Forever my quarterback/Finn Hudson

I've got you

KPOV
"Blaine, what if dad doesn't get there soon enough," I said as I sobbed into his shoulder. Charlotte was currently being rushed to the hospital for overdosing. We're not sure how serious this is just yet, we're not sure how much she took. But from the way she sounded on the phone I was worried.

"Kurt honey, if you don't breath you're going to make yourself sick," he was rubbing my chest, I couldn't breath. My world was caving in on me, I have cancer, Charlotte might die.

"C-can't," I cried and hid my face in his shoulder even more. I felt someone putting a oxygen mask on my face, which took a second for it to work. I reached for Blaine to lay with me. My stomach was starting to churn and my head was throbbing.

"Are we feeling a little overwhelmed?" He asked in a very soft voice as he laid down next to me, I curled up into a tight ball, laying my head on his chest and playing with his shirt. He played with my hair softly. "Your heart rate is going up, are you in pain sweet heart?" He asked me.

"L-lots," I whined, I know I probably sounded like a little child but I could care less. Blaine sighed and kissed my head. "Nauseous," I whispered as I curled up closer to Blaine. "C-can you call Emily? She should tell Jake," I closed my eyes and kissed his chest.

"Of course, honey. I will, worry about your body for a minutes okay?" He was putting pressure on my arms and legs, it hurt but also felt good. "Wanna take a nap before crazy?" He kissed my head.

I had only gotten a few minutes of sleep when my dad came in, he was sweating and rubbed his bold head.

"Hey, daddy! How's Charlotte?" I sat up, startling a sleepy Blaine. "Oh, shshsh okay," I chuckled slightly, kissing Blaines head.

"Um, so. She had to get her stomach pumped, and she's on a lot of IV fluids. She's not awake, she on a lot of pain meds. So, she'll most likely be asleep for a while." He brushed some hair out of my face. "Jake's here, he's sitting with her right now," I nodded, wiping the tears off my face.

"C-can I see her? I mean, can we ask the doctors? I'll wear a mask?" Blaine wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck softly.

"Yeah, they said that's fine. But only for an hour, but don't worry if everything goes good you'll be home in three days," he kissed my head, "wanna put on a sweater? It's chilly out there," he ruffles my hair before pulling a wheelchair by my bed.

"Sure, Blaines allowed to come right?" I asked suddenly panicked. I clutched Blaines sleeve tightly, I think I might have gotten some of his skin.

"Of course," Blaine stood up, helping me put on one of his sweater. It smelt like him and it made me happy. "Come on, slowly, easy," he helped me into the chair, I got dizzy and nauseous.

"Fuck," I cursed and put my hand over my mouth. Blaine put the kidney shaped basin under my mouth as I throw up once again.

"Okay, Kurt. Okay, I've got you baby," Blaine whispered to me, I sobbed and reached my arms out for Blaine to hold me. Dad took the basin, Blaine climbed into the wheelchair behind me allowing me to curl up onto his lap as dad wheeled us through the hall.

"I'm sorry," I whispered as Blaine kissed the top of my head. He made sure to keep one of the green bags under the blanket just in case. We made it to charlottes room and I could hear Jake laughing.

"Charlotte no! You do not throw your pudding at me," he was laughing and I could see Charlotte was slightly awake. "You're funny when you're high," I stood up, holding onto Blaines hand as I walked in. "Ah look Charlotte! It's Kurt!"

"Kurt?" Her words were slurred and she was very quiet. "Oh my it's Kurt," she started crying, I had to stop myself from laughing when she went to wipe her eyes but ended up slapping her in the face. "Jake can Kurt hold me?" She asked.

"Well, I think you're going to have to ask Kurt not me sweetheart," he chuckled and moved so I could lay down next to her.

"Hi, baby girl," I whispered, I avoided both of our IV's in our arms and her nose cannula. "How ya feeling?" I asked as I ran my fingers through her hair. She started sobbing and laid her head on my chest. "I know, we're so overwhelmed right now; it's loud in here isn't it?" She nodded and started to rip out her IV, "no, Charlotte. You can't do that honey,"

I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn, I sang to her softly. She was pulling on every cord she could find, including mine. I winced but took both of her hands, kissing them softly. She was sobbing loudly, her heart rate started to spike.
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return, she pulled on my shirt. I knew she was just trying to find the right feeling so she could calm her brain that was currently going a million miles an hour.

"Shsh, I know," I whispered and just held her tighter.
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you, Charlotte put her hand on my face, feeling my nose and my lips. I stuck my tongue out jokingly when she touched my lips. She jumped but giggled.
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But
Because I knew you
I have been changed for good, she ruffled my hair, twisting it slightly. I chuckled and kissed her nose. It was like she was a child, but I knew she was just overwhelmed and in a lot of pain.
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part, I sang to her as she continues to play with my hair and the fabric of my cloths. She reached for her IV again, I quickly grabbed her hand and held it in mine.

"No, Charlotte," I told her. She pouted but put her hands back on my hair.
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart, I kissed the tears that had fallen from her eyes. She looked up at me with this look that screams 'I trust you'. I smiled at her, taking her in my arms and rocking softly.

"You're safe now, Charlotte. You're safe," I told her over and over again. She put her hand under my shirt and felt my heartbeat. "Am I alive?" I teased slightly.

"For now," she said not looking up at me. I sighed, "Kurt please don't die," she begged me, but then she reached for her IV. I wasn't fast enough this time, she ripped it out and cried out in pain.

"Fuck, Charlotte," I pressed the call button and took her in my arms, she was sobbing and I could tell she just wanted to be home. "I've got you, I've got you,"