Chapter 11: Blaine

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Okay, here's chapter 11. Maybe 3 or 4 chapters left?? IDK. Well, here ya go! This chapter is fairly short but Oh well. We are nearing the end, so the chapters will most likely get shorter :(

THANK YOU TO ANYONE WHO HAS STUCK IT OUT THIS LONG! I'll get another update out as soon as I can. But with school preps and registration I'm not sure when that will be :(

Anywhore........

Chapter 11: Blaine

Kurt is amazing. He took me back after all these years. He could easily have said 'no' again and walked away. But he took me back! Took me back, told me he loved me, and stayed wrapped in my arms all night. That's more than I could ever ask for. But, today I have to leave. I'm going on tour and will be away from Kurt for at least 3 days. Then he becomes my stylist. Wow, the universe must like me, my luck's been fairly good.

After we awoke, I made breakfast, much to Kurt's demise. But it was pretty good.

" That was nice. Thank you." he said before leaning over and pressing a chaste kiss to my lips.

" Not a problem. But we do need to start getting ready. Today's a big day." I sighed sadly.

" Is it?" Kurt asked, confusion filling his features.

" Yes. You are going to Ohio. I'm going on my tour. I'll see you in 3 days as my stylist. Any of this ring a bell in that pretty little head of yours?"

" Shit. Do you have to go already?" he pouted. I laughed fondly at his face. His lower lip stuck out like a 5 year old told 'no'.

" Sadly, yes. And so do you. So let's go. I need a shower." I said, standing from my spot on the bed.

" Alright, alright. But hurry, I need to get one, too. I am not leaving here looking like this." he laughed. His hair was a mess and he was only in pyjama bottoms.

" OK, Babe. But you look amazing, as you always do." I said as I pulled him close to me for a final kiss. That's one thing I don't think I'll ever get used to: the feeling of Kurt's lips on mine. They feel like they were made to be there, pulses of electricity shoot through my limbs when they meet and my heart melts.

" What do you want me to do with all this?" he gestured to the flowers and candles.

" There are two boxes in the closet. Candles in one, petals in another. When I get out, I'll finish what's left." he nodded and I left.

I turned the shower on and quickly stepped inside, allowing the warmth to soothe any worries and wash them down the drain. Flashbacks. That's what came- what came and I was not expecting.

Flashbacks of parties, sleepovers, flirty duets. All those times I was oblivious to the love Kurt had for me. if I wasn't so blind I could have had him longer. Sure, we were only apart a year, but it felt like an eternity. An eternity where something- someone- was missing. But that spot was slowly being filled when I heard him sing with me. Was that going to be permanent now? I hope so.

Thoughts of our last nights together filled my mind and the guilt that washed over me like the water from the shower was unbelievable. I was never able to fully relive those nights. I'd cut off my thoughts before I could. I could never handle it. Because it was all my fault. I was so stubborn and unsuportive. What kind of boyfriend acts like that? Not a good one. A good one supports you through everything. EVERYTHING, whether they like it or nor. Whether it's good, bad, smart, or dumb; they are supposed to be the one's you can rely on, the ones you can trust when it seems the whole world is against you. I wasn't that person. The one thing I needed to be, and I failed. But not again. I will not fail Kurt again. I will be there if he needs a shoulder to cry on, someone to hug, or to just be there. If he needs to talk, I'll drop everything and listen. I'll be fully honest and hope his is the same with me. If he needs a boyfriend, brother, friend, whatever; I'll make sure I'm there. I love him to much to let him go again. I made the mistake, I paid the price, and it looks like I'm getting another chance. But this may be my last one, and I will NOT fuck it up.

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I finished my shower and walked back out. Most of the floor was visible now, but Kurt was near the window by the door, his back to me. He seemed frozen. I quietly walked up behind him. I was about to reach out for him when I heard his voice, soft and barely audible.

" You kept this." he breathed. I peered over his shoulder at what he was seeing. It was my photo album.

" Of course I did. Why wouldn't I've?" I asked, baffled that he thinks I'd get rid of something like that.

He'd given it to me on our 1 year anniversary. It was an album of us. Pictures from high school, of me as a Warbler and him a New Directions, both of us Warblers and both of us New Directions. Our fist date, our first kiss, our first duet, ticket stubs, and the receipts for the first coffees we bought together. Pictures from Valentine's Day, our competitions, random dates and parties. Some of Kurt with his girls and me with my boys. A few of Nick, Jeff, Wes, and David. Pictures from our Christmases and some of us just being us.

" Because I was a bitch and tossed you out like you were nothing when really you are my entire world." he whispered. I pulled him into my arms and he began to cry.

" It's okay Kurt. Shh," I comforted.

" I am so sorry Blaine! I love you so much! I don't know what I was thinking. The year without you had been hell, worse than high school! I don't deserve you, not after what I'd done." he sobbed into my shoulder.

" It's okay, Kurt. I love you, too. But we are here now. We are together and in love. Let's not dwell on the past. It's time to move forward and accept everything with open arms. And we will. Together. Because now that I have you again Kurt Hummel, I will not let you go. Your not getting away form me again. That past breakup was all my fault. I accept that, because it's the past. Behind us. We need to accept that we are together NOW and embrace our future." I said into his ear as he clung to me. The words were sincere, and I meant every part of it.

It was time to let the past go and embrace their future together.

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Until next time my fellow Klainers!

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