out of his suitcase, the rest of the procedure went quickly and without any impediments.
When Kurt found himself inside of the plane he finally closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths trying to sort everything out in his head. He had no idea what he was going to say to Blaine. He hoped he would find adequate words in the right time.
He kept looking through the window at the fluffy clouds below, trying to make himself sleepy. The flight was less than two hours long but he could use this time to rest instead of worrying himself to death. After twenty minutes his eyelids became heavy and he fell into a shallow sleep.
Kurt woke up when the plane was already beginning to board. He through the small window and noticed that the rain was pouring outside. A cold shiver ran down his spine at the prospect of walking in such a bad weather. When the plane was finally on the ground it seemed to Kurt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. For a moment he considered going home to his parents to rethink everything one more time but then came to a conclusion that it was completely pointless.
After twenty minutes of waiting at the airport, the taxi arrived and Kurt happily got into the car giving Blaine's home address to the driver. The man looked at the piece of paper and nodded his head already pulling off.
The drive to Blaine's house took them only twenty minutes and when the car stopped in front of a regular two stores high house Kurt didn't know what to do. He wanted to tell the driver to just take him home and give himself some more time, but he quickly composed himself reminding himself that he loved Blaine and all these nerves would probably pay off or at least that was what he was telling himself.
"Do you want me to wait for you, kid?" The middle-aged man asked looking at him through the review mirror.
"No." Kurt said gluing his eyes to the house on his right. "It might take me a while."
He paid him and the driver smiled kindly at the blue-eyed boy. "Good luck."
Kurt tried to smile back but it couldn't possibly look like a real smile. He got out of the car, took his only suitcase from the trunk and started walking towards the house slowly, not caring that his clothes were almost completely wet from the rain.
Looking around the beautiful garden, he noticed that everything seemed so normal.He didn't know what he had been expecting to see all this time, but it certainly wasn't such a perfect, out of a movie neighborhood. He could see a set of swings deep inside the garden and a creepy looking gnome right in front of the house.
He stood on the porch for about five minutes biting hard on his bottom lip, before he finally mustered enough courage to knock. He didn't dare to move or even breath for twenty seconds as he tried to detect any sound coming from behind the wooden door.
When he heard a faint sound of footsteps it seemed like the whole world finally stopped dancing in front of his eyes and he didn't feel any fear. Kurt was ready to face his future with his head held high.
He heard a sound of the key being turned in a lock and a moment later the door opened and Kurt was faced with a short, middle-aged woman with light blue eyes, small nose, and dark brown straight hair. She was wearing a set of comfortable clothes and there was a pleasant smile playing on her lips.
"How can I help you?" She asked studying Kurt's face.
The blue-eyed boy just stared at her for a moment trying to find some similarities between her and Blaine to determine if she was his mother. They were both rather short and they had the same skin color which gave Kurt some hope. "Hello. My name is Kurt Hummel. And you're...Mrs. Anderson if I assume correctly?"
The smile vanished from her face and she crossed her arms over her chest. Her eyes immediately travelled to Kurt's suitcase. "No, my name is Susan Murphy. You must have a wrong address."
"Do you by any chance know Blaine Anderson?" Kurt asked, not wanting to give up his hope yet.
Something strange crossed Susan's face and she was silent for a while, as if considering if she should tell Kurt anything or not. "I don't know him. I'm sorry." And with that she closed the door leaving Kurt standing there completely dumbfounded.
It was clear that she knew who Blaine was, maybe she was even his mother but for some reason she didn't want to tell Kurt anything. All the hope placed in this meeting was gone and Kurt once again didn't know what to do. He turned around, towards the street and looked up at the sky, as if expecting to find the answer written on the heavy, dark clouds. With nothing else to do he sat down on the porch, not caring that his clothes would get dirty or that the small drops of water were slowly streaming down his skin, hair and clothes.
He wrapped his arms around his knees trying to protect himself from the cold as the first tears started rolling down his cheeks. He didn't even care that Susan might call the police. Maybe that would at least catch Blaine's attention.
He watched as the sky slowly went from grey to dark grey and then to a reddish shade of black. The street lamps switched off illuminating The rational part of him continued to remind him that he should finally leave and move on since apparently they weren't meant to be together but he kept ignoring it.
It felt like a dream. Like a surreal dream full of confusing forms and ominous shapes. The whole world was out to get Kurt and he didn't have any strength left to fight back. He closed his eyes and hid his head in hands. He wasn't aware of his surroundings. The sounds were slowly turning into a senseless buzz. It seemed like he was standing on the edge of the roof of the tallest building in New York, balancing somewhere between consciousness and a constant feeling of being lost. Kurt desperately needed someone to pull him out of that trance.
And then everything suddenly went completely silent around him. It lasted only a short moment but to Kurt it felt like long hours. Finally he heard the sound of someone's shoes splashing against the sidewalk and the most beautiful sound ever. A laughter. It felt like a balm on his soul.
He opened his eyes and through the curtain of rain he could see a little girl laughing and playing in the rain. She had shoulder-length auburn hair and when she walked a little closer Kurt could notice that her eyes were in a wonderful shade of green. She was wearing a pink raincoat, a red skirt and purple tights completed with bright yellow rain boots. Her outfit looked hilarious, but also incredibly cute.
The girl finally focused her eyes on Kurt and titled her head to the side curiously and furrowed her eyebrows in concentration. A pink blush colored her cheeks and she quickly ran away. The brown-haired boy followed her with his eyes watching as she approached a man, probably her father. Kurt couldn't see the man's face since his colorful umbrella made it impossible.
The little girl turned around and pointed at Kurt whispering something to her father. And then the man lifted up the umbrella a bit and a pair of curious hazel eyes locked with Kurt's blue ones.
For a short moment Kurt couldn't put all the puzzles together but then suddenly everything became crystal clear and Kurt finally realized that it was really Blaine. He didn't feel euphoria or anger. He just felt calm.
The same couldn't be said about Blaine. The dark-haired boy's jaw dropped open and he kept staring at Kurt with wide open eyes. Kurt knew that he needed to do something, so he slowly pulled himself up to his feet and started walking towards the pair. The green-eyed girl hid herself behind Blaine's legs, obviously not comfortable with strangers.
For the first time Kurt stopped to think for a moment. She couldn't be Blaine's daughter, could she? His heart started beating faster and all the emotions hit him double-barreled. "Hi." He finally said, looking at Blaine and trying to read his emotions.
"Kurt." Was all that left Blaine's mouth.
"It's nice to see you again." Kurt said looking Blaine up and down. He was wearing an oversized jacket and a pair of worn-out jeans.
"I...what are you doing here?" Blaine finally asked. Then his eyes widened out even more. "You're all wet. You must be freezing."
"It's fine." Kurt said honestly. He couldn't care less about the rain. He looked down at the little girl still hiding behind Blaine's legs. "Would you mind to introduce us?"
"Oh," Blaine looked down at her, as if only now realizing that she was there with them. "This is Allie." He finally said. "Allie, this is my friend, Kurt."
Allie was looking at Kurt curiously and she seemed a little scared, so Kurt forced a smile, just for her. "Blaine, I..." He closed his mouth, unable to find words. He didn't know if he wanted to kiss Blaine or punch him in the face.
"Let's go inside. It's pretty late and we need to warm you up." Blaine said and Kurt nodded his head following the dark-haired boy towards the house. Once they were inside, they immediately heard loud footsteps and a couple of seconds later Susan was downstairs.
Her glance landed on Kurt and she sent him a death glare, which made Kurt uncomfortable. "Blaine? What is he doing here?"
"Can we talk about this later?" Blaine asked, pulling off his jacket. He helped Allie pull off her own raincoat and turned back to Susan. "Could you please get her ready to bed? It's getting quite late."
The woman looked as if she wanted to argue with him, but then she just nodded her head and grabbed Allie's hand, smiling at her softly and leading her upstairs.
Kurt was starting to feel dizzy. Everything was getting more and more confusing and there was still no explanation whatsoever. "Let me grab a towel for you." Blaine said and disappeared in one of the rooms.
Only then Kurt finally had a chance to look around. The house looked nice and cozy but Kurt couldn't shake off the feeling that the atmosphere was tense, and not because of his sudden arrival. He unzipped his suitcase and luckily it turned out that the clothes inside weren't wet.
A moment later Blaine was back with an orange towel. "Here you go." He said handing it to Kurt. The taller boy stood there for a moment staring at Blaine and not knowing what to do. "Oh, the bathroom is there." Blaine said, pointing at the door on his left.
"Thanks." Kurt said and entered the small room holding his suitcase. He quickly stripped, dried himself off and pulled on the dry clothes, not even caring if they matched or not. He didn't want to waste anymore time.
Kurt was kind of surprised that Blaine hadn't blown out yet. He seemed unbelievably calm about all of this.
Not knowing what to do with wet clothes Kurt left them in the bathroom and returned to the hall. Blaine was waiting for him there with a cup of hot tea. Kurt gladly accepted the cup and quickly took a sip enjoying the warmth spreading through his body.
Without any words Kurt followed Blaine to a specious living room and sat down on a leather sofa. The hazel-eyed boy wrapped a thick blanket over Kurt's shoulders and sat down next to him leaving some space between their bodies.
"You need to tell me everything." Kurt said after a moment of silence. "I'm sick of all the secrets. Even if this is the end of us...you owe me an explanation."
Blaine bit his bottom lip looking down at his hands. He was silent for a moment but then he stated speaking. "Do you know anything about the Landon's disease?"
Kurt nodded his head. "It's when men can get pregnant, right?" He knew that his voice was trembling but he feared that he knew where this story was going.
"Not exactly." Blaine said. "Yes, about half of men suffering from this disease is capable of getting pregnant but this is not everything. The disease as you may know causes changes in male's anatomy, but it also causes heart and kidney defects. The bones are often not developed properly and muscles are weaker."
They were both silent for a moment, just looking at each other. "I consider myself one of the lucky ones." Blaine finally continued. "I only have to keep a careful eye on my heart, everything else is perfectly fine...and well, I do have the ability to get pregnant."
Ever since Kurt saw the little girl he had been trying to convince himself that she was Blaine's sister but now he knew. "Allie's your daughter, isn't she?" Kurt asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes." Blaine answered. "She's four years old."
"Why didn't you tell me anything sooner?" Kurt asked, trying to stay calm.
"I knew that one day you would find out and leave but I wanted to live this fantasy as long as I could." Blaine answered. The room was dark except for a dim light coming from a small lamp but Kurt was able to see bright tears welling up in Blaine's eyes.
"I would still have wanted to date you." Kurt said honestly. He was quiet for a moment but then he finally asked. "Where is her other father?"
"I have no idea. He left me after Allie was born but how can I blame him for that? We were only sixteen at that time. I would have probably done the same." He looked up at Kurt with big, vulnerable eyes. "I didn't want her at the beginning. I wanted to...I wanted to get rid of her. I even bought the pills." The tears were rolling down his cheeks freely now. "But when I finally swallowed them down I realized that it wasn't what I really wanted, so I threw them up. Best decision of my life."
"Why did you not take her to New York with you?" Kurt asked, confused.
"My aunt gave me an ultimatum." Blaine said bitterly. "She said she would give me the money for my dream school if I left Allie here. At that time I thought that it was the best solution."
"Wait, that woman isn't your mother?" Kurt asked, even more lost.
"No, both of my parents died in a car accident when I was two years old." Kurt wanted to say that he was sorry but he knew better than anyone that it wouldn't help Blaine at all, just make him even more sad. The hazel-eyed boy smiled through his tears. "They were both professional dancers. After their death my mother's sister took me in and I am incredibly grateful for that to this day."
There was one final question that Kurt needed to ask and he knew that it was going to be the most painful one. "Why did you run away, Blaine?" He asked, looking straight into his golden orbs. "Why did you think that it was a good idea? You could have told me about Allie."
Blaine looked down at his hands again. "This was not about Allie, not only at least."
"Then what it was that you couldn't tell me?" Kurt asked, feeling the anger race through his veins.
"I..." Blaine trialed off, shaking his head.
"You can tell me." Kurt said softly, ignoring the anger and moving a little closer to Blaine.
"I'm pregnant." Blaine finally said, locking his eyes with Kurt's.
"What?" Kurt asked, not quite sure if his mind was processing the words correctly. "What did you say?"
"I'm pregnant. With your baby." Blaine said. "Almost five months along."
Kurt's gaze travelled down to Blaine's stomach and only then he realized that it wasn't just an oversized sweater. It was a baby bump pressing against the material.
"Please, say something." Blaine whispered.
Kurt just kept looking at the bump wondering how he hadn't figured it out sooner. "I don't understand." He finally managed to say.
"I'm sorry." Blaine said, sobbing. "I'm sorry for hurting you so many times but please, don't leave me."
Kurt couldn't think straight in that moment. "I have to go." He said quickly standing up from the sofa. "I'm sorry, Blaine, but this is just too much."
He walked out of the room, hearing Blaine's calls. "Kurt! Please, come back."
As he was pulling on his wet jacket Susan walked down the stairs with her arms crossed over her chest. "Already going home? Didn't you want to see Blaine so desperately?"
"Go to hell." Kurt said, taking his suitcase. As he turned around he could see Blaine standing in the doorframe, looking like the most miserable creature on the face of the planet but he ignored him and left the house shutting the door with way too much force.
Before the door closed though, he could hear Susan's voice. "I told you this would happen."
After walking through the dark streets for about ten minutes, his legs became too tired to carry him, so he found the nearest bus stop, sat down on the bench and called his father asking to pick him up.
Burt was beyond surprised to hear that his son was in Ohio but as soon as he realized how weak and broken he sounded, Burt stopped questioning him and said that he would be there as soon as possible. Kurt felt bad for calling him so late but he needed his father right now.
It took Burt almost two hours to get from Lima to Westerville but when he finally pulled over in front of the bus stop, Kurt felt like a great weight had been lifted from his heart. As soon as his father excited the car Kurt ran over to him and collapsed in his strong arms.
Burt started rubbing Kurt's back up and down, clearly trying to bring him some comfort even though he had no idea what was going on. "Dad," Kurt whispered into his shoulder between the sobs.
"Shh. Let's go home. Then we can talk and figure this out."
Kurt obediently got into the vehicle and wrapped his arms tightly around his body. They weren't even halfway through when Burt started asking questions. "What is going on, Kurt?"
"Love is one of the worst things ever, you know?" Kurt said, laughing bitterly.
"So this is about this boy, I assume." Burt said, glancing at his son. Kurt nodded his head shortly. "Do I need to kick his ass?" He asked seriously.
"No." Kurt said. "The problem is that I can't decide if I love or hate him."
"You need to tell me everything, buddy, 'cause right now I'm hella confused."
"Are you sure you want to hear this story?" Kurt asked, raising his eyebrows. "It's really long and complicated."
"We have a lot of time." Burt said smiling softly at his son. "I'm all ears."
Kurt looked through the window at the world bathed in blackness listening to the took a deep breath trying to get ready to relive all the memories. And then he started speaking, describing every single detail of the story.
When he let it all out he felt lighter but also exhausted.
"Is...is that all?" Burt asked, when Kurt stopped describing his visit in Blaine's house. The blue-eyed boy nodded his head trying to avoid his father's gaze. "Umm...then I guess you have every right to be mad at Blaine."
Kurt turned his head to look at his father. "Wait, so you're not disappointed in me? Blaine is pregnant as if with a baby. In a couple of months you're going to become a grandfather." Kurt said, studying his father's face. "Doesn't it scare you at all? I'm freaking terrified."
"I'm not disappointed in you, Kurt." Burt said gently. "Do I think that you're too young for a kid? Hell yeah. But I know that no matter what, you would be an amazing father. You just have to decide if you're ready for that. Remember that being with Blaine would also mean being a father to his daughter."
"I know." Kurt said.
"You can leave but this decision would hunt you down for the rest of your life."
The car stopped and only then Kurt realized that they were in Lima in front of their house. "I don't know what to do, dad." Kurt said helplessly. "I love Blaine but I don't know if I can forgive him for hiding the truth."
"You need to keep in mind that he had a reason to lie to you." Burt said looking at Kurt with gentle eyes. "That boy just left him breaking his heart."
"I know all that." Kurt said, frustrated. "I just can't think straight anymore."
"You need to get some rest, buddy." Burt said placing his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "You look like you're about to pass out."
"I haven't slept properly in a while." Kurt said massaging his temples. "I guess getting some sleep would be a good idea."
When Kurt's head hit the pillow the sun was already on the sky.
When twelve hours later he opened his eyes for the first time in weeks he was sure of his feelings. Yes, maybe Blaine hadn't been honest with him, maybe he had broken Kurt's heart shattering it into tiny pieces, but Kurt was positve that he loved Blaine way too much to let him go.
"Daddy! Can we go play outside?" Allie asked looking at Blaine with huge, pleading eyes.
The dark-haired boy smiled at her slightly but shook his head. "Maybe later, first you need to eat breakfast."
Blaine finished making drop scones and sat down Allie on the chair setting the plate and a cup of hot cocoa in front of her. She immediately started eating with her hands, getting the chocolate sauce all over her face. Blaine smiled at her fondly, for a moment forgetting about Kurt.
He sat down opposite her and watched as she ate.
"Why are you sad, daddy?" She eventfully asked, showing as much concern as a four year old girl could.
"I'm not sad." Blaine said, trying to smile.
Allie titled her head to the side, taking a long sip of her drink. Thankfully, this answer seemed to convince her. "When are you going back to the big city?" She suddenly asked, looking very scared.
Blaine immediately felt guilty. "Not for a while." He said honestly. "For now I'm staying with you and auntie Susan."
"Really?" She asked, clearly doubting his words. She was used to her father coming home only for holidays.
"Really." Blaine said smiling at her sadly. He shouldn't have left her in Ohio all these years ago. He should have done something to make her and himself happy, so that they didn't have to be apart for so long.
"Good morning." Susan said cheerfully entering the kitchen. She kissed Allie's forehead and Blaine's cheek. The hazel-eyed boy flinched at the touch but the woman obviously didn't care. "It's such a beautiful day." She said looking through the window, at their big garden. "We could go to the park today, what do you think, Allie?"
The little girl nodded her head enthusiastically. "Yeah!" She turned her big eyes to Blaine. "Can we go, daddy?" She asked hopefully.
"You two should go, but I'm not really in the mood." Blaine said, sending a sharp glance towards his aunt, who seemed to be in a excellent mood.
"But daddy!" Allie whined giving him her puppy eyes. "Please!"
"I'm tired, princess." Blaine said, taking a tissue and wiping the rest of the chocolate off Allie's face. "We can go tomorrow, okay?"
The little girl opened her mouth as if she wanted to argue but then she just lowered her green eyes and nodded her head sadly. Blaine knew that his daughter was way too young to understand that her father was going through something serious but the fact that she knew not to keep praying was enough to make Blaine think that she was a lot smarter that most kids her age.
The sadness in her eyes though was unbearable and Blaine wanted to make her feel better. "Don't be upset, honey." He said placing his hand on top of her head, smoothing Allie's silk-like hair. "When you get back we can watch your favorite Disney movie."
A big smile immediately appeared on her face warming up Blaine's heart. "The one about Mulan?"
Blaine smiled back. It also was his favorite Disney movie. "Yeah, this one."
"Go wash your hands and mouth, Allie." Susan said gaining the little girl's attention. "I'll help you put on your rain coat in a minute."
"Okay!" Allie said enthusiastically and quickly ran out of the room.
Blaine followed her with his eyes smiling fondly and then looked at his aunt, who's gaze was focused on him. The dark-haired boy sighed, knowing what was coming. She smiled at him sadly and sat down on the chair opposite him. "You should get over him. You have more important things to focus on." She said glancing at Blaine's rounded stomach.
"But I don't want to." Blaine said. "The fact that he came here yesterday isn't enough of a proof for you that he cares about me?" When Susan just kept looking at him with pitiful eyes, Blaine added. "I don't blame him for not knowing what to do now. I screwed up by hiding everything from him. This is completely my fault."
"No, Blaine." She said covering his hand with hers. "No one can blame you for trying to protect your heart from getting broken again."
"Guess this is not something I'm good at." Blaine said bitterly avoiding her eyes.
"You still have time for love." She said standing up from the chair. Susan walked over to him and kissed Blaine's forehead while tucking one of his curls behind his ear. "See you later, honey."
Susan sent him another sad look and slowly excited the room.
"Love's for fools." Blaine whispered sadly also standing up. He waited until the sound of Susan's steps faded away and walked to his bedroom. Once he was sure that Allie and Susan were out, he turned on his stereo and lied down in bed listening to some of the most depressing songs that he could find.
He hadn't been sleeping well since he came here. He missed listening to the noise of always busy New York. Now most of the time he had to deal with silence which was slowly becoming one of the worst things ever.
When Blaine was too tired to listen to sad melodies he stood up from the bed and wandered over to the stereo once again and put on some of his favorite songs to make thinking a little bit easier. Once the more cheerful music was playing, Blaine was finally able to clear his mind, forget Susan's hurtful words and just focus on his current situation.
The truth was that as much as he wanted to ignore his aunt, Blaine knew that she was kind of right. Kurt had every right to be mad at him. How could he ever forgive Blaine for hiding from him such an important part of himself?
Blaine stopped walking and looked down at his slightly rounded belly. He knew that every new life was a gift but everything was even more complicated because of it. He wished to go back in time and prevent everything from going to hell because of his stupidity but unfortunately he had to live with consequences of his actions.
He had been so afraid all this time that the history would reaped itself and now that it was happening Blaine still wasn't prepared for it.
A sad smile appeared of his face, because no, it wasn't the same as before. Now Blaine knew that no matter how unhelpful Susan could be a times, she would always be there for him and he could always find comfort in Allie's honest smile. No matter what the outcome, he was going to pull through and live on.
But then again, everything would be ten times better if Kurt was by his side. Blaine was aware of the fact that Kurt was still a kid (just like himself), a hopeless romantic chasing after his dreams in a big city and he most definitely wasn't ready to be a parent of two children but Blaine wanted to believe that together they could create something amazing.
As much as Blaine wanted to call Kurt and tell him all these things, he knew that it was Kurt's decision to make. He couldn't just corner Kurt and expect him to make such a tough decision even though he was dying to know what the other boy thought about all of this.
Suddenly the previously welcome loneliness became unbearable and Blaine longed for someone who would give him a bear hug and tell him that everything was going to be okay. In moments like this Blaine missed his parents the most even though he didn't remember them at all. Susan was like a mother to him, obviously, but Blaine wanted to know what his real mother would be like. He wanted her to make him a hot cocoa and just talk to him for as long as Blaine needed. He wanted his dad to clap him on the back and tell him that even though Blaine was far from perfect, he was still incredibly proud of him.
He could always contact Santana and confess to her but she wasn't always the best listener. With nothing else to do, Blaine let his eyes shut close. Several minutes later he fell into a shallow sleep dreaming about Kurt. He knew that it was just a stupid dream, a fantasy but his lips and soothing words felt so real that some time later he got lost in that perfect world for good.
The time went by and a couple of hours later Blaine found himself sitting on the comfortable couch in the living room with his daughter curled up into his side with her hands pressed protectively to Blaine's stomach. He ran his hand through her ginger hair smiling at his little miracle with pure adoration. They were both covered by a thick blanket, so that they wouldn't get cold.
Susan was already asleep and both Blaine and Allie should have gone to sleep much earlier but Blaine didn't have the heart to wake his baby girl up just yet.
He was about to quietly stand up from the sofa and make himself some hot tea when he heard a suspicious bump coming from behind the front door. A cold shiver ran down his spine at the prospect of some burglar trying to harm his family. His rational part kept telling him that it would be best if he just ignored it, because it could be anything and Blaine's imagination was just probably playing tricks of him.
But there was some other, stronger part that wanted him to check it out even though it could possibly be harmful. He swallowed down and slowly lifted up Allie's head from his lap and placed it on the sofa. Then he stood up and with a racing heart started approaching the door. The damn wooden door without any sort of window or anything that would let him see what was on the other side.
For a split second he thought about returning to the living room and his little bubble of safety but despite these rational thoughts Blaine lifted up his hand and touched the door handle with his fingertips. And then he rolled his eyes at his stupidity remembering that he needed a key to unlock the door first. The dark-haired boy quickly found the small item and not thinking it though any further he put the key in the lock, turned it twice and rapidly swung the door open.
It turned out that there was someone. The person was clearly surprised as they backed away so quickly and suddenly, that they fell down on the hard ground. It all was happening so quickly that Blaine couldn't even tell if it was a man or a woman. He knew that he should just close the door and call the police or something but for some reason he stood frozen in place.
"Fuck!" Only then when he heard the familiar voice, he realized that the person lying on the ground was in fact Kurt. When his eyes finally adjusted to the almost unnoticeable moonlight, Blaine could see Kurt's incredibly skinny jeans and gorgeous navy blue jacket.
"Kurt? What are you doing here? It's like half past eleven." Blaine said walking over to the other boy. He helped Kurt up and watched as he brushed off the dirt from his clothes with disgust written all over his face. A small smile formed on Blaine's face without his permission. He had to keep reminding himself that the fact that Kurt was there didn't mean that they were on their way to figure things out between them.
"I wanted to talk." Kurt said playing with his hands nervously. Blaine opened his mouth to say something, possibly beg for Kurt's forgiveness but he found himself speechless. The blue-eyed boy looked at him, half-smiling and gently took his hand. His gaze focused on their joined hands and a cold shiver ran down Blaine's spine. Kurt's eyes were filled with some sort of sorrow as if in that short moment he was remembering all of their ups and downs and wondering how the hell it was possible that they were here now.
"Do you want to come inside?" Blaine asked dumbly, clearly snapping Kurt out of his little bubble. The blue-eyed boy blinked twice and shook his head quickly letting go of Blaine's hand. It suddenly became very cold and Blaine wrapped his arms around his torso, missing Kurt's touch.
"Oh, yes!" He said looking at Blaine with concern. "You shouldn't be out in a weather like that without a jacket." They quickly entered the house and Blaine locked the door.
Once they were finally inside, save from the strong wind, Blaine led Kurt to the kitchen, so that Allie wouldn't hear them. "Do you want something to drink?" Blaine asked desperately wanting to busy his hands with something.
But Kurt quickly walked over to him, and a little hesitantly took Blaine's hand into his pulling the shorter boy away from the cupboards. "No, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to swallow anything down right now." He chuckled nervously but the faint smile soon vanished and was replaced with a mixture of confusion, hurt and hope.
They sat down by the kitchen table and Blaine couldn't fight the hope bubbling up inside of him anymore. He wanted to believe that Kurt was there to figure out things between them and not to end everything and break his heart. The rational part of his mind kept reminding him that this mess was his fault only and that he should have done something to prevent this situation but now was way too late to fix the past.
"I am so sorry, Kurt." Blaine said making the blue-eyed boy look up at him. "I know I shouldn't have been such a coward, but this is what I do when things get too intense. I run away and hide."
"Hey, I know that you're sorry, Blaine." Kurt said gently reaching his hand across the table and placing it over Blaine's. "So stop beating yourself up. I'm still really confused and this is a lot to take in but I want to hear the whole story. I want to know everything."
Blaine looked down at their joined hands thinking about the best way to explain it all to Kurt. "But it's a really long story..."
"We've got time." Kurt said smiling softly and squeezing Blaine's hand.
Blaine took a deep breath as he opened up the gate to his memories. A wave of strong feelings washed over him and opened all the wounds almost knocking the air out of him. When he closed his eyes for a second, he could see all of the places and people from the past. He really didn't want to reveal it all to Kurt and feel the pain all over again but Kurt deserved to know the whole story.
"So as you already know Susan isn't my real mother even though I treat her as such." Blaine started, not looking up at Kurt. "From what Susan told me I know that my parents were loving and passionate people. They met in a dance studio when they were both seventeen and almost immediately fell in love. Soon after they turned eighteen they got married. They were really good dancers. You should have seen them in action. I have some old videos." He paused for a short moment to look up at Kurt. He could only see understanding and curiosity in his eyes, so Blaine continued. "Then my mom got pregnant, so she had to quit dancing for some time."
"Two years after I was born my mom decided to return to her dream job. Unfortunately, it didn't go as she planned." Blaine knew that his voice was starting to shake but he ignored it as best as he could and carried on. "When my parents were driving to their first competition where they could perform together since I was born, a truck drove into them. They died instantly."
Blaine was barely able to keep himself in check but then Kurt stood up and moved his chair so that he could sit right next to Blaine. Their bodies were touching and Kurt wrapped his arm around Blaine's shoulders keeping Blaine sane. "Hey, I know how it's like to lose a parent." Kurt said smiling at Blaine in sympathy.
As much as Blaine wanted to show Kurt that he was strong a few tears escaped his eyes exposing Blaine's vulnerability. But maybe it was finally time to be helpless, because Kurt was right next to him and he would help Blaine regain his strength. "My mom's sister, Susan, gained a full custody of me and took me in, happy to be able to keep a tiny piece of her sister with her. I really love her, you know? I couldn't ask for a better parent...even though I wish I could have met my biological mother and father. I hate myself for not remembering them."
Kurt didn't say anything, just kept looking at Blaine with a sea of love in his eyes. In that moment Blaine knew for sure that everything was going to be alright between them. Even though he had screwed up more than one time it was clear that Kurt didn't want to let go either.
"My childhood was happy and when I realized I was gay I wasn't afraid to tell Susan, because I knew she would accept me just the way I was." He smiled slightly. "Of course I was right. As soon as she found out she wanted to protect me from the whole world and she became slightly overprotective. When I graduated from the middle school she sent me to private school where people like me were accepted and treated equally. I joined the Warblers and..." He was silent for a moment trying to ready himself to tell all of his secrets to Kurt.
The blue-eyed boy stayed silent looking at him without any trace of judgment. "...and then I met a boy. His name was Joey and we were in the same grade. We...I mean, we clicked pretty much immediately and we started dating. He...he was my first love and I will never forget him." He licked his lips and swallowed down, suddenly wishing that he had something to drink as he throat seemed very dry. "We started being intimate the summer after our freshman year. And...what can I say? The beginning of the school year came with a little surprise. During a regular check up I found out that I had the Landon's disease. Too bad I was already pregnant." He snorted leaning his whole body against Kurt's and letting the younger boy hold him.
"What about Joey?" Kurt asked squeezing tightly Blaine's shoulder.
"I was terrified of telling him and the accident with the pills was still fresh in my mind but I mustered up all the courage I had and told him. He was shocked, of course but he swore that he loved me and that he would be with me and the baby no matter what."
After a beat of silence Kurt asked carefully. "Was your aunt okay with it?"
"Well, it was kind of hard for her to see her nephew growing up so fast but she wasn't mad at neither of us." Blaine said with a faint smile still present on his face. "But it wasn't easy. My aunt's a veterinarian. It's not a bad-paid job but with paying for my school it could get pretty hard sometimes. And with a baby on the way it became even harder. Of course, Joey was always there to help but his family wasn't rich either. Baby stuff are expensive but somehow me managed to get all of it either from Susan's friends or from bargains."
Blaine's smile got a little bigger, when he realized what he was about to reveal next. "I kept boarding at Dalton for as long as I could. That is until my waters broke." He laughed a little remembering all the panicked yells and shocked stares. "And that happened in the middle of my history class." They both busted out in laughter. "And no, this was not as funny as it sounds." Kurt just laughed more covering his mouth with his hand. Blaine couldn't stop himself from laughing as well. "Okay, maybe it was but definitely not for me."
When the laughter died, Blaine remembered that the next part of his story wasn't that funny. A beautiful spark in Kurt's ocean blue eyes disappeared as he saw the frown on Blaine's face. " There was some trouble and I had to have a c-section. We named her Allie and for some time my life was good, not perfect but good. Sleepless nights were a nightmare but I had Susan so it wasn't that bad. But then..." He took a deep breath. "Then, when Allie was two months old Joey told me that it wasn't a life for him. He told me that he loved me but he was too young to take responsibility for another person. We broke up."
Blaine didn't say anything else about the most painful experience of his life and it seemed like he didn't have to, because in Kurt's eyes shone understanding. "I eventually stopped pinning after him, but I never truly moved on. I built up all those walls around to protect my heart from getting broken again. And of course because of this whole situation Susan got even more overprotective of me and Allie." Blaine lowered his gaze, feeling as if he was reliving his whole life one more time. "She didn't want to let me go to New York at the beginning but after months of telling her that studying at NYADA was my biggest dream, she finally agreed but I couldn't take Allie with me." The bright tears again gathered in his eyes and a few of them slowly rolled down his cheeks. "I really wanted to have my little angel by my side, but I knew that I wouldn't have been able to study and take care of a child at the same time. Susan also kept telling me that she was better at taking her of childern anyway."
"So I went to New York, rented a small apartment and found a best friend in my roommate. My first year at NYADA was hard but I somehow managed to pull through without any major breakdowns. I didn't make any friends, because I didn't want to get hurt again but then..." He looked up at Kurt, with a weak smile upon his face. "I met you and everything changed." He paused for a moment, his lower lip trembling. "And it seems like the history is repeating itself. I'm back in Ohio and pregnant."
"You shouldn't have left New York. You could have told me...I wouldn't have left you." Kurt said softly looking straight into Blaine's amber eyes.
"I know that now, Kurt. But I was too afraid to take a leap of faith." Blaine wrapped his arms tightly around Kurt's middle and rested his head against the taller boy's chest closing his eyes. "Please, stay with me." He whispered listening to the peaceful beating of Kurt's heart. "I'm so afraid that I'm going to end up alone again. I know it's all my fault and I'm so sorry. Will you forgive me?"
"I already have." Kurt said resting his chin on top of his head. "I love you, Blaine. You mean everything to me but you have to learn how to trust me."
"I know." Blaine said breathing in Kurt's beautiful scent. "I really want to." He paused for a moment. "But...what do we do now?"
"I know we have a lot to discuss but we're both tired. We should both go to sleep." Kurt said softly lifting up Blaine's chin with his hand so that the shorter boy was looking straight at him.
"Will you stay here?" Blaine asked softly.
"Of course." Kurt smiled untangling himself from Blaine. They both stood up and started walking towards the staircase hand in hand until Blaine remembered that Allie was still sleeping on the sofa in the living room.
"Oh, I need to carry Allie to bed." Blaine said pulling Kurt into the living room. He walked over to the little girl on the sofa and was about to pick her up when Kurt gently touched his shoulder.
"You shouldn't carry heavy things. Let me do it." Kurt said hovering over Blaine's daughter.
"Okay. Thank you." Blaine said watching as Kurt carefully picked up Allie and cradled her against his chest. They walked up the stairs and Blaine showed Kurt the way to Allie's room. The blue-eyed boy lied her down in bed and covered her with a colorful duvet. Seeing Kurt with Allie in his arms filled Blaine's heart with warmth and he smiled softly at the two in front of him.
Then they went to Blaine's bedroom and changed into pajamas. Blaine chuckled upon seeing Kurt in his clothes but even though the pants were slightly too short the other boy looked adorable. They jumped under the covers and Kurt's arms immediately wrapped around Blaine's body holding him tightly. Blaine curled up into Kurt's chest but even though they were both beyond exchausted they couldn't find sleep.
"A child is a big responsibility." Blaine stated feeling Kurt's breath on his neck.
"I know that." Kurt said calmly. "But the thought of a little person which is half you and half me, fills my heart with wonder."
The hazel-eyed smiled. "So I guess it means that I'm moving back to New York." He paused for a moment. "But this time I'm taking my daughter with it."
"Blaine..." Kurt began carefully. "As much as I want you to live in New York with me, I can't force you into anything. If you're not comfortale with moving just tell me. We can figure something out together."
"New York is where I belong." Blaine said with determination. "It's where we all belong."
"What about Susan then?"
The thought of leaving her alone in Ohio saddened him. "I love Susan and I don't want her to be alone, but it's time for her to start living her life instead of constantly taking care of me and my problems."
"Okay." Kurt simply said tightening his hold on Blaine. Not long after that they both drifted off to sleep.
The sun was shyly peeking from behind the curtains when Blaine finally decided to open his eyes and greet the new day. He looked around and frowned noticing that the other side of his bed was cold and empty. He sat up straight and stretched out his limbs yawning. Was it possible that Kurt had just left?
He quickly shook his head dismissing this thought. Kurt wasn't like that. Now Blaine knew that the blue-eyed boy would never do something like that to him. He rolled out of bed and put on some clothes too eager to see Kurt to do something about his appearance. Blaine excited his bedroom and walked down the stairs, already hearing noises coming from the kitchen.
"Good morning, sleepy head." He heard the melodic voice as soon as Blaine walked into the kitchen. The scene in front of him almost killed him from the amount of warmth and love that was filling his heart upon seeing something that could possibly become his future.
Kurt was making pancakes while Allie was sitting at the kitchen table and talking to Kurt with a big smile upon her face. "Daddy!" She exclaimed happily as soon as she noticed her father standing in the doorway. "Kurt makes the best pancakes ever!"
"Oh, really?" Blaine leaned against the wall and raised his eyebrow, not quite able to stop himself from lighting up the whole room with his gigantic smile. "Even better than your beloved daddy?"
The little girl became silent for a moment as if seriously thinking about her answer. "Yes, daddy." She said at last, still smiling like a maniac.
Blaine shook his head and walked over to Kurt who was looking at him with some much love and admiration that Blaine knees were becoming weak. "Is there enough for me?" Blaine asked resting his hand on top of Kurt's on the cupboard.
"Maybe, if you ask nicely." Kurt said flirtaously. All Blaine wanted was to take Kurt into his arms and kiss every inch of his porcelain skin but Allie was in the room as well and the curly-haired boy didn't want to gross her out. Instead he gently pressed his lips against Kurt's cheek kissing the tender flesh softly.
"Good enough for now." Kurt said giggling. "We have all the time in the world for more."
Blaine smiled. While he was still scared out of his mind that one of them was going to screw up at some point, he desperately wanted to be with Kurt. He was done holding back and hiding behind a mask of arrogance and fear. He was finally alright.