Finally! The last chapter is finished! I know it's been way too long, but at long last the story is over, for this is the last chapter! Hurray! I hope you all enjoy :)

"Oh shit." Blaine murmured, as he listened to Reed tell him the story of Kurt's drunk calls. They were sitting in the Lima Bean, Blaine's cell phone resting on the table before them. The ex-Warbler was looking at it like it was a poisonous snake that might bite him at any moment.

"Wait I thought you'd be happy?" asked Reed, hurt evident on his face. He had actually gotten pretty cut up over his friends' break up.

"Well I would be pretty happy he wants to get back together, but I don't think he'll want to anymore."

"Whhhyyy."

Reed had put on his whinny voice, and Blaine couldn't blame him really. This whole situation had gotten way out of control.

"Well, I, uh, did something to his car…"

Reed raised an eyebrow, "Do I even want to know?"

"No, not really."

Blaine had has head in his hands and was shaking it back and forth like he was trying to get rid of bad thoughts. "Shit!" he finally got out. "Look I have to go. Crap. I already missed most of the afternoon, but I'm going to try it make it back by last period. Thanks for telling me Reed. I'm going to go try to sort this out."

He grabbed his coffee and phone off the table and walked out of the door.

After history class Kurt's head felt like it had been hit with a gold brick wrapped in a slice of lemon. Resigned to fact that he couldn't make it through the rest of the day, he went to his locker, grabbed a few things and started heading out the door. Once in the parking lot, he saw what he had missed earlier in the morning.

I'm going to kill him.

That was the only thought that ran through his head.

I'm going to kill him.

Kurt's car was completely covered in Viagra advertisements. I mean completely plastered in them, each of which had slogans on them the that said things like, "Viagra: The Quicker Pecker Upper!"

I'm going to kill him.

Kurt shuddered, thinking about how many people had seen this car already today. After a moment of indecision, he got in to drive home, but then he saw a familiar figure heading towards the school. He got back out, slamming the door in anger, then wincing at the pain the sound caused.

Blaine looked up at the sound of a car door slamming to see a royally pissed off Kurt Hummel marching towards him.

Shit.

Blaine knew Kurt, and he was genuinely frightened of his ex's anger. He cowered a little under the other boys best bitch glare.

After a moment they were face to face in a way they hadn't been in days, and honestly, although they were currently mad at each other, it was really nice. Neither had realized how much they had grown to depend on each other.

"Kurt I-"

"Stop. I don't even want to hear it. Do you have any idea how shitty school is for me? Do you even understand the stupid crap I put up with every day! No, you don't! So of course you wouldn't get how much worse everyone seeing my car will make it! You have no fucking idea! Tomorrow I'll be lucky if I survive the day without getting locked in a locker, not just thrown against one! So you know what? I don't even want to hear an apology. I want you to turn around and leave. I don't want to ever fucking talk to you ever again!"

With that, Kurt stormed back to his car, got in and drove away.

Kurt turned his radio on, ignoring his pounding headache, determined to block out his thoughts with music. Tears were streaming down his face.

See, I dont know why I liked you so much
I gave you all, of my trust
I told you, I loved you, now thats all down the drain
Ya put me through pain, I wanna let u know how I feel

Kurt thought about everything that had happened since the fight, all of stupid things they'd done to each other.

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

God, but that asshole! How could he do this to me? Now everyone had seen this damn car! Imagine what people will say in the halls tomorrow?

You thought, you could
Keep this shit from me, yeah
Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story
Ya played me, ya even gave him head
Now ya askin for me back
Ya just another act, look elsewhere
Cuz ya done with me

But then Kurt thought of the rumors he had spread about Blaine and Sadie. About all of the whispers Blaine had had to endure.

Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back

And he thought about how mean Blaine had been immediately after the fight, acting like Kurt should come crawling back to him, and he had taken Sadie out, just to spite him.

Ya questioned, did I care
You could ask anyone, I even said
Ya were my great one
Now its, over, but I do admit I'm sad.
It hurts real bad, I cant sweat that, cuz I loved a hoe

Kurt's hands gripped the steering wheel. He and Blaine had made mistakes this past week, but Kurt was positive he was in the right. Whatever, he thought after a moment. I just need to go home and get some sleep.

It was about 9:00 and Kurt was sitting on the couch, flipping through a Vogue magazine while Finn and Burt yelled at a football game when the door bell rang. Carol looked up from her book, towards the door. "Who could that be?" she voiced aloud. Finn and Burt were too caught up in their game to notice, so Kurt stood up, "Don't worry I've got it."

He headed out of the living room to the front of the house and opened the door. It was starting to snow and little flakes of white went twirling past his face as he looked into the eyes of Blaine Anderson.

Kurt pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and folded his arms over his chest, making his exact thoughts clear through body language.

Blaine just smiled and held up a poster board that read:

Look, I know you're angry, but hear me out

Blaine flipped to the next board

We've both done some pretty stupid things this week

The edges of Kurt's lip curled up a little at that. At least they were both aware of how absurd their situation had gotten

And I want to say I'm sorry for the part I played in it

Kurt nodded, giving him a 'you better' look.

I want to say, I'll love you know matter what

Kurt's heart melted a little at the words, and Blaine's hopeful expression

That I never stopped loving you this week

Kurt wanted to scream that being apart from Blaine had been one of the hardest things he had ever done.

That I never could stop loving you

Kurt couldn't imagine his life without Blaine in it.

And even though, It's hard for me to say

Was he going to agree?

Maybe you were right

Kurt couldn't believe Blaine was about to give in to their argument.

Maybe Lady Gaga is a more influential artist than Katy Perry

Kurt couldn't hold it in any longer. Blaine wasn't the only one who needed to apologize.

"Blaine I am so sorry for spreading those rumors about you! And yelling at you in the parking lot and over those phone messages. And for saying Katy Perry had no class."

Blaine grinned, and the next moment they were kissing, making up for the week spent alone.

"I love you."

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