“Of course I will Blaine, what are big brothers for?”

“You know what I mean Cooper,” Blaine scowled, “you’ve been so busy with your job that I haven’t seen you since your birthday.”

“Hey, that wasn’t even that long ago!”

“That was six months ago.” Blaine reminded him; their schedules were both so busy that neither of them ever found time to spend with each other even though they lived in the same city.

“Come on Blaine, this is important to you, so it’s important to me.” He heard some shuffling coming from his brother’s side of the phone, he was obviously going through paper work, “So Blaine, tell me more about this fantastic person you’ve been seeing.”

“You wouldn’t know him…”

-0-0-0-0-0-

“You’re coming to all of the performances?” Kurt asked curiously over his cup of coffee.

“Well not all of them, but tonight for sure. It’s the first of your last show, of course I’m going to be there for you!” Rachel exclaimed, her excitement bubbling as she went over each outfit in her closet. She turned to look at him, scrutinizing him carefully, “So, you’re still not mad at me?”

“There’s no point in staying mad at you. Of course I was pretty pissed off before, but the end result was pretty nice.” Kurt explained. He reached forwards to grab the last biscotti as if that meant he was officially ending the conversation.

“You know,” Jason began, scratching the current mop of hair on top of his head, “he could also turn you down.”

“JASON!”

“I know,” Kurt sighed, “and after what I’ve done to him, I wouldn’t blame him. I wasn’t exactly the nicest person when I broke it off…”

“Kurt! I’m so glad you called; I’ve been meaning to talk to you about what type of corsage we should wear to my prom. I was thinking a nice bright yellow carnage or something.” Blaine chattered along, unaware of the silence that his boyfriend was giving him, “Oh and I know it might be a bit too soon to decide this, but do you think I should rent a limo now or closer to the day? I’m really worried they’ll all be booked-.”

“I can’t go Blaine.” Kurt finally breathed out, his voice wavering over the phone.

“Oh…” Blaine was starting to go silent “But that’s okay, I’m sure I can find someone else to go with me on last notice. Are you at least able to come down for the commencement cereomony?”

“No, I can’t.”

Blaine punched the bridge of his nose; it’d be fine, “Well then, I guess I’ll just see you during summer break.”

“No you won’t Blaine.” Kurt muttered.

By this time Blaine was getting agitated, all he wanted was to spend time with his boyfriend and the world wouldn’t even give him this luxury, “What do you mean, Kurt?”

Kurt’s breath came out as ragged and scratchy, “I’m not coming home, Blaine.”

“Well that’s fine; I know you’re pretty busy up there. But don’t worry, we’ll figure it all out when I move up there.” Blaine scrambled, “In fact, why waste any time down here during the summer? I’ll just pack my things and go up there as soon as possible.”

“I’d rather you didn’t…” Kurt said, obviously straining to get the words out, “Come up here to live with me.”
“What-?”

“I’ve met someone.” Kurt explained. He knew it wasn’t true; but he just couldn’t do this anymore… he would just end up putting a stop to Blaine’s budding life if they continued their relationship, and he just couldn’t be the road block that everyone in New York seemed to think he was.

“E-excuse me?” Blaine stammered. He felt like his world was crashing in on him. The waves of perfection that was his life were creating a pool of misery around him, “You’re lying; you’ve got to be lying. Kurt, I-.”

“It’s over Blaine. We can’t keep lying to ourselves. This’ll never work.” Kurt tried to soothe him.

“I love you Kurt. You can’t tell me that these last two years have meant nothing to you. You can’t tell me that you don’t love me.” Blaine stammered, his breathing becoming heavy and labored.

Kurt tried to sigh but his attempt came out as a more choked sob, “I don’t love you. I never will.”

“Fuck you.”

“I broke up with him over the phone Rachel! I phoned him from a state, miles away from home, and broke his heart. I told him that I didn’t love him! There is no way he will even consider forgetting everything I said to him that day!” Kurt exclaimed, “This is the end of the conversation. I refuse to talk about it anymore.”

Rachel sat in silence for a moment before smiling wickedly, “You never did stop loving him.”

“Boo, you whore.”