A/n: Ok so this is one of the last parts of this story. I have decided that chapter ten will be the end, and then I will be starting a new story called "After Hell Night." This is another Klaine Chapter written in Kurt's point of view. I think this and my very first chapter were my best work on this story.
Hit the ground running… we've all haeard about it. Be ready, is what it means. Be ahed of your competition. If only I had done it that night. I love him and I don't want to let him go. Before the world went black I remember him falling on top of me, shieling me from the pieces of burnt wood falling around us. If that's what love is then I'm extremely grateful that someone loves me…
It was told to me later that I wouldn't let go of his hand in the ambulance. That I screamed when they took him away. That I cried when they said he wasn't going to make it. If that's what love is I'm terribly sorry that he loves me…
cried myself to sleep for nights at a time. They wouldn't let me see him and at the sem time I wouldn't be able to see him. Nightmares plagued my sleep. I dreamed of our falling. WE were freefalling surrounded by fire and burning wood. Smoke filled my nose, and what I couldn't see were the people tumbling next to me. The last words I heard him speak were 'I love you.' If that's what love is then I want to die with him…"
It was shim. He was standing there, but I thought it was only a dream. I cried and threw myself into his arms. I pulled out my feeding tube, and my IV's, the nurses' screaming that my health was still in a dire state. But I didn't care. It was him he was here, and when we kissed I knew if wasn't a dream. If this is what loves is then I don't think I could live without it…