Rachel and Finn where saying/kissing goodbye. AGAIN! “Come down Kurt,” I told myself. “You’re only upset because Blaine isn’t here yet.” Which is reasonable conserving the fact that I’m leaving today and I haven’t gotten the chance to say goodbye to my boyfriend yet. Where the hell is he? He should be here already. He’s probably to busying putting curls into his beautiful curls.

My thoughts where interrupted by Brittany throwing herself at me, her legs going around my waist, saying “Don’t leave me Dolphin!”

With a sighing laugh, I put my arms around her neck saying, “I have to, Boo. I don’t want to anymore then you or anyone else, but I have to go.”

She rested her head in the crook of my neck, just crying. I rubbed her back. She pulled back, looking at me with tears in her eyes and a streaked face. “Can I some more kisses before you?” she questioned with a sad smile.

I let out a smile laugh before I replied. “No honey. My lips are for Blaine only, and I’m pretty sure Santana would kick my ass if I tried to kiss you.”

“Damn straight Lady Lips,” Santana said with a smirk.
I set Britt down, kissed her forehead and move towards Santana. I gave her a quite but soft hug. Then I went to Tina, kissing her on the hand, and then hugged Mike. I turned around on my lawn waiting for the rest of New Directions to show up.

I must have zoned out because the next thing I knew I heard a few car doors and saw Mercedes running to me. She said “Came here white boy,” then enveloped me a huge hug. We stayed there for a few moments before letting go. With tears going down both of our faces, we gave each other a sad smile. I turned to Puck, Artie, and Sam. Puck and I did a small little fist bump then he through his arms around me then let go and acted all tough again. Artie and I high fived, then hugged. Sam gave be a side hug and patted me on the back. Quinn gave me a small smile before we embraced. After we pulled apart, I pecked her on each check. Lauren mumbled something about “how dear you make me cry Hummel,” before hugging me in a similar form to Puck. I looked over to where Mr. Shuester stood with Ms. Pillsbury head resting on his shoulder. She came over and hugged me and Finn saying goodbye. Mr. Shue cleared his throat.

“Promise me you won’t make them do another Journey song?” I asked with a smirk.

“There’s nothing wrong with Journey, Kurt,” he replied. I rolled my eyes along with everyone else. “But I’ll do my best. Can I give you a hug now?” he asked.

“Well I guess,” I laughed. Mr. Shue and I held each other in a tight embrace before he started to pat my head. I jumped back saying, “Whoa! Watch the hair!” I fixed it while everyone laughed and Mr. Shuester put his hands up defensively. One laugh stood out among the rest.

I turned to Rachel. She wasn’t crying, but had tear trials down her face. “You going to miss me, Berry?” I inquired with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

“Like I would miss you, Hummel,” she retorted.

“At least you don’t have to worry about me possibly stealing your solos anymore,” I shot back.

“In your dreams Kurt,” Rachel said sadly before throwing herself at me. We held each other close with silent tears going down our faces. I whispered to her, “Tell anyone this and I’ll deny it, but your one of the ones I’ll miss the most.”

She laughed sadly before asking, “Right next Blaine?”
“You’re right below him hon. Take care,” I said as we pulled apart. We kissed each other’s cheeks in Broadway fashion. I took a step back.

“Ready to go Kiddo?” my dad asked coming up behind me.
Instead of answering, I looked at my phone, checking the time. Then the last text Blaine had sent me. “Sorry. Running late. Be there soon. =) I love you!!! XOXO – Blaine.” That was twenty minutes ago. Putting my phone away, I sighed audible.

“I know you want to say goodbye to Blaine, son, but we have to get going,” Burt said putting an arm around my shoulders.

“I know. I know,” was all I could say.

I looked at my thirteen friends that I had made over the last two years. My friends who had stood up for me. My friends who made me laugh when I was upset, or I made them. We leaned on each other all the time. In reality, I was looking at part of my family. My family I wouldn’t be seeing for a while.

We said our last goodbyes and headed to the car. Dad and Carole got into her car, with Carole driving. Finn was driving the truck, and I was driving my Explorer. I was just about to open the door to my when I heard a familiar voice holler, “Kurt! Wait!” I turned my head fast enough that my neck popped at the sound of Blaine’s handsome voice.

Blaine jumped out of his still running car and ran over to me. Before I could say anything, Blaine crushed his lips onto mine, causing me to squeak in surprise. I instantly melted into the kiss, raping my arms around his neck as his went around my waist. I put my fingers in the curls at the nape of his neck, and pulled him closer. He stepped forward willingly. Deeping the kiss, Blaine runs his tongue along my bottom lip. Groaning, I open my mouth to let him in. Our tongues fought for dominance before I let him take over. He ran his tongue along the roof of my mouth causing me to whimper and my knees to go weak. Blaine then started to suck on my tongue before letting go and going back to just kissing me. I pushed against him, and he pushed right back tell I was between him and my car. With a sigh, I pulled away. Blaine whined at the loss of contact and tried to follow me. Laughing, I took my hands from his neck and put them on his chest to stop him.
“Hey gorgeous,” I said looking into his hazel eyes.

With a smile he said, “Hey yourself beautiful.”

“Your late,” I accused with a smile to match. “And I almost didn’t get to say goodbye to you,” I added sadly, looking down.

Blaine put his hand on my check and rested his forehead against mine. “I know, babe. I’m sorry. Really sorry.”
I blushed slightly at the word babe, something that Blaine rarely called me, but I loved it when he did. “Well, with the kiss that you just gave me, you’re most certainly forgiven honey,” I said with a smirk as I watched him blush now.

“Oh, good! I thought I would have to get down on my knees and beg you pretty please for forgiveness,” Blaine said in mock relief as he moved his head to kiss my neck.

“Hum… Maybe I shouldn’t have forgiven you that forgiven you that easily. The thought of you begging on your knees for me… it’s quite entertaining. I th- OUCH!” I exclaimed when Blaine bit the most sensitive spot on my neck. I pushed him away so I could look at him face to face. There was a hungry look in his eyes that I tried to ignore, but it wasn’t the easiest thing in the world. “What was that for?” I asked, touching the spot he had just had his mouth on, knowing I would have a burse there later.

“Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it,” Blaine replied with an evil smirk and one of his triangle eyebrows raised. He also leaned against me some so that I was pressed between him and my car.

“I…Th- That is beside the point,” I said as Blaine laughed because of my stammering.

“Being that you’re not denying it, I’m guessing that it did get to you?”

“Blaine Everett Anderson, you are officially unforgiven,” I exclaimed trying to push him away to no avail.
“Blaine Everett Anderson?” he questioned. “Wow, you must be pissed at me if you’re pulling out my full name.”

I gave him one of my bitch glares that he was almost never on the receiving end of. Quickly trying to make up for it he pouted, “Come on Kurt. Please don’t be like that.”

“Sorry this is exactly how I’m going to be,” I said looking at my nails, leaning against my Explorer. ‘I wondered how long I can keep this act up,’ I thought to myself. Hopefully long enough for me to get what I’m wanting.

“Please re-forgive me honey,” he whispered using his puppy dog eyes.

I almost gave up my act because he look so hurt and so damn cute, looking up at me through his eyelashes, and because he used my favorite pat name that he has for me. Almost. “Nope.”

Blaine just looked at me for a moment. Then without any warning, he dropped to his knees in front of me. When he did, I noticed that all of my friends and family were watching us. By the looks on their face, they had been from the beginning and had heard everything. I blushed a little. I had totally forgotten that they were there. Whoops. That’s the affect that Blaine has on me.

The boy in question took hold of my hands and waited for me to look at him before he started talking. “Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. I love you so much. I promise to never be late again. I get lost when I look it your eyes. I could listen to you sing, or hell, even just talk, all day. The way you get excited about the latest fashion or a play on Broadway, always brings a smile to my face. You’re the most caring person I’ve met. When I’m with you, I forget everyone and everything else. You’re beyond cute when you’re nervous. Also, you’re adorable when you blush. Just like you are doing right now.” He paused to smile before continuing. “I’m crazy about you. Will you do me the amazing honor of granting me your forgiveness?”

“Damn, Hummel. And I thought you were dramatic,” Puck laughed before several voices told him to “Shut the hell up.”

‘Well,’ I thought, ‘that’s not how I imagined him begging.’

“Kurt. Hon. Will you please answer me?” Blaine inquired looking a little worried from where he was still knelling.
“Yes,” I said with a sly smile.

“Yes you’ll answer me or yes you’ll –” Blaine started to ask, but was stopped my lips meeting his. Our kiss was soft and gently. I pulled away and he tried to follow. I was all for it until Santana said “Getting Kurt!” followed by Finn saying “Come on! He’s my little brother!”

Blaine and I laughed against each other lips before pulling apart. Standing up, my boyfriend took my hand, stood by my side, and rested his head on my shoulder. I rested my head on his saying, “Two things. One – Finn how many times do I have to tell you that no matter how tall you are, I am still older then you by two months?” – Finn just shrugged - “And two. Thank you, Santana for ruining a perfect moment.”

“No problem lady lips,” Santana said with her signature bitch smirk.

“Son, I’m glad that Blaine’s here and you get to say goodbye, but really do need to get going. Carole has to me to work early tomorrow,” Burt said.

“Okay. Can Blaine and I have a few moments to talk privately?” I asked.

My dad looked a little wary, so Blaine quietly said, “It will only be for a few moments Mr. Hummel. I promise.”

“Blaine, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Burt?” my dad said laughing.

“Sorry Mr. Hum- Burt,” Blaine stammered while his cheeks redden a little. I just gave a small laugh and kissed him on the check, which caused him to blush even more.
“Yes you two can have a few moments alone. Just a few. And no funny business,” Burt was saying but the moment he said yes, Blaine and I headed to around the corner of my house. Well, it was no longer my house. Don’t think about that Kurt. Not now. Just think about the amazing man that is Blaine; who happens has that hunger in his eyes from before back in his eyes. A shiver went down my spine when I saw that.

The second that we turned the corner, out of everyone’s eyes, I grab Blaine by his tie and pulled him into a heated kiss. He growled into the kiss and put his hands possessively on waist and pulling me even closer to him. Slipping my tongue into Blaine’s mouth, I shoved him against the side of my house. He groaned, put one hand up my shirt, and the other on my ass, squeezing it, causing me to moan. I pulled his tongue into my mouth to suck on it while I used my hands to unbutton his shirt and moved my hand up and down his chest.

Blaine pulled away resting his head against the wall, breathing deeply. I moved to kiss and nibble his neck. “Whoa, Kurt. Umm...not that I not mind all, but, ugh… you normally not like this. Why are you so into this and leading right now?” Blaine questioned, breathing deeply while I made my way up and down his neck.

“You have no idea how turned on you biting my neck in front of everyone made me,” I whispered as I grazed my teeth along his earlobe. He moaned at the touch.

“Maybe I should’ve done that I long time ago,” Blaine commented.

“Stop talking. Just kiss me already,” I growled. Blaine quickly turned his head to meet my lips eagerly, both of us moaning when our lips met.

“Kur—Kurt,” Blaine stammered after a few heated moments. “I would love to continue this, would really love to, but I had hoped on actually talk to you. Plus, if we don’t stop, I’m going to have a slight problem that could ruin these pants,” he added as his cheeks redden.

With a sad sigh, I kissed his neck gently, and then rested my head on his shoulder. “But I don’t want to Blaine,” I mumbled reluctantly.

“Why?” Blaine questioned sensing that something was wrong.

“Because I don’t,” I exclaimed.

“Kurt,” Blaine started, bring my head up so he could look me in the eyes. “You and I both know that’s not an answer. Why don’t you want to talk?”

“Because the second we do, the water works are going to start. I won’t be able to stop them,” I snapped. My boyfriend’s eyes widen before he wrapped his arms around me. I rested my hands on his chest, leaning in to him. I could already feel my eyes watering.

“I know babe. I know,” Blaine whispered as he rubbed circles on my back.

“I don’t want to go. I can’t move away from you. It’s too hard,” I mumbled. The tears started to flow.

“I don’t want you to go either, Kurt. This goodbye is really going to suck,” Blaine said as he pulled back so we could look each other in the eyes. I playfully slapped his arm. “Hey! What was that for?” the curly haired boy asked.

“Because of what you said.” Blaine’s triangle eyebrows bunched together while he thought over what he said. I watched his beautiful face for a few more moments, and seeing that he was drawing a blank, I helped him out. “You sad this goodbye was going to suck. I once told I would never say goodbye to you. I thought you felt the say way. Do you not?”

“Oh no. I, oh God Kurt, I’m sorry. I sometimes don’t think before I talk sometimes. Of course I’ll never say goodbye to you. Sorry to imply that I would.”

“Good,” I replied with a smirk. “Because you’re never going to get rid of me.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Okay. We should get back before Santana and Puck start to guess what we are doing right now. I don’t need my dad to have another heart attack,” I said taking Blaine’s hand.
“They do always think of the worst things, don’t they?”

“You have no idea.”

As my boyfriend and I walk around the corner of my house, we pushed back and forth on each other’s shoulders. We made to the front and saw everyone laughing. That put a smile on my face. Everyone noticed us, and gave Blaine and me a smile, which we returned. It seemed like we all realized at the same time that is was that inevitable time. With shared looks, a few more hugs, and promise to text, email, or call as often as possible, last goodbye were said. My New Direction family got into their cars. I waved as they all pulled away, tears going down all of our faces.

As Rachel and Mercedes pulled away, my dad came up beside me. “You ready to go Kiddo?”

“Ready as all ever be,” I replied with a sigh.

“What about you Finn?” Carol asked her son. His only reply was a shrug.

Well, we have to get going. It’s a long ride.” And with that Burt and Carol walked over to her car.

Finn looked at me and Blaine. He then looked down at our clasped hands and smiled. “Good to know that you to are staying together. I don’t want to see you break up.”

Before my boyfriend and I could get over the shook of what Finn had just said, my step-brother hugged my curly haired boy and then patted me on the arm. Finn then walked over to the truck.

“Well, that was interesting,” Blaine mused.

We turned and smiled at each other. Unfortunately, they were both sad smiles.

“I’ll call and text you as often as possible,” we both said in unison, causing us to laugh.

With a sweet but lingering kiss on the lips, Blaine departed and walked over to his car. “I love you Kurt,” he called out, which sent my heart fluttering and made my cheeks red.

“I love you, too Blaine. Always,” I called back with a smile. He waved and got into his car. Turning it on, he pulled it out, turned it around, and with one last wave accompanied with a smile, went down the road. I stood leaning against my car, watching until his car was out of sight. I realized my cheeks were wet, but for once accepted it. Getting in to my car, I thought ‘This is going to be a long ride.’

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Kurt woke up with his navy blue silk pajamas sticking to him. It took him a moment to realize that he was in his new house. He looked at his alarm clock which showed that it was 4:45 A.M. An hour and fifteen minutes before he was supposed to wake up and get ready for his first day at of school at Cameron High. There was no possible way Kurt was going to be falling asleep, so he through his comforter off of him. Just as he was about to get out of bed, everything the brunette had just been dreaming about came back to him. Falling back from where he was up on his elbows, he smiled slightly as he thought. Rachel and him laughing. ‘Cedes bone crushing hug. Puck not being all tough bad boy, even if it was just for a few moments. Then Kurt mind went to the most important person in his dreams. Blaine. Kurt felt the ghost of Blaine’s lips against his. That hurt and made him angry all at the same time. Angry because the dark haired boy wasn’t here anymore. He was miles away. They hadn’t seen each other since there break up. Those were the reason why Kurt was hurting to. The love of his life… was no longer part of his life.

With a sigh, the countertenor got up and went over to his vanity to start his moisturizing routine. The only problem was before he could even get the cap off his first bottle, Kurt was overcome with sobs. He sat there silently as the tears went down his face as if his eyes were waterfalls.

After a few moments, Kurt realized he was fed up with crying, having his own little pity party like he had been doing for the past two months, tired of being depressed all the time, because none of it was helping. None of it was making Blaine contact him. It hadn’t caused his ex (Kurt’s heart still broke at those two letters) to reply to anything when the brunette tried to get a hold of him. So Kurt wasn’t going to cry about the Warbler anymore. Plain and simple.

Grabbing a tissue, Kurt wiped away the last of his tears. Staring on his moisturizing routine, the countertenor thought about various things. He thought about what this new school might be like. Would he have any friends? Were there any out gay kids? What would this glee club be like? Would he like theater? One of the biggest things running through his mind: would he get bullied? And if so, how badly?

Kurt finished his routine and went to his closet to get dressed. He pick out a pair of washed out skinny jeans, a blue top and a teal scarf that bout matched his eyes perfectly. He picked up his favorite riding boots and began lacing them up when Burt walked in.

“Good morning Kiddo,” his father said brightly.

“Morning Dad,” Kurt replied in the same tone.

“You ready for your first day of school?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be. Is Finn ready?” Kurt looked in the mirror at his hear, smiling when it looked perfect (because really when doesn’t it?), and turned to see his father nod so he continued. “Good, I don’t want to be late because of him. Again.”

“Dude! It was one time! I told you I was sorry!” Finn exclaimed as he stopped outside of his step-brother’s room. Kurt just shot him his best “bitch-please” glare. Finn mumbled something that sound a lot like “Okay okay. Maybe it was more like one hundred.” The only reason Finn had to ride with Kurt was because his car broke down and they were still in the fixing it.

The three boys laughed as they walked to the kitchen. Carole smiled as she set down the last plate of breakfast for her three boys. They all thanked her and began eating. When they finished, Finn got up and took all the plates to the sink, where Kurt rinsed them off.

Finn looked at the clock and said “Oh, crap! We have to get going. Bye mom, later Burt.” The tall boy ran to go get his bag while Kurt said his good byes, grabbed his bag and left to start his. Finn got in smiled, and of the two went to their first day at Cameron High School.