I just wouldnt even be surprised anymore if you guys hated me for how slow I am at updating - I hate myself for it so I wouldnt blame you :L But seriously, Thank you so much for being patient and for sticking with me while I go through the hecticness that is my life at the moment. College has been an actual pain these past few weeks - I had so much coursework to do, I was up until 2am nearly every night and I fell asleep on my sofa with my laptop with my work still loaded up too many times to even count. But the majority of its all over now - for now anyway :L So i actually have free time again :)

So as per usual because i will never stop thanking you guys, Thank you to everyone who alerted, favourited and reviewed - You all make the stressful tapping of the keyboard and writers block so worth it :) And 'battleofthebay89' - Jeez thank you SO MUCH for your review! That was such a lovely thing to read when I came home for my break on Thursday :) As i was driving back to College i still couldnt stop smiling so thank youu:)

So I thought I'd share something personal with you guys. The day after i posted Chapter 4, so it was Monday 3rd October, I found out that one of my friends, a boy in my year group from High School died in Hospital. He'd only turned 18 on the 29th September aswell. He had Myeloid Leukaemia and he was diagnosed with it when we were in Year 8 so we were like 13/14 and he went into remission but when we were in Year 10, it came back and he had a bone marrow transpant that was successful but then he developed Kidney failure and thats what he died of. I was literally in shock when i found out, I was shaking, I could barely talk, I even cried and i think the worst part of it all was I knew this boy, he was my age and I'd spent time with him - he wasn't just a face in the crowd. He was in my GCSE drama class and for a few lessons, we were partnered together to learn a dance together and I've never been so grateful because now i can say that I have a particular memory with him. Ashleys story has a few resembaelances to this story though which now makes this story have more meaning to me and now it's like as I'm writing this, I can't stop thinking about how he mustve felt through everything.

Sorry for the depressing story but I thought it was pretty relevant to this and so I thought I would share it.

Onto a happier note, I recently made a Tumblr xD well about 3/4 weeks ago now so if you want to get to know me a little better or talk to me or anything xD, My link is in my profile :) appreciate the username ahaa :L

So lets just get on with the story now yeah - I'll stop babbling on...enjoyy :)

Disclaimer - I dont own Glee :/

If she hadn't had known any better, Carole would not have been surprised to find strenuous weights hanging tightly onto the end of her eyelids as she periodically found herself drifting into light sleeps. The past week had certainly taken it's toll on not only Kurt, but the whole family and Carole was to say the least, absolutely exhausted. As she started to drift back into a light slumber, her head slowly drooping downwards as the paperback book started to lose its tight grip within her hands, she decided it was probably time to go to bed. As she straightened up the front room and gathered her things together, preparing to plunge the room into darkness for the night, it dawned on her that Kurt and Blaine had yet to emerge from the garden. Although she had 'rested her eyes' several times, Carole was absolutely positive she would've heard the heavy footsteps of the two boys walking through the front room to go upstairs. She furiously rubbed her bleary eyes as she walked through the kitchen and into the back garden. As she stepped out into the mild night time atmosphere, the sight before her pulled at her heart strings. Kurt and Blaine hadn't moved from earlier that night and were still sitting comfortably against the tree trunk. Kurt had his face nuzzled into Blaines chest, one hand clutching tightly onto Blaines shirt and the other extended across his boyfriends stomach. Blaine still had one arm around Kurts shoulder as he rested his cheek on top of Kurts head. The small smiles tugging on their lips reinforced how content the two boys were with exactly how they were. Of course, Carole was worried that Kurt would need a good nights sleep in preparation for the daunting day ahead of him but watching him snuggled tightly into Blaines protective arms, she realised that there was no better place for him to get a good sleep than where he was right now. They didn't need to be disturbed.

The warm, orange glow of the morning sky seeped into Kurts eye line as his eyes slowly squinted open. He sat up slowly and blinked his eyelids tightly as he looked around his surroundings in confusion. He couldn't remember falling asleep last night. He turned his head to find Blaine leaning against the bark, his head leaning towards his shoulder, his chest heaving smoothly up and down and his mouth slightly parted and to Kurt, he was beautiful. He shuffled backwards to press his body closer into Blaines. He softly started to run his fingers gently up and down Blaines chest as he pressed a gentle kiss to his boyfriends shoulder blade.

"Blaine. Blaine" he whispered.

"Mmm inaminute" Blaine groaned

"Baby wake up."

Blaines hazel irises started to make an appearance as he slowly opened his eyes to see Kurt beaming up at him.

"Hey" he whispered as he cleared the sleep from his throat.

"We fell asleep outside" Kurt said as a soft disbelieving giggle escaped his lips.

His hazel eyes widened as he looked round in bewilderment. "Oh - oh my god wha-how? How did no one notice?"

"I somehow think that they already know that we're out here" Kurt said as he tugged at the soft blanket that lay against Blaines lap.

"Oh" Blaine said as he looked down to find the soft, brown blanket strewn across him.

The two boys looked at each other. As if they had read each others thoughts, in perfect synchronisation, they both exclaimed "Carole", Blaine promptly adding "I knew there was a reason I loved that woman."

"Mmm - She is pretty amazing isn't she?" Kurt said as he leaned into Blaines side and gently tugged at his arm, bringing it back to its rightful place around his shoulders.

"Yeah" Blaine agreed. "Big day for you babe."

Kurt sighed. "Yeah"

"How're you feeling?"

"Nervous but not at the same time." Blaine looked down and tilted his head. He waited silently for Kurt to elaborate. "I'm nervous because, you know, obviously it's scary and intimidating and any other synonym you can think of but I feel okay because I know that you're gonna be there with me."

"Nothing could keep me away" Blaine leaned forward to capture Kurts lips with his.

"I know. And I love you for it." Kurt said as he cupped Blaines cheek in his hand, stroking his cheekbone with the side of his thumb.

Blaine smiled affectionately at him. "Do you not wanna go inside?" Knowing that Kurt was definitely not an outdoors person, he was extremely surprised that Kurt hadn't dashed the two of them indoors the minute he realised they were still outside.

Kurt slowly shook his head. "I'm not in any hurry right now - I kind of just wanna stay out here a little longer." he admitted. "Besides, I've always been asleep during a sunrise so I think I'll take this opportunity while I have it." he pondered.

"I remember the first time I ever watched a sunrise." Blaine started. He was mostly reminiscing to himself as he gazed at the sky but he felt the slight shift as Kurt tilted himself further into his arms and so knowing that Kurt had heard him, he happily shared his story. "I was fifteen and I was back in my room at Dalton. It was the morning after I had come out to my parents. I'd gone back for a family dinner and I'd just decided I'd had enough - I didn't want to hide who I was from my own family any longer. So I decided to tell them. Obviously it didn't go the way I had imagined in my head. I - I didn't sleep well that night - I just kept tossing and turning. All I could hear was dads piercing words, the sound of the cutlery clanging against the table as his hand kept slapping down against it and mums crying - it just - It felt like a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from, that would never end. In the end I just...got out of bed and I sat at my window and I sat there for so long that eventually the sunrise started to occur and its funny but just for a few moments...I forgot about everything that had happened the night before - I got so lost and entranced in the warm beauty, the tranquillity of it that all the bad stuff just...slipped away...just for a while and I guess, in a way, I was able to...forget. "

Kurt didn't quite know what to say. He obviously knew that Blaines parents were not accepting of their sons choices but Kurt never forced Blaine to talk about it. He always wanted Blaine to only talk about 'that' on his terms - whenever he felt comfortably enough to discuss it. "Thank you for telling me" he settled on.

"Thank you for being with me Kurt"

"Thank you for being with me too. I know I'm a lot to put up with sometimes" Kurt teased

"Hmm, well, that I won't disagree with" Blaine said in the most serious tone he could muster without laughing.

His answer was rewarded with a playful slap against his chest. "Oi" Kurt whined. "That's the part where you're supposed to say "You're perfect Kurt, I wouldn't change anything about you Kurt, I love you so much, blah blah"

Blaine laughed softly, shaking his head slightly. "Well you are a lot to put up with. I mean I've never met anyone who can spend two hours in one shop and not walking out with anything." He heard Kurt laugh breathlessly. He removed his arm from around Kurts shoulders to take Kurts face into both of his hands. He looked at him with so much sincerity. "But I would never, ever change anything about you, not one single thing, because to me, you are perfect."

Kurt nodded his head in appreciation with a goofy grin tugging at his lips. "That's better." He said with a wink. As they shuffled back into their original positions, after a few moments, Kurt said "And just so you know - Ditto Mr Anderson"

Eventually, the two boys made their way back into the house. As it was nearing 8:00, Kurt knew that his Dad and Carole were most likely to be awake by now, however no one had made their way downstairs yet and so Kurt decided to make breakfast for everyone. Knowing that Blaines cooking knowledge stretched as far as making Baked Beans on Toast and shoving a Pizza in the oven for ten minutes and even then, something nearly always managed to get burnt in the process whether it be the food or any part of Blaines body, Kurt gave him the simple task of setting the table. As Blaine finished placing the five plates around the table and started to lay out the cutlery alongside them, he realised the sound of the whisk loudly hitting the sides of the mixing bowl had ceased to exist. He lifted his head to catch Kurts eyes, who hadn't stopped watching Blaine for a good couple of minutes now. Their blissful smiles were enough to light up the room. There was something so...domestic about this that the two of them equally loved and could easily see themselves doing, with each other, every morning, for the rest of their lives.

As Kurt was expertly flipping a batch of pancakes at the cooker and Blaine was carrying a carton of Orange Juice and jug of Coffee to the table, Burt chose this moment to shuffle down the stairs, Carole following closely behind.

"Got out of doing all the hard work did you Kid?" Burt teased as he eyed Blaine placing the drinks down on the table."

"I just gave him the easier lot of the 'hard work' to do" Kurt quipped from his position at the cooker as he kept a watchful eye over the Breakfast "I mean, he did set a beautiful table." he said as he motioned to the table Blaine had set out. The knives and forks were perfectly aligned next to the plates, the kitchen roll folded into neat triangles underneath the forks and the glasses placed on top of the coasters.

"I'll have you know Burt, that because of your son, I was positively banned from all tasks involving helping to make breakfast or generally just being in the kitchen."

Kurt had just placed a batch of cooked pancakes into the oven to keep warm as he poured more mixture into the frying pan. "He just gets to sit there and look pretty" he said without peeling his eyes away from the task at hand.

"Are you sure he can even do that?" Burt playfully rubbed Blaines shoulder as he shuffled further into the kitchen to see if he could get any sneak peaks at the Breakfast whose delicious aroma relentlessly travelled up his nostrils.

"Burt, honey" Carole said as she moved to sit at the table. Before she sat down next to Blaine, she pressed a kiss into his bed of brown curls and placed a hand over his as she lowered herself onto the seat. "Good morning sweetie" she said as if Blaine was one of her own children. Blaine couldn't help the smile that grew even wider on his face at this affection which he happily returned.

"It's alright Dad, I think he's got that one down." Kurt said before peering over his shoulder to flash a cheeky smile at his boyfriend.

Turning his attention back to the banter he was receiving from both Kurt and Burt, he replied "Gee, Thanks honey." The words dripping with sarcasm just caused the four of them to laugh harder at the banter being playfully bounced across the room.

Four soon became a complete set of five as a gangly boy, eyes still half shut, hair sticking up in every possible direction shuffled down the stairs and into the dining area, not even bothering to pick up his feet as he dragged them lethargically across the floor. "What's everyone laughing at" Finn asked, stifling down a yawn.

"Nothing for you to worry your pretty little confused head about" he heard his brother say as he walked towards the table, a tray that held a hot, stack of pancakes in one hand and a bottle of maple syrup in the other. "Breakfast is served" Kurt proudly announced as he took his seat next to Blaine which Carole had kindly vacated, Finn promptly took a seat next to his mother and Burt at the head of the table. Everything just felt...right. Everything felt normal, even though things were far from normal.

The complimentary comments were made towards Kurt before the family settled into a comfortable silence. Nothing really needed to be said. As the Breakfast drew to an end, Burt effectively broke the silence.

"Kurt are you sure you don't want me to come with you today? I'm sure Marcus can cover for me, I mean, It is what I pay him for."

"No dad, honestly, go to work - I'll be fine. There won't be much for you to do anyway - It's just going to be a lot of sitting around for hours on end."

"But it's your first treatment Kurt...I-"

"I haven't forgotten what it is, dad" Kurt swiftly said as he danced his fork along the empty plate in front of him, refusing to meet Burts eyes. He soon looked up." Dad, honestly, just- just go to work. You know, do something than worry about me for a few hours - It'll be a good distraction. I'll be fine." Kurt assured him but Burt was hardly convinced.

"You're my son. Even when you're under the same roof as me, I'll never stop worrying about you. But okay." Burt felt better knowing that even if Kurt point blankly refused his presence, Blaine would still be there with him. He knew that Kurt would be safe with Blaine and that Blaine would comfort his son throughout the day. That he had no doubts about. He knew that Kurt was right though, the actual process of recieving the chemotherapy would be fairly straightforward and would just involve a lot of sitting around - the real work would start in the following days. "Will you just make sure that you dress comfortably? Its going to be a long and gruelling day for you."

"Yes dad" Kurt obviously giving his father the answer he wanted.

Under his mothers instructions, Finn cleared the table and filled the dishwasher with the mornings items. Both Burt and Carole dashed around the house as they got ready for the day of work ahead of them. Before either of them left the house, they both offered extra long goodbyes today, complete with 'I love you's', 'I'm so proud of you' and 'I'll be thinking of you' before walking out of the front door. He knew they cared and were worried but Kurt almost felt...smothered by it all. He usually would have welcomed all of the attention but he didn't want any with this. It was wishful thinking but he just wanted to pretend that this wasn't all such a big deal. Kurt was almost relieved when the only thing Finn said to him before leaving to meet Rachel was 'Good luck dude'.

As Blaine walked into their bedroom, a disbelieving chuckle escaped his mouth. Kurt was standing at his vanity mirror, coiffing his hair to nothing short of perfection. He shut his eyes, as if when he reopened them Kurt would be dressed in something completely different. The charcoal waistcoat sculpted his upper body, the white shirt underneath tucked neatly into the black skinny jeans that hugged Kurt perfectly and defined every curve of his lower body. If today wasn't so important, Blaine might have considered the two of them being late.

"Kurt" He began, desperately trying to stifle another laugh, "I don't think that's what your dad meant when he said dress 'comfortably'."

"Exactly - He said dress 'comfortably' and this is what I'm comfortable in." Kurt informed him.

"Erm, I think he meant more along the lines of sweat pants and a loose fitting top babe."

Kurt slowly turned towards his boyfriend who stood in the doorway of their room. Blaine was confused to find a smile across his face. "I would rather be caught dead." He simply said, nodding as he did as if to emphasise his point. Suddenly the smile made more sense to Blaine. "Besides, what he doesn't know won't hurt him." Kurt added.

Blaine admitted defeat. Kurt wasn't going to change and although he wanted Kurt to be comfortable, he wasn't exactly complaining at the end result. "Okay, if you say so." He walked into the room and collected the magazines from the bed Kurt had gathered together for the day. "Ready to go?" he said offering out an outstretched hand. Kurt looked at him for a minute. He loved Blaine with all of his heart but those three words just reminded him why. They reminded him that Blaine was sticking to his promise and that he always would keep his promise - that he was going to be there for Kurt throughout this, that he would never leave his side, that he would support him throughout everything. If love was an eye colour, Kurts eyes would have been drowning in it right now. With a simple nod, he slipped his hand into Blaines and the two of them walked out of the room, shutting the door of that one last moment of normalcy the two of them had just shared behind them.

It felt as though hours and hours had passed when in reality, they had only been driving for fifteen minutes. The twenty five minute drive to the Hospital felt as though it was taking an eternity today. The two boys sat in silence as Blaine drove them. He'd made the conscious decision to leave the radio off - he didn't think that Kurt would be in the mood for animated, enthusiastic radio presenters playing their cheery pop music today. As the car rolled to a stop at a red light, Blaine realised he had made the appropriate decision and had predicted Kurts mood correctly. As he looked over, he found his boyfriend staring aimlessly out of the window, his hands resting in his lap. Kurt was pulled out of his daze when he felt Blaine take one of his hands to rest in between them. Blaine squeezed it and flashed Kurt a brief comforting smile before pulling away at the change of the lights. Kurt turned back towards the window, feeling more relaxed than he had the whole journey and their hands never broke away from each others for the remaining time spent in the car.

Approaching the hospital doors, Kurt took a deep breath. No turning back now. Finished gathering their things from the car, Blaine trailed behind. As he reached Kurt, he placed a hand to the small of his back.

"Come on babe" he whispered. "Together, remember?"

"Together" Kurt whispered and the two of them walked hand in hand, through the reception doors.

It had been a few days since either of them had been in the Hospital but nothing had changed. It was all still so familiar. The piercing beeping sounds being emitted from the various machines around the wards, the potent aroma of the disinfectant that wafted through the air, Doctors rushing past them, tightly clutching their beeping pagers in their hands. Despite the constant noises surrounding them, the walk up to the Oncology Ward was silent. They didn't need to make small talk about what was going on around them or what they could see around them - they had each other and that was all they needed right now.

"Can I help you boys?" The receptionist warmly said as they approached the Front Desk of the Oncology Ward.

"Yeah I'm Kurt Hummel and I'm here for...I'm here for my t-treatments" he slowly trailed off.

The womans fingertips moved expertly along the keyboard as if she had been working at computers her whole life. Kurt wasn't even sure if she was looking at the keyboard - her eyes were fixed at the screen in front of her.

"Oh yeah I've got you. Okay sweetie do you want to just go take a seat over there..." she lifted herself slightly out of her chair and pointed to the row of chairs along the wall behind them, "and your Nurse, her names Steph, she'll come out and get you in a minute - I'll just let her know you're here." She finished with a smile.

Both Kurt and Blaine thanked the woman before walking over to the chairs, hands still voluntarily glued tightly together. As they sat down, Kurt rested his head on Blaines shoulder. They weren't waiting long before a young woman came strolling around the corner, who they assumed must have been Kurts nurse. She had short, wavy honey blonde hair with eyes that closely resembled delicate emeralds. She looked every bit the professional Nurse with her light blue scrubs and stethoscope dangling around her neck. Kurt guessed she was probably in her thirties.

"Kurt Hummel?" She said as she approached them. The two boys politely stood to their feet.

"That's me"

"It's so good to meet you honey. I'm Steph and I'll be your nurse for all of your treatments." She turned her attention to Blaine. "Who's this then?"

"This is Blaine - Blaine Anderson. He's my boyfriend."

"It's lovely to meet you" Blaine said as he extended his free hand to her.

"Oooh he's quite the charmer isn't he? Caught yourself a good one." She said to Kurt with a playful wink. She happily took Blaines hand. "Lovely to meet you too sweetie." She took a step backwards from the two boys. "Well I have to say that you two are exceptionally handsome - If only I was 10 years younger" She dreamily commented. "And..." she brought her left hand up into all of their eye levels "Not married" she added which just caused them all of them to laugh. Kurt loved her already. The fun but soft motherly quality within her had, in a matter of minutes, allowed Kurt to feel incredibly relaxed. Steph almost reminded Kurt of Carole.

"Right lets just take a seat again so I can go over a couple of things with you both okay." They all swiftly sat down as Steph glanced at the clipboard she had been holding, muttering the information she was reminding herself of under her breath. "Okay, so, Kurt..." she lifted her head to look at the two boys who waited patiently "You're down as an outpatient, correct?"

"Correct" Kurt assured her

"And you will be undertaking Intravenous Chemotherapy?"

"Intra-what?" His eyebrows slowly furrowed together.

"Intravenous chemotherapy" she repeated. Steph found the look of confusion on his face utterly adorable. "Are you having it through the vein sweetie?"

"Oh, yeah I - sorry I didn't realise there was an actual name." Kurt almost felt ashamed that he didn't know that there was a technical name for his treatment but Steph soon cast his worries aside.

She waved a hand at him. "Don't worry about it. In all honesty, you probably don't need to know the full name - It's just because its right in front of me and our notes obviously have to be written very precise and technical and using all correct medical terminology." She glanced over her notes one more time before saying "I think that is everything. Are you ready?"

Kurt looked over his shoulder to find Blaine smiling at him. The same comforting smile that reassured Kurt that he was right there beside him.

"Yes" he said as he turned back to Steph.

"Okay, follow me then and we can get everything set up"

Several doors along the corridor were left ajar and as they walked along, Kurt couldn't help but notice several of the other patients on the ward receiving their treatments as he peered inside. Some were old, some were young, some looked like him - as though it was their first time on the ward too and some just looked frail and defeated - like they'd been here too many times before.

"Here we go" Steph said as they arrived at the room. It was a good medium sized room - the walls were a calming light blue which was a vast improvement from the bland white walls Kurt was surrounded by the last time they had been there. There was a large window that allowed the natural light to freely illuminate the room. A brown, leather armchair resided in the centre of the room and next to it was all the equipment and machines that would be required for the treatment. Blaine took one of the chairs from the stack that was tucked safely into the far corner and brought it right next to the armchair which Kurt was now making himself comfortable in. The machines suddenly started to whir into life as Steph started to get everything ready. After a few minutes of pressing every single possible button on the machines and hooking several wires into their rightful places, Steph turned to Kurt with the Cannula in her hand, that was hooked up to the IV drip behind her.

"Are you ready sweetie?"

Kurt nodded and with that, she crouched down and gently lay his hand palm downwards against the arm rest. Blaine took Kurts other hand and just held it.

"This might pinch a little" she warned him before slowly inserting the needle into the back of his hand. His eyes shut tightly and his breath hitched slightly at the intrusion causing Blaine to give the hand he was holding a reassuring squeeze.

As she stood back to her feet, she flicked a switch on the machine and that was that. The treatment that could quite possibly save him was beginning its journey around his bloodstream.

"Okay you're all set now. Now the drip is set to run for four hours so I'll come back and check in on you every hour. You might feel a bit drowsy within the next couple of hours but that's perfectly normal so don't worry if you fall asleep. Is there anything either of you two need before I go?"

"No I think we're good, thank you" Kurt replied.

"All right then sweetie, I'll leave you to it and I'll be back in an hour."

"Thank you Steph" Kurt said.

"Thank you" Blaine politely added.

She gave them a quick wave before leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

"Distract me" Kurt said after a brief moment of silence.

"Huh?"

"Distract me" he repeated. "I need something to take my mind off of the fact that I have something dripping into my body, through a needle that's through the back of my hand right now. Just...anything. Talk about...my amazing breakfast this morning or what you dreamt about last night or even talk about the weather - anything."

"Do you remember when we first met?" Blaine swiftly questioned.

"Or that" Kurt commented, clearly not expecting that question but always a welcome subject. "Erm...no actually, I-enlighten me." Blaine suspiciously narrowed his eyes and Kurt couldn't keep up the act any longer, promptly bursting into a fit of giggles at Blaines face. Just thinking about that day never failed to put a smile on Kurts face. "Of course I do you doofus. Why - what about it?"

"Nah I was - I was just thinking about it the other day. Reminiscing, I guess."

"And?" Kurt encouraged.

Blaine looked straight into Kurts eyes. "And I just remember thinking, as soon as I saw you, that there was something so...striking about you. I - I can't really describe it, it's - it's indescribable" he quipped.

Kurt shook his head as he laughed at his boyfriend. He bit his bottom lip as he stared into Blaines eyes. "You know, I used to be really cynical when it came to that whole 'Oh it was Love at first sight' stuff, but, I'm pretty sure that I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you."

A smile tugs at Blaines lips as he opens his mouth to begin his response but he's quickly halted by Kurt holding up a finger to stop.

"Don't you even try and tell me that you did too Blaine Anderson cause I know you didn't. Do we even need to mention a few certain people?" He teased.

"Okay maybe not. But there was one thing I was always certain of." Kurt tilted his head as a silent encouragement for Blaine to continue. "I was always certain that there was something special about you and that you were someone I had to have in my life. No matter what."

Kurt sighed in content as he squeezed his hand "Well that's good enough for me." Despite being in a hospital and on a cancer ward, both boys felt as content as ever in each others company if the blissful smiles plastered across their faces were anything to go by.

So I hope you liked it - I really like the Breakfast scene in this personally :)

Now I'm on half term now - THANK GOD! So i do have some work to do but amazingly, my tutors were extremely nice and havent given me too much to do :O so I'm hoping that I'll be able to use this week to catch up with my writing :) so wish me luck xD

Okay now this might be wishful thinking on my behalf but I wanna make it a target to get to 30 reviews by the end of this chapter - I see how many of you read this and lets just say, its definately a lot but still I only got 4 reviews on my last chapter :'( So who wants to be a dear and help me reach my target(a) I'll love you all forever but I love you all anyway so yano :)

Hmm so yeah i think thats everything. Remember Tumblr link is in my profile :)

Until we meet again my lovelyss(L)xx