It's been 11 years since Kurt Hummel graduated from McKinley High. Now he was living in New York City working at Vogue as a fashion editor. He was pretty sure he had it all, a nice apartment in the city, a loving boyfriend, celebrity friends. Sure he hadn't gotten into NYADA but he had found his true calling in fashion. Maybe Broadway and performing were more of a pipe dream, a hobby. Did he miss singing and dancing? Of course he did but he was happy with the life he had made for himself and wouldn't exchange it for anything.

Kurt sat in his office that was looking over Central Park one afternoon. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and Kurt had just received a new Limited Edition Marc Jacobs bag. He had to go out and celebrate with a drink. He called for his PA to find she had left and if he wanted coffee he would have to get it himself. Kurt sighed to himself before deciding he might as well since the coffee they use at the office sucked.

He left the office building in which he worked in and entered the crowded streets of New York City. It was the late July in the middle of a heat wave so he tucked up his sleeves and unbuttoned some buttons on his shirt. He sighed as he walked through the streets.

Kurt went to turn the corner to go to the Starbucks around the block but something caught his eye, a little building just off the street. He eyed the sign to see it was a little coffee shop. He could hear music and laughing coming from the building and something inside of him changed. He wasn't going to go to Starbucks today, maybe he should try this place instead.

Kurt walked up the small walkway to the door, the music getting louder as he took steps forward. He opened the door and walked in. On the right was a stage and up on it was a woman with a violin. She must have been playing for a long time as the strings on it had started to break and she was slightly off key but there was something pleasant about it.

Kurt made his way up to the counter and ordered himself a drink before he found a seat at the back of the room.
A small cubby man hushed the woman off the stage before he adjusted the microphone stand so he could reach.
"Right guys, who's ready for the next act?" the man shouted like he was presenting some talent show on national television. The whole crowd cheered and a small smile appeared on his face.
"Welcome the one, the only....Blaine Anderson" the man shouted as Kurt felt his jaw hit the ground. Kurt's heart stopped for a second. It's been 10 years since he last saw or even spoke to Blaine. After the breakup he wanted nothing more to do with him. He watched the guy who he now barley recognized walk up on stage. He was a bit taller and a lot skinner then Kurt remembered. Kurt wasn't sure if this was the Blaine he was thinking off. His once slicked back gelled hair was now back to its natural curl and had grown out to form a helmet of hair. He had tattoos up and down his arms, his left eyebrow pierced. Kurt had convinced himself it was just someone with the same name but then he opened his voice to speak and nope it was Blaine all right. His voice still sounding like it came from angel as he thanked the crowd for the welcome and he tuned his guitar. All the people are the tables were regulars and had started shouting suggestions on what songs he should do. Kurt didn't know what to do. He wanted to leave but at the same time watch him perform. It had been years since he last heard him sing. Kurt picked up his cup and started to get up when he saw the guy who had introduced Blaine on the stage sit on the opposite side of the table.
"You ok there kid? You look like you've seen a ghost" he said joking. Kurt looked at him back.
"I'm 29" he whispered back. As he sat back down on the seat. Blaine had started to play a song Kurt hadn't heard of as the guy went to speak to him again.
"I'm Frank, I own this place" he said as he put his hand out for him to shake.
"Kurt" Kurt replied as he shuck his hand.
"You ok there Kurt?" Frank asked again with concern in his voice.
"I...I..." Kurt started as he stared at Blaine.
"That's Blaine Anderson. Isn't he amazing? I told him he should go professional but he doesn't want to"
"How come?"
"I don't know. I can tell he wants to and he has the talent but he tells me his happy here serving drinks and cleaning tables."
"He works here?"
"Yeah every day doing as many shifts as he can."
"Why are you telling me this?" Kurt asked as he looked back at him.
"I don't know. I just feel like I should or something. Anyways a few years back a guy from some record label came in here to borrow the phone and heard him singing and right there offered him a recording contract and the silly boy wouldn't take it"
"How come?"
"I think his punishing himself for something. Something his done in the past in which he can't get over to forgive himself. I've tried talking to him....l" the table moved as Kurt quickly got up. He throat had gone dry and he needed air. As he moved he knocked over the table sending the table flying making the music stop as everyone looked at him.
"Kurt" Frank said after him. Kurt stopped and turned as the audience were watching him. Blaine was watching him. He felt his heart beating a million times a second. Had Blaine worked out who he was yet? Could he even talk to him?
"Dude are you ok?" Blaine said into the microphone.
"Yeah, yeah I'm good" Kurt replied as he sat on the chair closest to him.

Kurt felt all the eyes in the room stop paying attention to him and go back to staring at Blaine.
"Now this is a new song guys. Umm it's about when you hurt the one you love" Blaine said as he started to slowly play his guitar. Kurt felt goosebumps appear on his body. This song was about them and what happened 10 years ago.
"As I lay in the wrong arms all I can think about is you" Blaine sings his voice cracking. He carries on.
"If I could take anything back from my life it would be that night" Kurt felt a rush of emotions.
"Because seeing you hurt like that and knowing I'm the one to blame is killing me" Blaine said as he looked at Kurt, his eyes somehow begging for Kurt to look into them and to believe in every word he sung.
"And now I stand here alone knowing I'm the one to blame." Blaine starts to cry, still looking at Kurt.
"And one day I hope you will forgive me so I can learn to forgive myself." Kurt felt his own eyes start to water
"Because every day I punish myself for one stupid mistake. It should have been you're arms I was in and now you're gone and I'm alone in this empty bed. Was it worth it? Was it worth it?" Blaine finishes his song as the crowd slowly begin to clap.

Kurt watches as Blaine jumps off the stage and hands his guitar to Frank. Kurt knows his walking towards him. What should he do?
"Hey" the voice said as Kurt went to turn away.
"Hi" Kurt replied as he looked down at his feet.
"I'm Blaine, Blaine Anderson" he introduced himself. Maybe Blaine hadn't recognized Kurt at all?
"Hi, I umm have to go, so sorry." Kurt said as he went to turn but was stopped as a hand grabbed his arm.
"I guess you're not who I was thinking of, sorry." Blaine said as he let go and turned away. Kurt watched as he walked up to Frank grabbing back his guitar and leaving through a back door.

Kurt walked slowly back to his office visually shaken at this encounter he had with Blaine. Out of all the years he lived in the city he had never bumped into him. Why today? He watched young couples walk in the sun enjoying each other company as he thought back to his days with Blaine. He had blocked all the memories out his head, all the good times everything but now they were back. Kurt felt his phone start to ring. He looked at it to see it was his boyfriend Adam. He smiled slightly to himself as he answered the phone.
"Hey" Kurt said
"My flight got delayed and I won't be back until tomorrow or maybe even the day after." The voice at the other end spoke. Kurt sighed.
"How was your family?" Kurt asked as he reached his building and walked into the lobby.
"There good. I miss you Kurt." Adam said as he waited for Kurt's reply.
"I miss you to"
"Love you"
"I....love you to" Kurt replied unsure of why he stalled. He loved Adam with all his heart so why did it hurt when he told him he loved him now?
"Are you alright Kurt?" Adam asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just sad you're not here with me" Kurt replied as he got in the lift.

Kurt spent the rest of the day in a daze. He brought up his old Facebook page on his computer. Something else had now replaced Facebook as the leading social network and Kurt hasn't logged in for a while. He brought up his profile to see his last log in was almost 8 years ago. Kurt sighed as he looked back at all his status which were complaining of early morning classes or Rachel hogging the shower in their apartment. He found his photo albums and started to go through each one. Some many pictures he had forgotten he had taken. He quickly made a folder on his desktop as he saved all the pictures he wanted.

Two albums caught his eye. One was titled 'Blaine and Kurt 3' the other 'Me and Adam'. There were over 300 pictures in the Blaine one but only 50 in the Adam album. He pulled up the Blaine album and started looking at the pictures. He saw that the album was set to private and that only he could see them. He started to look through each photo, each one bringing back a certain memory. He smiled as each one popped back. Suddenly his computer made a popping sound making him jump and he saw that a 1 symbol was at the bottom of the screen. He looked at it to see that Blaine was online and that he had just sent him a message. Kurt quickly closed the website down and sat there in silence. He closed his eyes and let the sunshine from outside dance on his face. His mind racing ever since he saw Blaine.