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Chapter 6: It's not his fault.

Blaine rushed into the hospital room and put one hand to his mouth in shock as he took in the scene infront of him. Kurt was attached to lots of tubes and wires and this had Blaine scared. Kurt looked so... un-Kurt. That usual sassy character who rarely let anything phase him looked so vulnerable and the Warbler's frontman had to turn away briefly to compose himself. He sat by his bed and took Kurt's hand in his own, it felt as perfect as he imagined it might but this wasn't how he'd thought it would happen.

"Kurt? Oh my God. Blaine, you can leave now. I'm here." Came Dylan's voice unexpectedly from the door and Blaine snatched his hand away quickly. Blaine scowled and stood up, trying not to feel intimidated by Dylan as he tried to square up to him. "Dylan, back off. His family asked me to be here for him."
"Well i'm his boyfriend. If they'd met me they wouldn't have bothered to ask you."
"Do not test me Dylan, don't try and make this about you. It's about Kurt and we both need to be strong for him." Blaine tried to reason and then he recoiled when Dylan's fist connected with his jaw, releasing a disgusting crack into the silent room. He didn't know what happened but he saw red and threw himself at Dylan, punching every inch og him that he could see. Strong arms pulled the pair apart and Burt stood looking at them, furious.
"Blaine, what the hell is wrong with you? And who the hell are you?" he demanded before shoving them both outside to the waiting room away from Kurt, Finn and Carole.

"I'm Kurt's boyfriend sir, Dylan Hollinger." Dylan said and extended his hand formally which Burt ignored with an unimpressed grunt.
"This jackass started on me, i was just sat there with Kurt and he tried to order me away. I told him you sent me but he didn't listen and hit me." Blaine said and couldn't help but feel slightly better when the older man's jaw settled into a less angered line as he explained events and rubbed his own jaw subconsciously.
"Burt, he's awake. The nurse said it won't last long. Hurry." Carole shouted sounding panicstricken. "Boys, you stay here. I mean it." Burt said menacingly and ran into the room to his son's side.

Dylan sat in the waiting area and stretched, looking agitated. How the hell was it fair that Blaine was immediately right because he's the former bestfriend that Burt seems to love. He scowled at Blaine before deciding he might as well leave because he couldn't do anything anyway; Blaine was a fool for waiting.

The curly haired boy sat outside Kurt's room for what felt like hours before he heard Finn declare that Kurt was awake again (much louder than needed; he'd have to thank him later!) and that they should all go get a coffee and let him come around fully. Blaine took this moment to slip into the room and reassess the situation. He couldn't help but smile as Kurt attempted to grin at the sight of his former bestfriend before he remembered the current situation they were in; Dad must have called him.

"Hey there Kurt, how're you feeling?" He asked from the other side of the room through fear he would be rejected now that the countertenor was finally awake.
"Feel about as good as i look." He choked out quietly and Blaine moved a little closer to hear him better. He ended up sat in the seat at his bedside again and smoothed Kurt's hair soothingly while they endured a companionable silence.

"What are you doing here Anderson? I said no!" Burt shouted before looking at Kurt apologetically.
"Dad it's totally fine. Dylan kind of started on Blaine from what i heard anyway. I want Blaine here. Where's Dylan?" Kurt asked, trying not to make it sound like an afterthought. Where was Dylan anyway? I thought he'd be the first person in here if he cares as much as he says he does. Atleast Blaine is here, he doesn't hate me then.
"He went. Don't know why. I didn't do anything i promise." Blaine answered and put his hand up in a scouts promise. Kurt couldn't help but let out a small laugh as the nurse came in to tell everyone that Kurt should really get some sleep.
"Mr Hummel the doctor would also like a word outside." She added before administering some more painkillers that would send Kurt back into the depths of unconsciousness. Once he'd drifted off Blaine leant over and pressed a kiss to his forehead before being ushered out of the door.

"Well Mr Hummel, it appears that Kurt's injuries look worse than they actually are; which is definitely something we don't get to say often." A short female doctor with a pixie crop told them, occasionally glancing at the chart in front of her. "He's got 3 broken ribs, a broken ankle and a few second degree lacerations." At this Carole squeaked sympathetically and Burt wrapped an arm around her automatically.

"So what happened with that Dylan dude? From the looks of your jaw he got you good." Finn said to break the awkward silence that had presented itself when Blaine had entered the relative's room quietly.
"Well, he basically ordered me out of the hospital because he was there to look after Kurt now. I tried to tell him that Burt and Carole wanted me there and he kind of flipped and hit me." He said and shrugged, stretching his jaw experimentally and wincing.
"So this jackass is actually Kurt's boyfriend?"
"Yeah, they've only been together like a week but yeah i suppose he is." Blaine replied once he'd gotten over his dislike for Dylan because he was the boyfriend.
"If it means anything i like you more dude. You're cool." Finn said then walked over to the vending machine, selecting some Mountain Dew and drinking it with a sigh. "You might as well head home. They said he'll be in here a few weeks yet. They think he should be out just before Christmas."
"I think i'll go back to mine and get some proper rest then i'll come back in a few hours. Let me know if anything at all happens." Blaine added and hugged Finn awkwardly, slapping him on the back in a manly gesture. Finn nodded and watched as Blaine walked out, yawning. I can hardly believe this. Kurt's hurt and his own boyfriend isn't even here. I don't know what went down between Blaine and Kurt but we were all so certain they'd get together soon enough.

A few hours later and Blaine was woken by Wes trying to bang his door down, demanding to know where Kurt was, why Dylan was covered in bruises and why Blaine had skipped his first class of the morning. Blaine dragged himself up and opened the door, ignoring Wes' reaction to Blaine's obviously bruised jaw.
"Kurt's had a car accident. Dylan tried to send me away. I said no. He hit me. I slept at the hospital. I'm going back in a little while. No I'm not going to let anyone convince me otherwise." Blaine said boredly as Wes looked at him with an exasperated expression.
"I'll tell the faculty then." The senior councilman merely said, rested a comforting hand on Blaine's shoulder before turning on his heel to go to his next lesson. Blaine showered and changed his clothes before getting in his car and driving to the hospital, hoping that Dylan wouldn't be there and that Kurt would be awake. To his surprise both were true and Burt and family had gone to get something from the cafeteria so he had some much needed alone time with Kurt.

"Hey." Blaine said quietly as he entered and set down some of Kurt's things on his bed. He'd remembered to bring some clean boxers and sleepwear for him along with some of his skin care regime. Kurt smiled thankfully, his eyes glazed over slightly as the sleep medication wore off.
"Thank you." He said quietly and beckoned Blaine closer. He complied and sat by his bed, one hand resting on Kurt's fragile one. "Can't sleep Blaine. The medication only makes me sleepy for a little while. Come be my pillow?" He asked, clearly still woozy from the cocktail of medication he was on but Blaine nodded anyway. He inched onto the bed beside him, careful not to hurt him as he wrapped an arm around his shoulder and encouraged him to rest his head on his chest. Just as Kurt had fallen asleep there was a knock at the door before a lady carrying a large bunch of lilies entered and but them at the end of the bed.
"Dear Kurt, get better soon. Lots of love Dylan x" The card accompanying it read. Blaine felt sick. Should he rip up the card and say that the New Directions gang bought it or leave it?

Next time: What will Blaine do? What will he do when Dylan turns up at the hospital and demands that he and Kurt have some alone time?