The days passed, then the weeks, then the months. Kurt never picked up the phone.
"Higher – faster – keep in time! Come on!"
Blaine's dance teacher had been yelling at the class non-stop, and after two hours of the same routine over and over, Blaine was starting to get tetchy. Each repeat of the dance required even more of his ever-depleting energy and his shirt was sodden with sweat. They finished the dance again and Blaine stood with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
"Okay, okay, we're done for today." announced the teacher, and there was a collective sigh of relief. Blaine jogged over to where he had left his bag and gulped down an entire bottle of water. The class filed out, leaving Blaine alone. He dropped his water bottle back in his bag and walked back over to the centre of the room, shaking out his arms and legs. Exhausted as he was, he was going to get this right. After two hours of messing it up, he was going to get this move right. He started the dance from the beginning one more time, without music, swinging his arms around as he turned and leapt. He messed it up. Damn. Start again.
Blaine did this several times, lost in a world of his own, completely focused on getting this right. He didn't notice the figure leaning against the doorframe.
"You always were the dancer in our relationship."
Blaine stopped what he was doing and turned to face the guy at the door. He stared, dumbstruck.
Kurt shuffled a bit, readjusting his bag on his shoulder.
"... hi." he said, more to the floor than to Blaine.
Blaine continued to stare at him, his gaze hardening. He turned around again and carried on where he had left off in his routine.
"You haven't spoken to me in months." he said, mid pirouette.
Kurt didn't say anything, but walked a bit further into the room, watching Blaine dance.
"What changed?" said Blaine, leaning over, "Why are you here?"
Kurt stood still, his arms folded across his chest.
"I guess... I just... wanted to talk."
Blaine stopped and walked back to the centre of the room to start the dance again.
"Yeah?" he said, stiffly.
"Blaine -"
"What, Kurt?" Blaine asked nastily, not taking his concentration off the dance.
"I want you to know I'm sorry - "
"Yeah? I - "
"AND I miss you and I feel like such an idiot -"
"Huh." Blaine scoffed.
"Please - "
"Is that why it's taken you three months to come and talk to me?"
Kurt went silent. Blaine carried on with his routine.
There were a few more seconds of silence. Then Blaine began to sing to himself, bitterly.
People like you always want back
The love they gave away
And people like me wanna believe you
When you say you've changed
The more I think about it now
The less I know
All I know is that you drove us
Off the road
Blaine landed a jump hard and abandoned the dance to start towards Kurt. His painstaking efforts to perfect the routine over the last few hours, along with Kurt's timing, were not helping his temper. He almost spat the chorus at Kurt.
Hey, all you had to do was stay
Had me in the palm of your hand
Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in
Blaine got closer with every word, singing with such resentment it was as if he was interrogating Kurt.
Hey, now you say you want it
Back, now that it's just too late
Well, could have been easy
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
He decided to give up with the dance, and slouched over to his bag, stuffing in his belongings– still singing, but not making eye contact.
Here you are now, calling me up
But I don't know what to say
I've been picking up the pieces
Of the mess you made
People like you always want back
The love they pushed aside
But people like me are gone forever-
Blaine whirled round to face Kurt again.
-when you say goodbye
He stormed out past Kurt and down the hallway, with Kurt in pursuit.
Hey, all you had to do was stay
Had me in the palm of your hand
Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in
Hey, now you say you want it
Back, now that it's just too late
Well, could have been easy
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
Blaine spun round to look Kurt in the eye. His bag flew out around with him as he held his arms out tauntingly, walking backwards.
Let me remind you
This was what you wanted
He suddenly charged at Kurt, pointing an accusing finger in his face.
You ended it
You were all I wanted
But not like this
He hissed the last line cruelly. Then broke eye contact with Kurt as the song slowed.
Not like this
He looked around him, seeming lost for a second.
Not like this
"Blaine," Kurt started, but Blaine carried on singing, turning back down the hallway.
Oh, all you had to do was-
Hey, all you had to so was stay
Had me in the palm of your hand
Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in
Hey, now you say you want it
Back, now that it's just too late
Well, could have been easy
Kurt was crushed. He watched Blaine walking away from him, still singing spitefully.
Hey, all you had to do was stay
Had me in the palm of your hand
Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in
Some students started to exit from one of the classrooms further down the hallway. Blaine took no notice, still glaring at Kurt.
Hey, now you say you want it
Back, now that it's just too late
Well, could have been easy
He kept charging down the hall, now turning round only to direct the final lines at Kurt.
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
All you had to do was stay
As he sang the final line, Blaine was engulfed by the swarm of students now pouring out of the adjoining rooms.
All you had to do was stay
Kurt couldn't move for a while, and let the crowd move around him. He had to come to terms with the fact that now he had finally plucked up the courage to talk to Blaine, Blaine didn't want to talk to him. He had no choice but to turn back on himself and leave the building, his mission unaccomplished.
He started to stride down the hall, a new determination building up inside him.
I have to win him back