I'm back again!

So I've always hated parent-teacher interviews and my mum still makes me go every time, and I had my very last one ever last night, and as I was walking back to the car afterwards I tripped down some stairs and twisted my ankle :( which meant that I couldn't go to dancing, but gave me extra time to write yayy!

But yes, here you go, enjoy!

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"Okay," Kurt sighed, moving away slightly, but his body still pressed up against a large majority of Blaine's. "I should really get back now. It's nearly – crap, it's 2:30! No, seriously, my dad will actually kill me if he gets up and I'm not in bed."

Blaine groaned in disappointment, knowing just as much as Kurt did that they would both be in deep, deep trouble if they were caught out of bed in the middle of the night.

"I'll see you tomorrow though, right?" Kurt asked hopefully, a gleam in his eyes.

"That's a bit of a stupid question..." Blaine said, leaning in to capture Kurt's lips once again. "Of course, I couldn't stay away if I tried."

"Good."

"How about we meet at our tree and we can have lunch? I can bring food and drinks and stuff."

We have a tree?! Kurt exclaimed internally, barely able to contain his sheer happiness. Instead he said sheepishly with a smile, "I'd love to."

A small peck on the lips turned into many small pecks on the lips, and before either boy knew it, another fifteen minutes has passed.

"You should really be getting inside now," Blaine whispered, pulling his lips away from Kurt's, still remaining close enough that their breath intermingled. "But I'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow seems so far away though," Kurt said with a slight pout.

Blaine chuckled under his breath, trying to keep as quiet as possible because Kurt's parents were sleeping only mere metres away from their position on the front step. "Technically it already is tomorrow – well, today, I guess. So just think of it that way."

"Okay, I can't wait," Kurt said, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and sorrow. After leaning in quickly for a soft kiss that lingered a little longer than was intended, Kurt crept back up the front steps and slipped inside.

A wave of relief flooded over him when he silently climbed back into his bed to find that Finn was still in as deep a sleep as he'd left him.

"Kurt," he heard in a very faint whisper, and instantly his smile grew. Pulling back the curtains, there stood Blaine, indicating for him to open his window. Being as lovestruck as he was, Kurt complied.

"Blaine?" Kurt half questioned and half laughed.

And then Blaine's lips were on his again; nothing too passionate, but short and sweet. It must have been a funny sight if anyone had been observing them; Kurt half hanging out the window in an attempt to be closer to Blaine, and Blaine standing on one of the rocks in the garden to keep their kiss lingering for as long as possible.

Blaine pulled back with a large grin spread across his face, his lips slightly swollen and his eyes gleaming. "Goodnight, Kurt."

"Goodnight, Blaine."

….

"Hey Kurt?" Finn said during breakfast the next morning. "A couple of guys I met yesterday were heading into town today and I was gonna go with them. You don't mind do you? I mean, you can come with us if you like, but they're probably just going to be looking at-"

"Finn! It's fine, really. I was just gonna go down by the lake and read or something today anyway. Soak up a bit of sun."

"Awesome. Well, have fun reading dude."

By the time Kurt reached their tree at just before noon, his excitement was almost boiling over. He and Blaine had kissed. Multiple times. And it had been amazing. He didn't even know how to describe it. In all the romantic movies he'd watched and all the times he'd had to sit in Glee club and watch various couples lock lips, he'd never once been able to imagine that being him. But now it was. And that was all he wanted to do. If everything became frozen in time, and all he would ever be able to do again for the rest of eternity was kiss Blaine, there would be not one complaint heard from Kurt Hummel.

"Hey you," Kurt heard from behind him.

He didn't even have a chance to notice the backpack Blaine was carrying or the picnic rug that was tucked neatly under his arm before he wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders and kissed him in greeting.

"Hello to you too," Kurt said against Blaine's lips, physically unable to contain the smile that was creeping onto his face.

….

"I don't mean to sound all sappy or anything, but this has literally been the best week of my entire life. I mean, I know I'm only sixteen, but I have never been so happy as I have been when I'm with you," Blaine said, looking up at Kurt, squinting to see him through the sunlight.

Glancing down at Blaine's head resting on his knees, Kurt brushed a stray curl from his forehead and replied with all honesty, "I know exactly what you mean."

"And I feel so cheated because I've been looking for you for what feels like forever, and now I've finally found you, and then I'm leaving tomorrow."

"But we can still stay in touch? Look at it this way; I've already got my license, you can get yours when you get back, and Lima and Westerville aren't that far apart. It'll be a bit of a pain having to drive and meet somewhere just to see each other, but we'll be seeing each other, and that's better than the alternative, right? I assume I'm speaking for you here, as well as myself, when I say that I'm probably willing to do whatever I have to do to stay in touch with you. If that means that I have to drive a couple of hours to see you, so be it. Even if I only get to see you once a month, while it's not ideal, it's better than nothing. And I can't lose you. So I'd prefer to go with something rather than nothing."

"I'm willing to do anything. Hell, I don't even care if we don't meet halfway and I have to drive all the way to Lima. I'll do it. I will," Blaine said with a look of such sincerity in his eyes that Kurt couldn't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world.

Leaning down to kiss him again, Kurt tried to convey as much meaning through the kiss as possible. His lips tasted like coffee and strawberries and chocolate, and they were as soft and lovely as they had been the night before. Even though it was ridiculous and probably foolish and far far too soon, Kurt honestly believed he was well and truly falling in love with Blaine; this spontaneous, curly-haired boy he met on a holiday he'd never wanted to go on. Even if he could only convey a fraction of that feeling through his kiss, that would be enough.

….

It was later that night that it happened. Probably around ten o'clock, although he couldn't be entirely sure. That afternoon he'd agreed to meet with Blaine one last time the next day before he had to head back to Westerville. He was dreading it, but at the same time, he couldn't wait.

It was later that night when Kurt heard a noise from the master bedroom, a shout from Carole telling them to call 911; his dad was having a heart attack.

….

Please don't kill me! I compensated for the cliffhanger with an extra long chapter for you guys, so I hope you enjoyed. As you can probably tell, its going to start getting a little angsty from here on out, so come prepared. But if it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty much incapable of writing non-happy endings; I only ever did once, and I don't even remember writing it, and it was terrible and heartbreaking and I'm never going to go there again.

I'll try not to keep you guys waiting for too long, but as I've said, exams :(

Anyway, please REVIEW and let me know what you thought!

Em xoxo