Did anyone see the new leaked scene from episode 5? The one where Kurt interrupts Blaine and Sebastian and owns the scene like a bitch? Wow! I was laughing hysterically at how well done that scene was. Chris Colfer really knows how to steal the show. And even though the episode hasn't aired yet, I really, really do not like Sebastian. But I'd totally ship him with Jesse. I think some tumblr people can agree with me. This is a really short chapter because once again, it's a filler before some big drama can start to happen, and I'm sorry if it's not enough.

As if school wasn't boring enough.

Blaine was hopelessly bored and worried without Kurt by his side at school all day. Sitting in class and taking notes didn't distract him. He only had about one or two classes with him, and every time he looked across the room, he sighed when he found the empty chair. No one else McKinley really seemed to care and this made Blaine angry. But then he had to remember that one, Kurt was at the bottom of the social heap. And two, nobody else except him and the glee club knew about why he was absent.

It was his second day without Kurt at school and it already felt like a million years. Like he mentioned before, Blaine was never the clingy type. If Kurt didn't come to school because of another, not so scary reason, Blaine wouldn't have been as anxious. But obviously, the reason was a scary situation. So naturally, Blaine wanted to get up out his chair and leave.

What do you even do in a hospital all day long? Blaine loathed the idea. Sitting in a bed all day, not being able to get up or else the nurses would treat you like a baby. Scrolling through the boring talk shows on television, reading old magazines, staring out the window. Blaine would rather bang his head against the wall than be trapped in a tiny white room. Still, he had to remind himself that these people were going to do their best to help Kurt. Even if it didn't work like it did the past five or six years.

Walking in the hallway, Blaine was stopped by Mr. Schue who appeared by his side.

"Good afternoon, Blaine," he said, "How're you?"

Blaine shrugged. "Hi Mr. Schue. Um, I'm getting by, I guess. The day's been long."

Mr. Schue knew what he was talking about. "I just wanted to let you know that glee's been cancelled for a while."

"How long is a while?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow, something he picked up from Kurt.

"Just until Kurt gets back," Mr. Schue gave Blaine a thoughtful look, like he knew what kind of pain Blaine was sitting through. "I'd feel bad if we did anything important without him. How is he, by the way?"

"He's okay," Blaine sighed. "Nothing too serious right now. The doctors are saying that until something major happens, they can't treat Kurt properly."

"I see," Mr. Schue nodded.

"You should visit him sometime, Mr. Schue," Blaine suggested. "You're his favourite teacher, after all. He'd like that."

"Thanks for the suggestion, Blaine," smiled. "I just might."

Blaine looked at his watch. There was about an hour or so before school ended. "Well, I better get going to my last class. I'll see you around, Mr. Schue."

"Have a good evening, Blaine," he replied before pausing and saying, "Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"I just wanted to say... I'm really sorry about all of this."

Blaine nodded. "Thanks, Mr. Schue."

And he was walking down the hallway to chemistry.

A couple hours later, Blaine found himself walking down a hallway covered with cheesy artwork and schedules for the doctors printed onto green sheets of paper. He knocked laighyl on room 245, and a few seconds later it opened. Burt was standing at the door.

"Hi, Mr. Hummel," Blaine said politely.

"Hello Blaine," Burt stepped aside so Blaine could come in. "How was school?"

"Eh, school was, well, school," Blaine shrugged. "How's Kurt doing?"

Burt sighed. "He's been on and off all day. One minute he's completely fine and then the next, he's getting sick."

"Getting sick?" asked Blaine.

"He threw up a couple of times," Blaine clarified, "But don't worry. It was only two or three times."

"I thought the doctors said he would be fine," Blaine said coldly, thinking of how smiley and professional Dr. P. Avery sounded when he talked to Kurt's family.

"He will be," Burt said, "But sometimes these things just happen. It happens at home sometimes, too, so don't lynch the hospital just yet."

Blaine laughed. "Can I see him?"

"Been asking for you all day. Doesn't that boy know when school ends?" Burt jerked his thumb behind his shoulder towards the half-opened blue curtain.

Blaine was surprised to see that Brittany and Santana were also in the room, sitting on either side of Kurt in the leather chairs. Kurt turned from his conversation with Brittany and looked up from the bed, the smile of a five year old child going to Disney Land etching onto his face. Blaine was pretty sure his heart stopped.

"Hi," Kurt grinned when Blaine moved closer. He leaned down and placed a chaste kiss onto Kurt's lips.

"Hey," Blaine smiled, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay right now," Kurt said, "Santana and Britt have been keeping me company."

"Speaking of which," Blaine said, his voice unsure as he turned to look at the girls. "How did you guys get here before me?"

"We only went for first period," Brittany said. "There was math test today and I don't remember what comes after twelve, so I decided to skip it."

"Whatever she does, I do," Santana waved her arm.

"I can't believe you guys got here before I did," Blaine pouted, sitting next to Santana.

"It's not as bad as I thought," Santana smirked. "And some of those nurses out there? Me gusta!"

"Except they all smell like Windex," Brittany frowned.

"Gross," Kurt wrinkled his nose. "They're always trying to fluff my pillows when I'm sleeping."

"Marshmallow fluff is good," Brittany said, "It's really good with fondue. Remember Santana, you and I and Lord Tubington tried some after we-"

"Yes, Britt, I remember!" Santana cut in. Blaine and Kurt looked at each other and burst out laughing.

It was times like this that mad everyone feel whole on the inside. Like their friend wasn't dying, no one would be crying, everything was normal and pure. Blaine thought to himself, maybe the idea isn't drugging Kurt up with expensive medicines and making him lay down in a bed with railings. Maybe it's about keeping him happy. After all, laughter supposedly was the best type of medicine. Was it the doctors keeping Kurt alive? Or was it the strength from his family and friends?

Blaine held onto Kurt's hand tightly as everyone continued to laugh. He decided that he could give more to Kurt than any doctor ever could.