Let me save you (Completed/Editing)

Chapter Nine - Continued

Chapter Nine - Let Me Save You

Continued...

-Blaine-

Silence. In some cases, it's wanted...needed. Silence is the very last thing I wanted in this situation. I want him to say something, anything. One word.

Sam's eyes peel away from mine and he turns away from me. I just confessed my love for him which took all of my might and here he is, mute. He runs his hands through his hair and down his face, "Blaine, I don't think we should see each other anymore." He says apologetically.

"What?" I ask, my voice is brittle and shaky. He can't be serious.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." He says walking back in the room. I hear the door close shortly after. I stand frozen in place trying to piece together what went wrong. Was it too soon for me to say it? I thought he felt the same way, I thought he cared.

I blink allowing the tears that welled up in my eyes to fall freely. I don't know what I could have possibly done to cause this. I've never been in a relationship and I've never been broken up with but this shit sucks. There's a tightness in my chest, preventing me from breathing properly so my breathing sounds short and hitched.

I should probably get out of Jordan's room before he wakes up. I don't think he'd appreciate me crying on his balcony like a fucking idiot. I wipe my cheek and compose my self for walking back into the room.

Jordan is still fast asleep. I wonder what Andrew gave him maybe that would work for me too. Maybe I could forget about everything that happened tonight and wake tomorrow not broken-hearted. We never made it official but I guess now, there's no need to.

"Blaine?" Jordan mumbles when I reach the door. Damn. I turn to face him and he's sitting up on his elbows. He still has his dress shirt on the but the top three buttons are open. I turn to face him.

"Were you crying? Why?" He asks sitting up against the headboard. He still sounds out of it, "uhhh, I'm okay. Don't worry about me. You should go back to sleep." I say pressing my lips together.

"Is it Sam?" He asks ignoring my previous words. I frown, when is it not Sam?

"Go back to bed Jordan..." I say placing my hand on the handle. "Please stay with me, I don't want to be lonely anymore." He mumbles as he slides back down into the sheets. I stare at him, my mouth slightly agape. Sam wouldn't like it if I stayed here. In fact, he'd be pretty pissed.

Yet he just "broke up" with me. We weren't even dating. "Blaine please, I promise not to kiss you again. Just stay." He mumbles, sleepiness laced in his voice. He remembers.

I nod and take my jacket off. I place it next to his on the piano and walk over to the bed. He taps the spot next to him and I reluctantly lie down on my side. He opens his eyes and we stare at each other for a couple of minutes.

"Good night Blaine." He mumbles before closing his eyes. I frown and close my eyes, maybe tomorrow will be better. Maybe Sam will take back his words. Maybe it'll hurt less in the morning.

"Goodnight Jordan."

-Jordan-

I stare at him glad eyed as he snores softly. I usually hate the sound of people snoring but his snores are soft and pleasant to the ear.

I woke up an hour ago, my head felt like it was about to explode but after my shower, I felt much better. I don't remember much of last night. I remember picking up a bottle for Grey Goose, everything after that is a blur. I don't remember coming back to my room and I sure don't remember inviting Blaine to sleep in the spot that my mate slept in. I should be angry but I'm not. I'm actually kind of glad that he's here.