Chapter 17

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BEFORE THE CHAPTER STARTS hi it's been awhile :) Also, when the story is italics it's an alternative world and a what if situation not a flashback..Okay Enjoy :)

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Kurt looked around the familiar room. He walked over to the dresser and looked at the pictures in the picture frames. He picked up the frame of Blaine and him at his senior prom. He smiled as he remembered back then. Sometimes he wanted to go back to high school and sometimes he didn't.

"Hey." Blaine said as he walked in the room with a tray of food. He sat the tray down on the bed and walked towards Kurt.

"Do you think our lives would be different if Ally didn't ask me to go on tour with you?" Kurt asked, still looking at the picture.

"Of course. I mean there are a lot of what ifs. Like what if I didn't leave me house like I was told that day or what if I didn't leave my phone behind for you. What if we weren't photographed together."

Kurt sat the frame back on top of Blaine's dresser and turned around to face Blaine. "Everything happens for a reason. If we never met in this lifetime we would in another. Are you thinking about our lives if we never met?"

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K U R T

"What is your problem!" I yelled a little louder then I wanted. I held my breath as Dave Karosky and Azmio shoved me down on the hard beige sidewalk. I slightly winced in pain as I collapsed on the ground.

"Our problem is you spreading your fairy dust everywhere." Karosky said, through gritted teeth. He smirked and then both Dave and Azmio left laughing.

It just gets worst everyday. It'll never get better no matter how many times my dad or Mr. Shue says it will. I stayed there for a few minutes just listening to the birds chirping.

I bit my trembling lip, trying to prevent myself from crying. I took a long deep breath in and released it. I finally found the strength to pick myself off of the sidewalk. I took out my black iPhone. The screen lit up and revealed a few texts from some of my friends.

Before, I got a chance to respond or even look at any. I was knocked into and my phone fell to the floor. Shoot. Well, There may be a slight chance my phone survived that fall.

"I'm so sorry." The guy said. I looked up from the ground and into the strangers familiar hazel eyes. My heart instantly started to speed up a little faster then normal.

"Wait..are you Blaine Anderson?" I asked. He smiled slightly. He bent down to pick up both of our phones.

"Yeah." He laughed slightly. "I'm really sorry for bumping into you like that." He said getting up and passing me my phone. "I guess texting and walking is just as bad."

"My friend Rachel won't believe it. She's actually making me go to your concert on Friday...she just loves you." I said, taking the phone and slipping it into my bag. "She's a huge fan. Not that I'm not a fan. I-I mean I am. Just not as big a-as you know Rachel.."

"Well, tell your friend Rachel I said Hi." He laughed slightly. "and I hope to see you there.." he started. He stopped realizing that he didn't know my name.

"Kurt." I quickly said. He nodded.

"Well, I hope to see you at the concert Kurt. Here." Blaine reached inside his bag and pulled out two backstage passes. "I was suppose to give these to my manager later, but I'll just get her new ones."

"Thank you. Rachel is going to freak out."

"Well, I'll see you two Friday." He waved and flashed me one more smile before continuing walking down the sidewalk.

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