"No, no,no,no!" Kurt cried, locking his doors as Karofsky ran towards the car. "Get away from me!"
"Kurt you are just lost, lost without me to guide you. Our love is like Dumbledore and Umbridge! It can't be broken!" Dave cried, longing for Kurt to understand. Kurt looked at him through fearful eyes and shook is head.
"You're crazy! Dumbledore was gay! I love Blaine! Blaine! He is the Lily to my Snape!" Kurt sobbed, wishing Dave would go.
"Kurt don't you see? Snape didn't get Lily, she loved James! Blaine doesn't want you! He's leading you on!"
"You're lying!" Kurt screamed, blocking his hands over his ears. Blaine loves Kurt. Blaine loves Kurt. Blaine loves Kurt. "I'm not Kurt, I love you too much. Blaine is using you, he'll lead you on then leave you for the first beautiful guy who flirts with him!" Karofsky pleaded, Kurt had to distrust Blaine, he had to love Dave. Kurt kept his hands clamped over his ears and shook his head. "You're still lying! Blaine loves me, Blaine thinks I'm beautiful, Blaine…" "Kurt? Kurt is that you?" Blaine called into the darkness. Karofsky smiled wickedly. This was his chance, he could show Kurt how manly he was and what a little wimp Anderson was. Perfect.
Blaine looked at Kurt's car and the figure beside it and laughed.
"Lock yourself out again?" The figure moved closer to him, increasing in height and size so it was obviously not his boyfriend. "Kurt?"
"Blaine run!" Kurt cried, opening his car door. Blaine looked at him, even in the dim light of the car he could see the tear tracks running down the boy's face. "Go!" But the figure was already beside him. He felt the first punch then was greeted by the tarmac. Kurt screamed as Karofsky began to beat Blaine mercilessly. He rushed for the pair and hit Karofsky's back in a vain attempt to make him let go.
"You stupid little house elf! You've been using Kurt, he doesn't want you, he doesn't deserve a swine like you. He needs a man, he needs me!" Karofsky snarled with a swift kick that was followed by a crack and a groan. That one pained groan was what made Kurt lose it.
"Hey dumbass!" He growled, "Get the hell away from my boyfriend!"
"Kurt, you need…" Karofsky was silenced by Kurt slapping him in the face then laughing.
"What was that? That was a girl hit, let me try again." He then thundered his fist into the taller boys face and a squelching snap make a smirk break out on Kurt's face. "Much better."
"You two need to stop breaking my nose!" Karofsky complained. Kurt then kicked him in the nuts and once he fell dug his heel into his chest.
"Yeah? Then you need to leave me and my boyfriend alone, I don't want you Dave. I love Blaine. Blaine loves me. I won't ever love you!" Stepping over Dave, Kurt rushed to Blaine's side. Dropping to his knees, he brushed the curls of Blaine's forehead. "Baby? Baby open your eyes, are you hurt?"
"Really…really Kurt? Am I hurt?" Blaine deadpanned, looking into his boyfriends shinning eyes. His lip was spilt and his eye was bruising. He sighed, "Nah, I think I'm fine, just bruised and sore. Can we pick up my car tomorrow? I just want to go home now. Are you ok? Did he try anything more?"
"I'm fine." Kurt smiled.
"Well that little display was extremely sexy."
"You're so weird." Kurt then felt arms wrap around his waist and himself become suspended in the air. "Wha-? "
"I don't understand what weird Harry Potter spell he's put on your brain but I'll save you from it. I love you honey, I will make you see you love me too." Then he began to walk off toward his car, bringing Kurt with him.
"What? No! Blaine, Blaine help me!" Kurt screamed at the top of his lungs. He struggled against the larger oy to the extend it was near impossibly to carry him. Karofsky groaned and pushed Kurt to the ground and straddled his waist before forcing the struggling boy to look at him.
"Stop screaming! Kurt stop it! Be quiet!" He snarled. Kurt just screamed and thrashed even more. Karofsky grabbed his shirt and slammed the boy down once, only making him scream louder. He slammed him against the ground several more times, each time getting harder and harder so the boys head smacked the tarmac. "I said stop screaming!" Then it was quiet. Blaine coughed behind him, still on the ground, unable to rise. Blood trickled from his mouth as he looked in shock at the pair.
"Why is he quiet? What did you do? Kurt!" Blaine gasped out, trying the crawl over to his love. Karofsky looked down at Kurt and dropped his shirt, causing the boys now limp body to fall to the ground. Turning Kurt's head he found a growing pool of blood that made his run cold.
"Shit!" He cried, standing up. He looked at the boys then ran for his car. Blaine looked on in confusion until he saw Kurt's head.
"Oh no, no please no." He begged, managing to crawl beside Kurt. He looked at the back of his head and applied as much pressure as he could to the wound. He, with his free other hand, shakily got out his phone and dialled for an ambulance. "Please be ok, please."
"How is he?" Blaine asked Burt as the pair sat outside Kurt's room. Burt looked sadly at Blaine's crutches and stitched up forehead, could they never get a break? He sighed and shrugged.
"Same as yesterday, he wakes up for about five minutes then falls unconscious again. The Doctors are trying to get the swelling in his brain down but they may have to…have to p-put him in an induced co-coma to try and do it properly." Blaine felt like all the air had left his lungs and he clutched to the armrest for stability. Burt sniffed then pulled the boy into a hug.
"The induced ones are…safer right? Easier to come out of?" Blaine asked, looking up at Burt like he held all the worlds' answers. Burt smiled and hugged the boy tighter.
"Yeah, slightly. It's Kurt, he'll be fine. Don't you worry." He then felt Blaine shaking in his arms and buryinghis face in the flannel shirt. "Shh, there we go, just let it out. It's ok." Burt soothed, wishing he could promise that Kurt would be fine, but he couldn't…he wouldn't lie to himself, or to the boy who loved his son more than anything.
"Um…Burt? I…I had something to ask you." Blaine sniffed, sitting upright. Burt gave him a confused look so he continued. "Well I know Kurt is old fashioned, and he would appreciate this. I love your son Mr….Burt. I love him more than anything thing in this whole existence. I want him to wake up every morning and come downstairs to me making him pancakes. I want him to never have to feel alone again. I want him to go to New York and know I will always be right behind him to support him no matter what he tries to do and no matter how crazy it seems. I want him to know I'll never ever even thinking of leaving him. I know were in high school and I know were young but…I can't see myself ever being with someone who isn't Kurt Hummel. What I'm asking is, Mr Hummel, I want to marry your son…I don't know if its in a year or ten or twenty but I know that's the only ending for us. Would I have your blessing to ask him?" Blaine bit his lip at the end of his speech and looked like a child waiting to find out if he was still allowed to go to his friends house even though he broke his Mom's vase. Burt was choked up, he didn't know what so say so pulled Blaine into a bone crushing hug.
"Blaine…I know you love him. I don't doubt that you two will get married. It means…so much to me you asked my permission but you two are young. It is so hard to make young love work." Blaine looked down, breathing as if he was trying not to cry. "But Elizabeth and I made it work, I can't see why you couldn't make it work with Kurt." Burt then pulled out three rings on a chain that he wore under his shirt. He took of one and held it in his hand. "This was Lizzie's engagement ring…I want you to have it."
"Burt I…"
"Just promise me you'll treat him right? He's 18 and he is still so naïve about some things. Promise me you'll look out for him?"
"I solemnly swear."
Fluffy ending! Angsty angsty chapter. Oh well, I updated! Yay? No? REVIEW :D