Not as Strong as You Think

Chapter 16- It Was Him

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Wing it.

Blaine had always had that mentality, from when he was little to when he was in high school. Some may say this is funny or untrue, considering how good of a student he was. "Who has the time to study," he thought, "when you can just bullshit it?"

For once in his life, Blaine was prepared. Maybe not entirely mentally, considering all of the possible possibilities of the sudden declaration of his love, but he damn well was rehearsed.

"I can do this. I can do this." Blaine whispered it to himself in the ride there, not quite believing himself.

Rachel had left once they landed at the airport. With a kiss on the cheek, a brief ruffle of the hair and "He's gonna love you" whispered in his ear, she was off to her dads' house. So there Blaine was, sitting in the taxi alone, only his own words of encouragement to listen to.

The car screeched to a stop unexpectedly for Blaine. He'd sworn that it was a longer ride to Kurt's house, that he'd have more time to prepare.

"It's now or never," Blaine thought, stepping out of the back seat after paying the man. "You can do this."

Walking up the pathway felt like an eternity. Reality suddenly hit him in the head like a truck. This was insanity, what he was doing. It was crazy. But it was also his last resort.

Anything could happen in the next few minutes. He could get kicked out- a likely possibility- or spat at or ridiculed. But the odds were, Kurt would actually talked to him. In. Person. Kurt would look at him and brush his hair out of his eyes nervously and just be...Kurt. That was somehow enough for Blaine. Even for that, everything would be worth it.

With that, Blaine brought up his hand and rang the doorbell.

His heart was beating out of his chest. Thump thump thump thump. He thought he was going to explode. Is that physically possible? It would be a medical mystery, then, as to why Blaine's heart literally exploded while he waited for someone to open the door.

Blaine knew that it was him as the door moved in slow motion. It must've been something in the air. It was almost a magnetic pull that made him want to get to the other side.

It was him. With his neatly combed coif, vibrant in color and piercing blue eyes. He was there with parted pink lips, and rosy cheeks. There with his eyebrows raised in surprise.

It was Kurt.

Mesmerized by the moment, Blaine stood there simply staring. He'd planned out what he was going to say, sure, but nothing could prepare him for this. Kurt was so much different in person.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt spoke, filling the silence with a shaky and quiet voice.

Blaine snapped back to reality, suddenly remembering everything he'd thought over ahead of time. Let's do this.

"I'm here to profess my love for y-"

"You should go," Kurt interrupted, looking down at his feet guiltily, though his heart wanted Blaine to stay so so bad.

"I should," Blaine admitted. "I should go and find someone else. It would be a heck of a lot easier, I'll tell you that. I wouldn't have to write a song for them just to get them to go out with me, that's for sure.

"But that's the thing, Kurt. I don't want anyone else. I want you and you only. I'm making a fool out of myself, traveling miles just to stand at your doorstep and sing you some stupid song that I wrote, because I want you."

"Blaine-" Kurt breathed.

"All I ask is for a minute. Just 60 seconds and you never have to say a word to me again. I'll leave and go back to Bushwick and try my hardest to kind someone better than you even though I know I won't..." Blaine closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "So, uh...this is 'Kurtie'. And I know you hate that name but it makes it easier to rhyme with."

Kurt walked onto the doorstep, shutting the door behind him and crossing his arms over each other for warmth. His eyes were glassy with unshed tears that he'd been holding back for a while. Blaine swung his guitar from his shoulder and started to strum hesitantly.

I've heard music, I've heard noise
I wish that he could hear his voice
The way that I do when I go to sleep at night
And dream my life away but he's gone when I awake

Kurtie, Kurtie...
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me?

The way his hair falls in his eyes
Makes me wonder if he'll
Ever see through my disguise
And I'm under his spell

Everything is falling
And I don't know where to land
Everyone knows what we were
He don't remember who I am

Kurtie, Kurtie...
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me

"And, uh..." Blaine sniffed, wiping a falling tear with his sleeve. "There's more but I think you got what I was trying to say. I'm not just here to beg you to love me, I'm here to say that I'm sorry. Ever since that night I can't help but think... I mean, what was I doing? I fell asleep before you were supposed to be home, and I didn't even realize until the next morning! I was supposed to be there to save you and I wasn't. I was your hero and I let you down when you needed me the most."

Kurt let his tears fall freely as he looked straight into Blaine's eyes. There was a silence, only the sounds of the children down the street having a snowball fight to be heard, the shrieks and giggles as background noise.

And then after a while, Kurt eventually found the right words for everything he wanted to say. Everything that was bottled inside put into a small amount of words that he knew would make up for all that he'd missed.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?"

Blaine's face lit up, and though he tried to maintain his cool exterior, his silly grin peeked through. "Yes! I mean- uh, yeah...sure."

The song is Sami by Darren Criss. I changed some of the lyrics for it to make sense. I was about to write my own song but who has the time? And also...

KLAINE HAS REUNITED!!! Anyway, be sure to comment and vote! Thanks!