Unwritten Chapter 11, a glee fanfic

Title: Unwritten

Category: Glee

Pairing: Kurt/Blaine

Genre: Hurt/Comfort & Romance

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, any of the characters, or references to characters made in this chapter. I also do not own, nor am I in marketing with, any other copyrighted products mentioned in this chapter.

A/N: Wow guys! I'm soooo sorry for taking so long to update. I can't believe I've passed 100 reviews! You guys are amazing and I love you all so much :D My life is a little bit crazy right now, I'm leaving in less than two weeks for Switzerland so I have a lot of things to get together. Keep in mind throughout this chapter that I'm sorry for anything that doesn't make sense or isn't plausible. We'll just pretend it makes sense for today :) Also, to everyone that was confused last chapter, Karofsky never kissed Kurt. Puck and the other guys (other than Finn) didn't go to McKinley. And yeah, anyway, you guys waited a really long time for this so... Enjoy!

I'm sorry, I can't

Blaine wasn't really sure how long he stayed in that arm chair in the hotel lobby but by the time the manager finally came over to see if he was ok, the lobby was already deserted and it was well past midnight. Blaine didn't know if he would ever be able to move again, the four little words scrawled across the note shattered Blaine's heart into tinier and tinier pieces every time he looked at them.

By two the manager was seriously eyeing Blaine strangely and he decided it was time to get home so he could try and sleep and figure out what on earth he had possibly done wrong in the morning. The part that was eating Blaine up the most was that Kurt had seemed so happy that morning with his book release and everything taking place and he had seemed quite enthusiastic about going over to Blaine's that night.

Blaine took a taxi home, not even caring that he wasn't disguised and that any random fan could probably kidnap him at that point, but Blaine just felt the need to find the quickest way home and the taxi was a lot faster than having to call his driver in the middle of the night.

The taxi driver gave Blaine a weird look when he climbed in the back of the car because Blaine's face was tear-streaked and his eyes were bright red but he didn't comment and Blaine was grateful for that.

It only took about 15 minutes for the taxi to bring Blaine home, and when Blaine reached his apartment door he barely had the energy to pull out his key to open it before he collapsed on the couch right inside without even bothering to take off his shoes or clothes. He felt so exhausted both due to the late hour and the emotional turmoil that was churning in his head.

While Blaine slept, his subconscious came up with all kinds of crazy ideas as to why Kurt would possibly have left but none of the ideas made sense to Blaine and as the night went on the thoughts kept getting more out there and unlikely than at first.

Blaine was sincerely hoping that Kurt's family had just needed him home for some emergency, though Blaine would never wish a family emergency on anyone, but his mind greatly doubted it based on the contents of the note Kurt had left. Following that thought was the thought that maybe Kurt never liked Blaine and he was just playing with his emotions to try and get close to him only to drop him when he got bored, but his mind doubted this thought too because he knew that Kurt would never do such a thing.

By morning Blaine's mind was swimming with fantasies of secret agents and double lives, alien invasions and mass murderers, and Blaine was no closer to finding a plausible reason for Kurt's sudden departure than when he went to bed.

Blaine slept until 10am that morning and felt just as tired when he woke up as when he went to bed. He was glad that he didn't have to go to the studio at all that day because he was sure he looked like death warmed up and he didn't want David or Nick or Jeff to start asking questions.

As he got up to make his morning coffee, Blaine felt incredibly lonely in the empty apartment. Usually he didn't mind having the apartment to himself when Wes went away on business but today it felt oddly empty. Blaine figured it must have had something to do with how he had been fantasizing about having breakfast with Kurt, and going out for their morning coffee like they always did and now he couldn't look forward to either of those things because Kurt was gone.

In all Blaine's speculation, he realized he didn't know where Kurt lived. Kurt had told him that he had grown up in Lima, Ohio but that he had wanted to get out of there as quick as possible after high school. Blaine knew that Kurt, therefore, wouldn't be still living in Ohio and through all their conversations Blaine realized Kurt had never told him where he had moved.

Blaine also realized that even if he did know where Kurt lived, he couldn't just go there and start knocking on doors and asking if anyone knew where he could find Mr. Kurt Hummel. They would look at him like he was crazy and wonder how on earth they were supposed to know where the famous author was.

As the day progressed, Blaine tried to keep himself busy. He cleaned the entire apartment and reorganized his music and DVD collections, but he still felt incredibly fidgety. By noon, Blaine was bored so he decided to check on the Internet to see if he could find anything that might give him a clue where he could find Kurt.

After searching through internet forums completely devoted to the still mostly mysterious Kurt Hummel, Blaine was still no closer to finding anything useful to go on and he was starting to wonder how he had become friends with this man when he didn't know anything about him.

It struck Blaine that he had started planning ahead about having Kurt in his life and he had taken the younger man's presence for granted. He decided that he should stop moping around thinking about what could have been with Kurt, and start doing something productive.

He sat in his chair for nearly half an hour trying to think of something productive to do when he remembered the song he had started writing before he had met Kurt, which had hastily been abandoned when he found out that he was actually going to meet the man. Blaine jumped out of his chair and carelessly threw around his notebooks in his rapid search for his half-finished song.

It took him a good twenty minutes, but finally he found the notebook holding his quickly scrawled words. As Blaine read the words he had written all those weeks ago, he understood that these words were more relevant now than they had ever been. With this realization, Blaine knew what he had to do.

He wasn't sure if his idea would work, and he knew it was crazy considering that he wasn't sure if he was ready to come out in public yet, but if Blaine had any hope that Kurt would come back to him and forgive him for whatever it was that he had done, this is what he would have to do. He would risk everything - his reputation, his fans, his career - to gain back Kurt's trust and friendship.

With his plan determined in his mind, Blaine took out his favourite pen and set to work perfecting the song that was, now more than ever, dedicated to Kurt.

When Wes got back to the apartment the following day, he found Blaine with his glasses askew on his face and sleeping at his desk with his face pressed against his notebook. He wasn't really surprised by this because he had walked into the apartment to find Blaine like this many times before, but he was surprised that it was 2 o'clock in the afternoon and Blaine wasn't hanging out with Kurt.

Wes placed his hand on Blaine's shoulder to try and get his attention and wake him up. He smiled at the lack of focus in Blaine's eyes when he woke up and found his friend's confusion endearing.

"Hey, bud I'm back," Wes said softly, when Blaine groggily swung his head to look in Wes's direction.

"Hi Wes," Blaine replied, yawning. "How was your trip?"

"It was very good, lots of meetings but they were very productive and I'm almost certain that I'll have two new clients by the end of next week."

A bright smile lit up Blaine's face and he clapped Wes on the shoulder. "Congrats man! That's awesome!"

Wes thanked Blaine and then cocked his head and asked, "Why aren't you out with Kurt somewhere? I was sure you guys would be, like, a couple by now or something."

Blaine flinched at the mention of Kurt and it did not go unnoticed by Wes. His face scrunched up in confusion and no matter what his brain came up with, he couldn't figure out a single reason why Blaine and Kurt would not have worked out together.

"What happened, man? Where's Kurt?" Wes asked.

Blaine looked away and tried to blink away the tears that were building up in his eyes but a couple managed to escape and Wes was at Blaine's side in a second, rubbing soothing circles into his friend's back.

"What aren't you telling me, Blaine? What's going on?" Wes was starting to panic now.

"I don't know where Kurt is Wes. He checked out of his hotel on Thursday afternoon and I haven't heard from him since."

"What do you mean 'he checked out on Thursday'?" Wes was pacing back and forth. "Tell me everything, Blaine."

Blaine proceeded to tell Wes everything that had happened since he had left on his business trip. He recounted how he had brought Kurt coffee on Thursday morning while he was at his book signing and then later had called him to ask if he wanted to come over. He explained how Kurt had been enthusiastic about coming and how much Blaine had been looking forward to that night. Then he described how Kurt had been late so Blaine had gone to the hotel to see if he needed a ride, only to be given the note from the receptionist with those four heart-breaking words on it.

"I have no idea what I did wrong, Wes! I thought everything was going great and I was going to ask him to go out with me that night and..." Blaine trailed off, flailing his arms around and unable to put into words exactly what he was feeling.

Wes wrapped his arms comfortingly across Blaine's shoulders. "Everything will be ok, man. We'll figure this out."

"Thanks Wes. I sort of have a plan and I was hoping I could run it by you to get your opinion on it. I don't know if it is too much of a risk to try and I don't even know if Kurt feels the same way about me that I do about him but I have to try."

"Ok, Blaine. What is it?"

Blaine proceeded to explain his plan to Wes and watched the changing expressions on his friend's face go from anticipation, to concentration, to worry and then a smile.

"Are you sure about this Blaine? Are you ready for everyone to know the real you?" Wes asked seriously.

Blaine seriously thought about what he would have to do and then he pictured Kurt's smiling face and he nodded. "I need to do this, not just for Kurt, but for myself too. I don't want to keep pretending Wes."

"Ok, man, but just wait a few days. Maybe Kurt will come back and you can talk to him first."

"Ok, I'll wait until Monday. Do you think we'll be able to put off the Disney trip until after I've sorted this out?"

"Hey, I'm not your agent. You'll have to talk to Jeff about that one. But I don't see why not, they're going to want their singer in top form for the music video and I know that you won't be your happiest until you've gotten Kurt back with you."

"Thanks Wes, you're the best." Blaine threw his arms around his friend and squeezed him into a hug.

"I try," Wes smirked and Blaine laughed.

Blaine immediately called Jeff to ask if they could postpone the trip to Disney. Once Blaine explained to Jeff everything that had happened in the past week and his plan to try and gain Kurt's trust back, Jeff agreed that they could postpone the trip.

"My boys were getting very excited, Blaine. But I know they'll understand, as long as you promise that we'll get there eventually."

"Thanks for understanding, Jeff. Tell the boys I'm sorry, but we'll go soon. I promise I will get this all sorted out. Do you think my plan is ok? You're my agent, and I want your honest opinion on whether I should come out in public or not?"

"Well, Blaine, I think that if this is what you want, you should go for it. If your fans really love you as much as they say they do, they'll stick by you no matter who you love. And I am so proud of everything you've accomplished and if this is something you feel you must do than I will be 100% supportive of you."

Blaine could feel his tears well up again when he heard the sheer sincerity in his friend's voice and he wasn't quite sure when Jeff had stopped being his agent and just became his friend during this phone call, but Blaine was irrevocably grateful for it. "Thank you, Jeff," Blaine choked out. "I know this won't be for nothing, even if Kurt doesn't come back, I won't have to hide my feelings anymore."

"Good luck, man," Jeff said before hanging up.

Blaine sat back in his chair and stared down at his notebook. This would work, he knew it would and if not, he knew that Kurt would be proud of him for telling the truth about himself to the world and having the courage that he preached but never used. With that thought running through his mind, Blaine went back to work on his song.

As Blaine reached to chorus, he started reliving the last week and a half of his life since he had first met Kurt. He realized that the porcelain-skinned boy had flipped his life upside down in that short amount of time and had made Blaine want to be a better person. Blaine could no longer picture his life and future without Kurt in it, and he wasn't quite sure how it had happened, but in the incredibly brief amount of time he had known Kurt, he had fallen in love with him.

With this new discovery spiralling through his head, Blaine found his song much easier to write and by 11 o'clock that night Blaine had the lyrics to his song completed. He set up his notebook on his music stand and grabbed his guitar to figure out the actual music he wanted to put with the lyrics.

He worked all through the night and just to prove how supportive Wes was of Blaine getting Kurt, he didn't complain at all about the incessant guitar strumming that was heard throughout the apartment as Blaine tried out different chords and notes to see how he wanted to play his new song.

By 5am, Blaine had most of the chords down that he was going to use and he was just considering getting some rest when his cell phone began to ring. Blaine was so tired at this point that he didn't even bother checking caller ID as he put the phone to his ear, wondering who would call him at 5 in the morning.

"Blaine Anderson?" a female voice chirped down the line, sounding far too awake for this early hour.

"Uh, yeah?" Blaine replied. "Who is this?"

"I'm Rachel Berry-Hudson, Kurt's sister-in-law. I am a huge fan of yours but when you mess with my best friend, and brother-in-law I have to choose family over fame and I need to know what you did wrong so that I can fix this and get Kurt back out in the world. He will not come out of his room and none of us know why and it is stressing out his dad who already has heart problems and..."

"Wait!" Blaine exclaimed, immediately more awake at the mention of Kurt's name. He couldn't believe this girl could say so much without even taking a breath. "Kurt is there? With you? Oh thank God." He had been fairly certain that Kurt was ok but he was still nervous that something bad might have happened to him. To have confirmation about this made Blaine feel a little bit better.

"Did you not here a word I said?" Rachel exclaimed. "Yes he is here, and I want to know what you did to him. He was doing so much better but now it's like we're back on square one and we all don't know what happened. He won't talk to any of us and he's locked himself in his bedroom and hasn't come out for two days. What did you do to him?"

Blaine tried to comprehend what the girl was saying but the mixture of her talking a mile a minute and his sleep deprived brain was making it very difficult for him to understand what she was saying. "Listen," he said, slowly. "I didn't do anything and I don't know what happened with Kurt. He seemed perfectly happy to me on Thursday when I invited him over to my apartment. I told him it would just be us and we were going to watch Harry Potter and he never showed up at my apartment and I don't know what I did wrong."

"Hold on," Rachel answered. "You invited him to your apartment? That explains it, oh Kurt, I was sure he was betting better..." Rachel started muttering to herself and Blaine could no longer comprehend what she was saying.

"Wait, what did I do wrong?" Blaine asked helplessly.

"I can't tell you, Kurt has to. But don't worry, I'm going to talk to him. I'll fix this."

Blaine was as confused as ever but he decided to trust the crazy lady. "Alright," Blaine sighed. "It was nice to meet you Mrs. Berry-Hudson."

"You as well Mr. Anderson."

"Oh, wait, before you go, can you make sure Kurt watches the Mercedes Jones Show tomorrow morning, please?"

"Um, alright. I'll talk to him. Have a good day, Mr. Anderson."

"Bye," Blaine replied.

After hanging up his cell phone, Blaine shook his head. He felt like he had just gotten hit by a truck and now he understood what Kurt had said about his crazy sister-in-law. But she had seemed nice enough, so he was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt and hope that she would be able to talk to Kurt.

Blaine knew that his plan would go right down the drain if Kurt didn't watch the show the following morning, and he hadn't been quite sure how to make sure Kurt watched the show, so he was somewhat glad Rachel had called to fix that loose end for him. He knew, solely based on her own curiosity, that she would force Kurt to watch the show the following morning, just so she could see what he was being so secretive about.

Blaine fell asleep pretty quickly after finishing his song and when he awoke again it was after noon. He realized that he would have to fix his sleeping schedule soon, or he would have real trouble being coherent on the Mercedes Jones Show the next morning.

The rest of Sunday seemed to fly by for Blaine. He made sure that his song was perfect, and that he had everything set up with the Mercedes Jones Show. Normally he wouldn't be allowed to sing a new song so quickly in public without even going through his recording studio, but David had made an exception, and Mercedes liked Kurt so she was more than happy to help him out.

Blaine made sure to go to bed earlier that night so his body would be well rested for the emotional rollercoaster he was about to embark upon the following day. The morning seemed to come quickly and Blaine felt much more rested than days previous, but he was also starting to feel nervous for what he was about to do.

Wes wished him luck in the morning before he left for work and then Blaine rushed around the apartment getting all of his last minute supplies together that he would need for the show. Before exiting his apartment, Blaine was sure to grab his signature pink sunglasses, and a plaid fedora to try and stay incognito on his way to the studio.

He had asked Jeff to hire him a more nondescript car than a limo to pick him up to bring him to the studio and he was pleased when he walked outside and saw a Volkswagon parked along the curb. The driver gave him a warm smile as he slid in the backseat, before taking off towards the studios that housed the Mercedes Jones Show.

Blaine found the trip passed very quickly and he wasn't sure if that was due to proximity or nerves. When they reached the studio, Blaine grabbed his guitar case and his shoulder bag and exited the car, throwing a thank you over his shoulder for the driver.

He rushed into the studio, his heart beating a mile a minute with nerves and hints of excitement. Blaine knew that no matter what was going to happen that day, his life would be forever changed in the end.

The makeup and hair teams seemed to be working in fast forward, and Blaine could not believe how little time it had taken before he was being pushed into the backstage area to wait to be called on.

While he was waiting for the show to begin, none other than Mercedes herself walked up to Blaine and started talking to him. "Hey Blaine, how're you doing?" Jeff and Blaine had had to tell Mercedes to whole situation before she had agreed to allow Blaine to make his announcement on her show.

"Ah, well, I've been better," Blaine replied, honestly. Mercedes patted him on the arm in reassurance as he continued. "But I'm glad that I'll finally be able to be honest with everyone, I won't feel like I have to hide anymore which will be nice. And if all goes well, Kurt will see that I am honestly sorry for whatever I did, and forgive me."

"I'm sure he will, he seems pretty reasonable to me." Mercedes looked over her shoulder as a man wearing headphones started motioning to her. "Well, I guess that's my cue. I'll meet you out there."

"Thanks Mercedes," Blaine responded.

With one last affectionate squeeze to the arm, Mercedes was off, dancing onto the stage to the roaring approval of her audience. Blaine took a deep breath to try and calm himself. I can do this, he thought. Kurt will be so proud of me.

With those thoughts occupying his mind, Blaine moved closer to the doors opening to the stage and waited for his cue.

"Good morning ladies and gentleman!" Mercedes called, happily waving out to the audience. The audience screamed in response and Mercedes grinned widely at them. "This morning we are very blessed to welcome multi award winning artist, and one of my good friends, Mr. Blaine Anderson!"

The applause was deafening and Blaine felt the smile light up his face as he walked out onto the stage. He gave Mercedes a kiss on both cheeks before sitting in one of the comfy chairs across from Mercedes own chair.

"Now you've just recently released a new album," Mercedes started and Blaine nodded in response. "But that's not what you're here to talk about."

"No, actually, I have a bit of an announcement to make." The crowd oooh'd at this and Blaine hoped they wouldn't be booing after he finished speaking.

Mercedes gestured for Blaine to continue and he took a deep breath. "Recently I made a mistake and I hurt someone I really care about. Though I'm not completely sure exactly what I did, I want to tell this person that I am truly sorry and show them just how much I care. So I wrote a little song for him, and I hope that wherever he is right now, he will listen and know that I miss having him here and I want him to come back. Kurt, this is for you."

With that, the audience remained silent, somewhat surprised by what Blaine was saying, but mostly confused as well. Blaine reached around his chair and pulled out his guitar in preparation to start singing.

I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless
The world can be

I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see

There was a collective gasp from the audience as Blaine started into the chorus and he knew he was doing the right thing.

Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through

Some of the audience members had tears in their eyes at this point and were feeling touched by the honest lyrics of the song.

Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Every time I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me
And you tell me

Blaine stood up at this point and started walking around the stage as he continued into the bridge of the song.

I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
Trying to make sense of things sometimes
I look for reasons
But I don't need 'em
All I need is to look in your eyes
And I realize

Baby I'm not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna take us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through, ooh

Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing, nothing, nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
You know our love is all we need
Our love is all we need to make it through

The audience burst into applause when Blaine finished singing and he had to quickly wipe the tears from his eyes at the emotions that welled up whenever he sang this song. He hoped that after his next announcement these people would still be smiling at him with the joy and support that they were at this moment.

After sitting back in his chair, Blaine continued, "So Kurt, if you're watching I hope you got the message. I really am sorry." Blaine paused to collect himself and Mercedes gave his knee a reassuring squeeze.

"The other thing I wanted to say, is that..." Another pause to catch his breath and will his tears (since when had he become so overemotional) to stay put before he finished. "I'm gay."

The silence was deafening in the studio, and Blaine's ears were ringing by the lack of noise. Then one person yelled out, "We still love you Blaine!" and the whole audience erupted into applause.

Blaine nearly passed out with relief and he looked out over the audience, a smile gracing his lips. "Thank you for your support, you guys are the reason I'm here. And to know that you don't care who I love, that just warms my heart. Thank you guys so much."

The audience cheered again and Blaine could feel the tears building up in his eyes again. Luckily, Mercedes seemed to notice and she immediately said, "Ok, after the break, we will talk to Blaine about his new album, and his plans for the future. Stay tuned."

Blaine hurried backstage before he burst into tears. He soon felt a strong hand patting him on the back and whispering soothing words in his ear. "You did it man. I'm so proud of you." Blaine looked up into the warm eyes of Jeff Sterling.

"Thanks for being here, Jeff," Blaine hiccupped, trying to get his breathing back to normal. "It means a lot to me."

"Hey, you may be my biggest star, but you're my friend first, and I knew you would need someone."

"I'm so glad it's finally out there. I hope Kurt got my message," Blaine continued.

"I'm sure he did. And I bet he'll forgive you," Jeff reassured Blaine.

"I hope so too man." Blaine gave Jeff a hug.

Later that day, after Blaine had finished on Mercedes' show, he was walking into his apartment when his cell phone started ringing. When Blaine looked at the caller ID he was quite shocked at who it was.

"Hello?" he answered, barely believing who it was.

"Blaine? It's Kurt. We need to talk."

A/N: Sooo, what did you think? Reviews are greatly appreciated ;) I really, really, really appreciate you guys' patience and all of your kind reviews on my last chapter. My 100th reviewer was anonymous with no name, but I think it's a good idea to thank every single reviewer, not just the 100th :) if it wasn't for you guys, this story never would have continued past chapter 1. Like I said I'm leaving in less than 2 weeks so this might be the last chapter for 3 months. I'm really sorry about that, but I want to thank you guys for sticking with me through my over a month long bout with writer's block (I hate it!). Also, if something seems to be missing from certain scenes (like Kurt's flashback last chapter) it is most likely because I don't swear, curse, use any words that I deem to be "bad". I can't say them and writing them is even worse because then there's proof that I did say them. So if that takes away from anything I'm sorry but I can't help it. Anywho, please alert, favourite, review, anything to let me know you're still with me, and I sincerely appreciate all your support. Also to all of you who wished me a good trip, thank you so much! I'll see y'all in 3 months (or less :P)