Forever my quarterback/Finn Hudson

Great start

The hotel room, yes one single room, was a suite. It was big enough for all of us, shue did this since there's a lot of us who need to be with a certain person. And because he wanted us all to be together as long as we can.

In each room there's two king size beds. In the room I'm staying in Kurt and Blaine are on one bed, Finn and I are sharing the other bed. I'm a little worried about that but I know it's just because we're best friends. Friends. Only friends.

Quinn gets her own little room, it has a twin bed and a little play pin for Beth. She gets her own since she has a baby. Same goes for Jake and Emily, since they have Kammie they get their own room.

In another room Rory and sugar are sleeping together. In the other bed Artie and kitty are sleeping together. That's the weirdest room for sure.

Ryder is in one bed and unique is in another. No one wanted to bunk with them. Imma leave that at that.

Santana and Brittany are sharing a bed, Mercedes and Marley are sharing the other. Their room is pretty small, they have the smallest two bed one.

Sam and Rachel are sharing a room with Mike and Tina. The two most annoying girls with two of the biggest softies in glee.

Right now we were all chilling in the community area of the suite, Kurt was laying down in our room trying so hard to fight off a migraine. Blaine and I kept taking turns checking in on him.

"So gang, we've got a group dinner planned tonight, we're all going to Texas Roadhouse. And if you guys want we can walk around New York City for a while?" Shue said as he was sitting on a chair with Emma leaning on his knee.

"Hey I'm going to go check on Kurt," Blaine whispered to me as he stood up and walked to our room.

BPOV:

"Kurt? How ya feeling?" I whispered as I crawled into the bed next to him. He was hugging my bunny, I chuckled softly when I realized his nose was buried into the fur of bunny.

"Mh," Kurt groaned and curled back up to my side. I frowned and rubbed my hand up his side. He cringed and clung to me more

"Oh honey," I pulled him as close as I could, "you don't have a fever so that's good. No hospital," I told him, he whined and tried to put his hand up my sleeve. "I've got you," I kissed his head and let him play with my sleeve for a while.

"Blaine," he cried and started sobbing. I quickly shushed him and stood up to grab his little migraine hat he has. It's kinda like a snow hat but with ice packs all around.

"I'm going to go put this in the freezer so it get cold, do you want me to get your pain meds?" I ran my fingers through Kurt's hair, kissing his hair line softly.

"Please," he sounded so small and hurt. I walked out of the room, the bright lights causing me to see white for a second. I walked into the kitchen, and saw Finn grabbing a drink.

"Hey Finn," I said as I put the hat in the freezer, he nodded to himself and took a sip of his dc. Pepper he grabbed. "You brother has a migraine, pretty bad from what I can tell," I told him, I was on my tippy toes trying to reach the top shelf to get a cup.

"Oh," Finn was kinda staring into space, I kicked his shin slightly. He just nodded and reached up, barely lifting his body and grabbed a cup.

"Thanks Finn," I said, he said we acting weird but I didn't have time to deal with him right now. Everyone was watching a movie in the living room, Quinn was bouncing Beth us and down. I walked back into our room only to find that Kurt was no longer on the bed. "Baby?" I called, I heard a retch come from behind the bathroom door. "Oh Kurt," I muttered to myself, I let myself in knowing Kurt wouldn't mind.

Kurt hadn't turned the light on and was on his knees in front of the toilet. I knelt down beside him and put my arm around him. He coughed and gagged.

"Oh baby boy," I rubbed his back softly, I knew how upset he got when he got sick. And now with him in pain it's even worse. "You're okay, just take a breath," I could tell he was holding his breath to try and fight the nausea. "No Kurt, hey you can't stop breathing. It's not going to help, keep breathing," I patted his back a little bit harder then usual, but if he kept holding his breath he'll pass out and it won't be good for anyone.

"Kurt, no. Breath," I knew I was sounding a little mean but Kurt can't hold his breath. "Kurt Hummel, breath!" I yelled, Kurt looked up at me with these big puppy dog eyes, I soften my face and kiss his forehead. "I'm sorry I yelled, but you have to breath, baby," I put my forehead on his, secretly making sure he doesn't have a fever.

"Hey loves," I looked up and saw Charlotte walking into the bathroom. Kurt saw her and started sobbing, he reached for her. "Oh Kurt," she left him curl up with his head in her lap.

"Charlotte, I don't feel good," he was full sobbing now, I laid down next to him so he could see my face without moving. "Wanna have f-fun not thi-this," I brushed some hair off his forehead.

"I know. I am so sorry Kurt," I said, putting my hand on his cheek I could feel the tears rubbing down his face. "Want me to get your dad?" I asked softly.

"He's not here yet, he flys in tomorrow afternoon," Charlotte said, Kurt closed his eyes and I could tell he was falling asleep.

"Hey let's go lay in bed, sleeping on the floor isn't very comfortable," I pulled Kurt up so he was standing, kurt leaned most of his weight on me. "I've got you, you're gonna be okay," I helped him lay in our bed, again he grabbed my bunny. He's told me a while ago that when he needs comfort and bunny's right there he'll hold it because it smells like me.

"Boys, the team is going through I get dinner in about five hours. So, if you want to go you can but if you just wanna sleep that's okay too," Charlotte kissed Kurt's head before walking out. Kurt closed his eyes and fell asleep. I laid with him for a while, just to make sure he's okay.

For about an hour Kurt slept, I played on my phone. Everyone few minutes I would kiss his head. He started moving around and moaning, I put my phone down and pulled him closer.

"Shshs, Kurt. You're alright," I whispered as Kurt started crying, he was in-between sleep and real life. "Kurt baby, wake up," I sat him up and let him lean on me.

"Blaine," he sobbed, I kissed the top of his head and rocked softly. "I'm so tired,"