It saddens me so much that this story is coming to an end so soon. I think there is only going to be about 3 more chapters left. :( This story has made me feel so much and I love it, and I love everyone for reviewing and giving me so much support. Thank you.

Especially Shelly who makes me smile and believes in me.

Chapter 35

Burt couldn't believe the transformation in his son. The stranger had been living in his house just months ago was gone, now, standing on the podium was a tall, handsome young man holding a diploma, a smile so wide on his face that Burt thought his face was going to split. Kurt was graduating. Kurt had been through so much and now it was all over. Not a lot of the students cheered as Kurt took his diploma, but that didn't bother Burt he just cheered even louder. He was damn proud of his son. After a few more weeks on the same medication Kurt had managed to control the voice more, he told his dad everything that the voice said throughout the day and instead of wallowing in self pitty, they made jokes about it, and soon it had begun to fizzle out. Kurt and Blaine's relationship had grown stronger. Burt wasn't sure what had happened between them, he knew something had happened but as far as he knew they were still just friends, but Burt had a feeling after tonight they would be something else.

The ceremony finished and Kurt rushed over to his dad who threw his arms around him in the biggest hugs he could ever give. "I'm so proud of you Kurt." Burt whispered in his ear as he squeezed a giggling Kurt.

"I'm proud too." Kurt whispered and pulled away.

"Good, shall we go and see what food we can eat at the party, or shall we head home?"

"Can we head home. The parties are to say goodbye, I don't have anyone to say goodbye too." Kurt shrugged. Burt nodded softly and rubbed his son's shoulder. "I have Blaine, but I'm not saying goodbye to him." Kurt added.

"I know you're not kiddo." Burt smiled and squeezed his hand. "Shall we go and find him? Tell him the plans for tonight."

"What are the plans for tonight?" Kurt frowned as he undid his gown, showing off his smart black skinny jeans and red and white shirt. Burt couldn't believe the man standing in front of him was his son.

"Dinner." Burt hummed.

"Dinner?" Kurt frowned raising an eyebrow.

"More like a dinner and a trip..." Burt chuckled. "Oh look there's Blaine."

Kurt walked over to Blaine thinking about what his father could have up his sleeve. "Congratulations," Blaine smiled. Both Kurt and Burt could tell that he wanted to embrace him, but they were glad he held back for tonight.

"Thank you for everything." Kurt said quietly, aware that there were teachers around them.

"Nothing to thank me for." Blaine smiled. He turned his attention to Burt as Kurt looked down awkwardly at the floor. "I'll be over at five, that enough time?"

"Plenty." Burt grinned.

"Time for what?" Kurt frowned looking up at them.

"Still in the dark?" Blaine giggled.

"For now." Kurt glared at his dad who was grinning cheekily.

"Shall we tell him?" Burt asked as Kurt continued to stare at him. Blaine nodded, almost as excited as Burt was.

"Please." Kurt pleaded.

"Well, we just need to go home and pack a bag for the weekend." Burt smiled. "That's all I'm telling you for now."

"But that's no fair!" Kurt pouted, he wanted to stamp his feet like a child but he knew he would only get some funny looks from people.

"I'll see you soon." Blaine grinned and walked off. Kurt watched him go and then turned back to his dad.

"Come on, I know you, it will probably take hours for you to pack, and I want to show you something first."

"Okay." Kurt sighed. He followed his dad out of the school and watched as everyone said goodbye to their friends, he didn't care that he didn't have any friends to say goodbye to, he knew he had someone better. Blaine.

"Why are we at the garage?" Kurt frowned as his dad parked up.

"It's not the garage I want to show you." Burt smiled, the whole car ride Burt could tell that Kurt was thinking about where they were going, he knew his son would love it but he wanted it to be a surprise.

"What?" Kurt asked and walked out with his dad. Burt walked past the garage to a small house next to it. As long as Kurt could remember the house had a for sale sign in the lawn, now it had a sold one.

"Dad...?" Kurt frowned looking up at him.

"I know you're still not too sure about college, and I'm not going to push you into anything. But I want you to know that you can handle being on your own, I want to prove to you that you are an amazing young man."

"I don't understand." Kurt whispered looking at his dad as he handed him a key chain.

"It's for you. It's only small, it's not decorated yet, I thought we could do it over the summer. You don't have to stay here, in fact if you don't like it then we can sell it."

"No!" Kurt gasped. "I love it."

"You sure?" Burt smiled, it had been a spontaneus buy, he wanted to show Kurt that he was capable of being independant. "It's only a five minute walk from me, and it's not far from Blaine."

"It's really mine?" Kurt whispered watching him.

"It's really yours. Do you want a tour?" Burt grinned. Kurt nodded excitedly and ran towards the house. He pushed opened the door, and looked around slowly, the entrance hall was big and he could imagine having a sofa and a book shelf, a television on the wall with all of his shows around it.

"Dad..." Kurt grinned, he couldn't believe he had his own house.

"You can do all of your healthy cooking here." Burt smiled showing Kurt the small yet cozy kitchen.

"I'll be cooking for you too." Kurt chuckled.

"I should hope so." Burt smiled rubbing his back. "There's a bathroom upstairs and your bedroom. The bedroom is the biggest of the house."

"I want to see." Kurt giggled and ran upstairs. Burt rolled his eyes and stood at the bottom listening to his son screech about how huge the closet was.

When Kurt came running back downstairs he jumped into Burt's arms and hugged him tightly. "Thank you so much dad."

"It's my pleasure. You deserve it." Kurt burried his face in his father's shoulder and enjoyed the tight embrace for a few minutes. "Now, we need to go and pack your bag for the weekend."

"Where are we going dad?" Kurt asked, pulling away slowly.

"Look at your key chain." Burt smiled.

Kurt frowned but pulled his key chain from his pocket and his eyes went wide when he saw a 'wicked' key ring. "We..."

"Yes..."

"I love you dad." Kurt whispered unable to say anything else, he was so over whelmed.

"I love you too. Come on." Kurt nodded, he had to pack.