Okay guys, I´m so, so so SO sorry about the late update.. School just started and they´re already throwing homework at us… But I´ll promise this chapter will make up for all the bad update. (I probably should warn you, I was very, very tired when I wrote this so there will be some grammatical mistakes, I´m sure). Enjoy!
Kurt woke up in the middle of the night right next to Blaine. It was cold and the curtains were wide open. He managed to look over Blaine´s shoulder just to realize that it was snowing, like crazy. It was beautiful though. He had never really been the snowball fight kind of guy, but the snow brought a beautiful and romantic feeling that was completely new to Kurt. Of course, way back in time, he had thought about how beautiful the snow could be. He had dreamed about spending a whole day out, having a romantic picnic with no other that Finn. But somehow it had never really been the same feeling. Maybe because this time Kurt´s crush actually was gay and completely in love with him. Or maybe just because everything felt so unbelievable right, so freakishly right and that scarred curt in one way. He couldn´t lose Blaine. Or to be exact, his heart could not manage to lose Blaine. A teenage heart may be strong but if it has been harassed, tortured and broken it´s very fragile. Very , very fragile. The only one who had the strength to keep it all in place was Blaine. The one and only in Kurt´s life. Way back, Kurt put up walls, walls around him, like a fence. Kurt didn´t do that to push people away, not to seem weird or just alone. No, he putted up those four walls at the age of eight, when his mom passed away. The loss of his mother really got to him, he didn´t realize that life without her would be so difficult. She was the reason the fence around him only got stronger with time. Only the people, who cared enough to push the walls down, break in to Kurt´s little bubble he called life, which were easy to sort out from the bunch. Those people were caring, understanding and not to mention extremely kind. Those people were his family. His car interested father, his kind and sweet stepmother and his very gross, disgustingly annoying stepbrother who actually, possible, sometimes could be a real sweetheart, broke all the four walls down and managed to keep the fence down. Mercedes was close, almost in the center and for some reason all the McKinley glee club members had broken down one, or two walls. They were close to the bubble but no one; no one would ever reach the whole way. They didn't get him, they didn´t completely understand how it was to be broken, alone and completely terrified at the age of sixteen. They didn´t understand his decision to leave McKinley and that broke his heart. Except for his family, the only one who had actually pushed all the walls down was Blaine. The dark haired boy he gladly called his caring and loving boyfriend. He understood Kurt. He got what it was like to have feelings you obviously wouldn´t be able to act on if you lived in Lima Ohio. Blaine was the one that kept Kurt going. Kurt loved Blaine more that he, or anyone else for that matter, would ever know. He loved the way he smiles, the way he blushes when Kurt comments on his beautiful face, his hair(oh god his hair), his brown hazel eyes, his way of putting out words, his incredibly amazing way of loving Kurt and his heart, the boys heart was made of gold, Kurt was sure. Kurt´s very complex thought got interrupted when the sleeping creature next to him in the bed turned around to face him.
"Are we late, what´s the time" Blaine looked around, very beautiful as always but the amused face looked more tired than ever.
"No. It´s about two in the morning. Go back to sleep" Kurt pushed his boyfriend down on the bed and pressed a small kiss on his unusually warm forehead. That concerned Kurt. It was freaking cold in the room and yet Blaine was still as warm as the sun.
"Why are you up than?" Blaine added quickly.
"No reason, I just woke up. Probably just because of how cold it is in here" That remained Kurt to go and get his own duvet. He and Blaine had for some reason fallen asleep under the same and it had slipped down on the floor. Lucky they both were fully dressed.
"Yeah it´s freezing cold in here" Blaine shuttered and his voice cracked. Kurt just smiled at the shivering boy.
"Blaine.." Kurt threw his duvet over Blaine´s head as he walked and leapt down beside Blaine.
"Yeah" Kurt could hear how hard he had to struggle to get that word out.
"Are you feeling okay, I mean, you´re like really hot" Kurt caressed Blaine´s perfection to face.
"Well, thanks" Blaine let out a small sigh before he closed his eyes.
"I don´t mean it that way, I mean you´re body´s really warm" Blaine quickly opened his beautiful eyes and looked straight into Kurt´s.
"Hurtful" Blaine sad with that whining voice Kurt liked so much. It made Blaine look so small and cute.
"Not that you´re body´s not…-"Kurt cuddled closer to Blaine who now seemed to be happily awake."…totally lovely or completely hot…-" Kurt blushed and looked away for a split second."… but seriously, how are you feeling"
"I just woke up so my senses aren´t really working right now, so to be honest. I have no idea." He shook his head and his curls pointed in every possible direction.
"Because I believe you might have a fever" Blaine laughed at the claim.
"Naah…" Blaine hugged Kurt tightly. Kurt could feel the warmth of Blaine´s breath in his neck. It felt incredible to have someone as close as Blaine was.
"Blaine…"Kurt whispered "How do you feel about, um…" He paused, not wanting to ruin the moment.
"´bout what?"Blaine once again placed a nice kiss just beneath Kurt´s small ear.
"About yesterday…" Kurt could feel how Blaine stiffed, how his head rested heavily against Kurt´s shoulder and how he started trembling.
"You know…It´s jus-" Blaine´s voice cracked as Kurt broke apart from Blaine. He turned around to look into those hazel eyes but somehow he never managed to lock them with his own. Blaine always broke their gaze.
"Blaine. Don´t cry" Kurt tried to comfort Blaine but the poor boy just backed.
"Kurt I feel so stupid. I fee-" Blaine looked down as his sobs became more harsh "I feel like such a girl for crying this much. I don´t want to lay all of my problems on you. I don´t want you to see me like this" Blaine´s voice was loud and even more masculine that usually. Kurt got up on his feet and sauntered over to the other side of the bed where Blaine now sat with his head in his beautiful hands.
"Blaine, you don´t "lay all of your problems" on me. If I really didn't care about you. Would I be here right now? Almost crying just because you´re crying. And if I don´t want to help you handle your problems, I wouldn't have asked, right?" He sat down right next to Blaine as the shivering boy leaned against Kurt´s chest and letting all of the anger come out in tears. Kurt was just about to kiss Blaine passionate on the lips but a knock on the door made him hesitate.
"Who on earth can that be?" Kurt kissed Blaine on his crown before he went to open the brown polished door. A man with costume and glasses looked at Kurt with concern.
"Um.. sorry, can I help you?" Kurt tried to sound as gentle as possible but it was hard. His tears were almost falling and his boyfriend sobbed in the background. Great.
"I´m the night guard and I heard sobs and a lot of talking from in here. I just wanted to check if everything's, or for that matter, everyone´s alright" he was way taller that Kurt so he looked down before he started talking again. "Do you mind if I come in?" The man who obviously was named Derek, at least that´s what his nameplate said, asked.
"Um. Sure" Kurt walked back into the room and sat down on the same bed as Blaine again. Kurt saw how Blaine froze, again. If he didn´t want Kurt to see him cry, the damn night guard would not be okay. Sighed and looked at Blaine.
"Mr. Anderson is everything alright?" Derek looked at Blaine with eyes that were filled with concern.
"Yeah, I´m just homesick, that´s all" Blaine pulled off a quick smile at the old man.
"Okay. Just call after me and I´ll be here, okay" he bent down enough to pat Blaine´s shoulder. Blaine once again smiled back at the man who walked away in silence. "Goodnight boys. Get some sleep now okay. It´s two fifteen in the morning "And with that. He left the room and closed the door quietly behind him.
"I´m so sick of this" Blaine pointed at his face where a big smile had broken out. But as soon as he dropped his forefinger his eyes went blank. "And when people ask me if I´m okay. I always answer ´I am everyday´." Blaine sighed and Kurt once again scooted closer to his life. "You know, every so often I want people to know that I´m not as okay as they think I am" His dreadful depressing sobs came back but he still continued on what seemed like a speech. "I´m just like a freaking leaf on the ground. Not worth the effort..-" Kurt didn´t know what to do or say. He had never seen Blaine this sad before. He had been crying for almost 8 hours, none stop. Kurt realized that his job were just to sit right next to him, hold together his heart and listen. "…just kicking around" Blaine lay down on his back and Kurt did the same. He took Blaine right hand in his left and kissed his cold shivering finger slightly as the darkness fell across the room.
"I love you so much Blaine" Kurt whispered. He didn´t except an answer but a beautiful voice surprised him.
"I love you way more!" Blaine´s sad face faced Kurt as he gently placed a goodnight kiss on his boyfriend's lips. "Just a little bit longer and I´ll be fine Kurt, I promise" Kurt heard how Blaine´s breathe slowed down. Kurt got up and grabbed his and Blaine´s duvets. He placed the black one over Blaine´s amazingly hot body and tucked him down. Kurt grabbed the white one that belong to him and placed it over his uniform. This had been a hard night. Kurt just hoped that Blaine would get better soon. With a sight Kurt closed his eyes and Blaine´s silent snoring slowly became Kurt´s lullaby and not long after, he was silently asleep. Blaine´s head still on his shoulder and with his hand still in Blaine´s. That night Kurt dreamt about his mom. She smiled at him and he smiled back. She told him that she was proud, and very happy.
Okay guys. This didn´t really turn out as I wanted it to. This is way too depressing but I guess that´s okay if the next chapter doesn´t involve any crying or sadness. But please review and tell me what you think should happen with Tim. I´m curious. And Btw I DO NOT OWN GLEE. IF I DID, BALINE AND KURT WOULD ALREADY BE TOGETHER.