Kurt had lured Blaine out of the house that morning promising him coffee and scones.  But on the way home, their route took a slight detour.  It didn’t take Blaine too long to notice and he asked copious questions which Kurt merely ignored or gave a quick ‘you’ll see’ before humming along to the radio.

“Okay, so there are two things to be done before we leave for school tomorrow. Number one: have a spectacular going away party at one Ms. Rachel Berry’s house.  And number two: achieve the impossible.”

The car stopped and Kurt shut off the engine.

“Now, I won’t be sending you out on your own anytime soon, but I want to show you that all of those doubts in your head are taking up entirely too much space.”

“What are you talking about?  Where are we?”

“Get out of the car for a sec.”  Kurt opened his door and walked around to the passenger’s side.  He grabbed Blaine’s hand and led him back around to the other side.  “Now get in.”

“What? What are you doing?”

“Get in.  You’re doing to drive.”

“Kurt, this is stupid.  You know I can’t drive.”

“So you’ve said.  Thus, we will do that which can not be done.  I think you can do this, so get in and prove me wrong.”

Blaine was irritated, but he climbed into the driver’s seat and pulled the door closed as Kurt ran around to the other side.

“Are you going to put your seatbelt on?”

Blaine tipped his head forward and leaned it against the steering wheel before grabbing the seatbelt and fastening it.

“By all means, let’s make sure we’re buckled in while the blind guy drives.”

“You trust me, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then start the car.”

“Kurt, seriously, someone could get hurt.  There could be other cars or pedestrians.  Plus, this is totally illegal.”

“Blaine, no one is going to get hurt, it’s a beautiful sunny day.”

Blain reached forward, running his hand along the steering column before finding the key.  He turned the ignition and the car started.

“So, good enough?”

“Nope.  Now put your foot on the break, reach up for the gear shift, and pull it down three notches so the car will be in drive.”

“Kurt, I can’t.  I’m going to hit someone or something.”

“It’s safe.  I promise.”

Blaine reached up and put the car in drive.  “Now what?”

“Now you take your foot off the break and slowly accelerate.”

Blaine took a deep breath and moved his foot from the break over to hover just above the gas pedal.  The car idled forward slowly and Blaine’s grip on the wheel got tighter.

“Gas would be good now.”

He hesitantly pressed just barely on the gas pedal and when nothing happened he pressed harder and the car lurched forward.  The movement shocked him and he immediately hit the breaks again.

“Kurt—“

“No, just try pushing the gas slowly again.  There’s a little give in the beginning and you’re going to feel like it’s not doing anything, but just keep pressing little by little.”

Blaine took his foot off the brake again and pressed the gas pedal.  Eventually, the engine picked up and they started to move a little faster.  A smile immediately spread across Blaine’s face.

“Okay, now turn the wheel about two inches to the right.  Slowly.”

Blaine hesitated and pulled his foot up a little on the gas pedal, but turned the wheel.

“Alright, now release your grip on the wheel and just let it glide under your fingers until it’s back in the home position.”

Blaine followed every instruction to the letter, alternating between smiling broadly and biting his lip.  After 30 minutes of driving in circles, albeit not over 15mph, Blaine put the car in park and turned to Kurt.  “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.  Now don’t ever tell me you can’t do something again.”

“Where are we?”

“The old Winn Dixie -- nothing but concrete with weeds growing through the cracks since Wal-Mart came to town.  So thankfully no real obstacles.”

“But I didn’t know that.  Thanks for trusting me and believing in me.”

“I always will.”  Kurt’s cool hand played with the curls at the base of Blaine’s neck.  “Hop out.  Now that I know about you and your lead foot, I will not be letting you drive me home.”

….

The last Rachel Berry party had gone swimmingly for him, what with Blaine surprising him and the other activities that night.  This was their last chance to all be together before half of them went off to college and the other half started their senior year.

He felt a little bad for Blaine because this wasn’t his core group.  They’d all spent time together over the summer, but these were Kurt’s friends… Kurt’s glee club.  But if Blaine was at all uncomfortable, he didn’t let on.

There was surprisingly little drinking going on.  Puck only showed up with a six-pack and there were still five left.  Kurt didn’t think too much of it though – they all seemed to want to keep these last memories clear.

Things looked surprisingly normal.  The boys were huddled together making crude jokes and comments about some new teacher at McKinley that was supposedly “smokin’.”  The girls were taking turns singing karaoke songs on the small stage in the back.  Kurt had spent most of the night sitting on the couch, head on Blaine’s shoulder, rambling and feeling rather nostalgic about the people in this room.  But now Blaine was… somewhere.  Bathroom?  Talking to Quinn? 

Kurt walked over to where the guys were gathered and asked if they’d seen Blaine.  Puck raised one eyebrow and pointed behind Kurt.  When he turned, he saw Mercedes walking Blaine up to the stage and he couldn’t help but smile.

‘What have these girls talked my boyfriend into?’

Rachel handed Blaine the mic and smiled out at Kurt.

Blaine cleared his throat nervously.  “Sorry to put the party on pause for a moment, but I just wanted to say something.”

Kurt suddenly got very tense.

“I’ve had kind of a hard life and with that I kind of distanced myself from people.  And then I met Kurt and as you all know he’s kind of a firecracker.”

“In the sack!”

Kurt glared at Santana, but Blaine just laughed.  The comment seemed to relieve some of Blaine’s nervousness.

“Well, Kurt, you lit a spark in me so many years ago.  And then somehow we found each other again.  And for the second time in my life, you sparked something within me just by believing in me when I was only filled with doubt.  I’m thankful for everything you’ve taught me and given me.  I am so thankful for you.”

Kurt was blushing from head to toe.

Finn and Puck were making fake barfing gestures, but all eyes were on Blaine as he started to sing.

There was a time

I had nothing to give

I needed shelter from the storm I was in

And when it all got too heavy

You carried my weight

And I want to hold you

And I want to say

That you are all that I need

For you, I give my soul to keep

You see me, love me

Just the way I am

I said for you I am a better man

I said you are the reason

For everything I do

I'd be lost, so lost without you

Under the stars

At the edge of the sea

There's no one around

No one but you and me

We'd talk for hours

As time drifts away

I could stay here forever

And hold you this way

You are all that I need

For you, I give my soul to keep

You see me, love me

Just the way I am

For you I am a better man

I said you are the reason

For everything I do

I'd be lost, so lost without you

I’d be lost, so lost without you…

Kurt thought of two things simultaneously in that moment: Blaine had the most beautiful voice he’d ever heard and he was so head over heels in love with him.

There was clapping and cheers, but Kurt kept his focus on Blaine as he walked to the stage.  His arms were wrapped completely around Blaine before he could even think about it.  He started to cry softly into Blaine’s shoulder. 

“Kurt?  What’s wrong?”  He started to pull back, but Kurt locked his arms, not letting Blaine move away.

“Nobody’s ever sang to me in front of everyone like that.”

“Is that why you’re upset?”

“I’m not upset.  I’m so happy.  That was gorgeous.”

“So you liked it?”

“Yes.  I love you, Blaine.  Promise me you’ll always sing to me.”

“I promise.”

It wasn’t until they got home late that night that Kurt finally let go of Blaine.  They wanted to spend their last night at home in their own beds, so they parted with a sweet kiss, knowing that in just hours they would be headed off to school – together.

….

Everything was packed, the caravan of cars set to leave shortly.  Blaine sat on his bed feeling scared and excited and unsure of so many things.  The cool morning breeze drifting in through the windows felt soothing.  Roxy rested her head on his knee as he combed his fingers through her soft coat.

“You’ve always been there for me, girl.  Haven’t you?”

She licked his palm and he couldn’t help but smile.

“It’s been you and me against the world for a while now.  I couldn’t have done it without you.  I can’t do what’s coming without you either.  It’s not going to be easy.”

Roxy startled, her body lifting and turning towards the window.

“Hey beautiful, you ready to start our New York life?”  Kurt yelled from his own window.  Roxy barked in response.  “Then get Blaine off that bed and let’s go.”

Roxy turned and nuzzled Blaine’s hand where it sat on his lap.  He couldn’t help but laugh at the dog who seemed to understand so well.

He sat there for another minute just petting her and thinking.

“We don’t have to do it alone anymore, girl.  We’ve got him now too.”

She licked his palm again and jumped off the bed.  Blaine got up and walked to the window.  He took one last deep breath of fresh air and thought of his mother’s beautiful green eyes, his father’s comforting touch, and the way his heart seemed to swell whenever he was with Kurt.  He closed each of the windows and walked to the door.

“New York, here we come.”

….