Kurt's heart fell. What had he just heard? What did Blaine fuck up? What did he mean he was going to lose Kurt? He was swimming in his thoughts. He didn't understand? Did Blaine actually have feelings for him? Why hadn't he said anything? Why did he make those comments about being just friends? Kurt was very confused. Why, if Blaine really did have feelings for him, didn't he say anything? Why didn't he want to be with Kurt? What was wrong with Kurt? He was then knocked out of his thoughts when he heard David mention NYU. He listened carefully, gathering that Blaine had gotten in. His breath caught in his throat. For as long as he had known Blaine, he knew he wanted to go to NYU, to live in Manhattan. The idea of Blaine actually leaving hadn't hit Kurt like it did just now. It felt like he had been punched in the stomach. With a heavy sigh, he turned and walked down the hallway, to his room. He was so confused. He felt angry, hurt, and just sad. He just wanted to go home. He was not just upset because they had spent so much time dancing around each other. He was also upset because Blaine was keeping so many things from him. He sort of felt sick to his stomach. When he got to his room, he collapsed on his bed, looking up at the ceiling.

Blaine is leaving.

That was really the only thought he could focus on right now. Soon, in like two weeks, Blaine would be graduating and moving like nine hours away. They would never see each other. Sure, they could text, call, Facebook, but really. How long would it be before they were just a memory? And, what-what if Blaine actually did think of them as more than friends. Is it too late? Did they miss their chance? Kurt rolled onto his side, facing Blaine's bed, wiping his tears. He let out a quivering sigh. Well, this is just great. Not long after, Kurt silently cried himself to sleep, running all kinds of scenarios in his mind. Should he confront Blaine? Should he just hint around? Should he just say nothing and let things continue and maybe when he leaves, it won't be as painful? He was afraid that if he were to say something to Blaine, it would make him feel bad, and he didn't want to make Blaine feel bad for pursuing his dreams. He definitely didn't want to be the one to hold him back. He was so confused. His mind raced, and continued to race through his slumber.

…

Blaine couldn't focus on the movie, at all. Because not only was it awful and he was tired, but his mind was too preoccupied with NYU and Kurt. What was he going to do? He was fighting with himself. He knew he should tell Kurt. But he was going to be so mad that Blaine kept it from him, but if he didn't tell him, he was going to be upset that Blaine never told him. It was too late for anything easy. It was going to be a disaster either way. He was kicking himself, why didn't he tell Kurt when he got the acceptance letter? Blaine sighed and slowly drifted to sleep on the pile of blankets that he had laid out in front of Wes and David's TV.

…

Over the several days Blaine and Kurt's interactions were not much better than before. If anything, it was worse. Because they were both fretting over Blaine leaving, Blaine was freaking over how to tell Kurt, and Kurt was freaking out about Blaine not telling him. So they both kind of kept their distance. This wasn't helping. The only person that Blaine wanted to talk to about it with was Kurt, and the only person Kurt wanted to talk to was Blaine. But they couldn't. So they settled for their other friends. And that wasn't as satisfying. Finally, it was the night before Blaine's graduation and Blaine still hadn't said anything to Kurt about it. It's not like they had been around each other much for him to, though. It's bizarre to think how two people that live together can manage to not see each other. The Warblers were having one last jam session in honor of the ones who were graduating. So, Kurt knew he'd be seeing Blaine tonight whether they wanted to or not, and they were going to discuss this. Kurt had also worked on a song to sing, whether or not it was a good choice, he was going to do it.

Kurt was in their room, finishing getting ready. He was just putting on his tie when Blaine walked through the door. Instant tension was in the room. What kind of tension, I'm not sure of. It was like a mixture of sadness, anger, and sexual tension. Kurt and Blaine both stopped in their tracks, and just gazed at each other for a minute. Neither one knowing exactly how to handle this encounter, it's been a while since they were both in the room together without them being asleep, or just leaving.

"Hey," Blaine finally said.

"Hi," Kurt gave Blaine a small half smile before finishing his tie.

"So, you're coming tonight?" Blaine asked, sounding torn between relieved and nervous.

Kurt nodded. "Of course. This is your last night as a Warbler." He watched Blaine carefully, trying to read him.

"Wow," Blaine breathed, stopping for a moment as the trueness of that fact hit him. "I hadn't really thought of it like that." He got a little teary-eyed for a moment before shaking his head and going over to the mirror and checking his hair. "Dammit, I don't want to cry." He chuckled nervously.

"So, what do you guys have planned for tomorrow, you seniors?" Kurt changed the subject. NYU crossed his mind, but he figure that conversation should come later tonight, when they get back from the party.

"I, uh, I think we're having this big bonfire thing, out on David's parent's land."

"Oh, fun." Kurt sat down on his bed, crossing his legs.

Blaine nodded. "You, know." He swallowed. "You-you can come, if you want."

"Thanks," Kurt's heart was beating so hard. He needed to get away, calm himself before the party. He stood, smoothing out his pants. "I've got to take care of something, I'll see you at the party."

"Oh, okay. Bye, Kurt."

Kurt's heart skipped. "B-bye." He left the room in a bit of a rush, smacking his face with his hand as he walked down the hallway.

….

Blaine kicked his bed hard, before falling face first onto it. How could he have fucked up so badly? He knew he must have done something, he just wasn't sure what. Kurt was acting even more distant than before. They were supposed to be getting closer, not becoming strangers. This was the worst thing that could've possibly happened. He hated it. He hated it more than anything. This awkwardness between them was horrible. What sucks is he had no idea how it happened, or what to do to fix it. He didn't think this was anything a love song could fix.

…..

Later that night, The Warblers were just finishing one of the more emotional songs of the night.

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

From whatever

We will still be

Friends forever.

Kurt decided he was going to sing his song next, the song he chose was more on the emotional side as well. But there had been silly, fun, sad, and emotional songs all night, he didn't think his would stick out too much. He just hoped Blaine would listen to it.

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

From whatever

We will still be

Friends forever.

After a quiet moment of some sniffles and hugging, Kurt cleared his throat. Everyone turned to look at him.

"I kind of want to sing something tonight. Something I've been working on a bit." He swallowed, trying to get rid of the lump in his throat.

Blaine's eyes shot straight to him, curious. He raised his eyebrows.

"Sadly, It's not an upbeat song, so the mood's going to stay a bit sad for a moment. But, I think this is a song that can explain how I feel right now, I guess? I don't know, I'll just shut up and sing. I just hope you listen." His eyes drifted to Blaine.

Blaine looked down at his feet, and he took a seat on the couch next to Wes and Nick.

Kurt cleared his throat again, taking a deep breath.

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house

That don't bother me

I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out

I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while even though

What went on with you gone still upset me

There are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay

But that's not what gets me.

Blaine felt his heart sink as he and the other guys joined in, making beautiful background harmonies. Oh my god. He thought.

Kurt closed his eyes as they started to fill with tears. He promised himself he wouldn't cry until he was done.

What hurts the most

Was being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could've been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was trying to do

Kurt's voice cracked on that last line and he lost his composure, letting his tears fall.

"I'm sorry," He whispered, looking up, locking eyes with Blaine. "I can't." He covered his mouth and ran out of the room.

Blaine, Wes and David all three stood up at the same time, looking after Kurt with a worried face.

"Oh, man." Wes said, resisting the 'I told you so' he wanted to shout.

"Go." David nudged Blaine.

Blaine nodded and ran out after Kurt. As he ran after him, it all began to sink in. The thought of Kurt finding out about NYU didn't cross his mind. He was too focused on the fact that Kurt just basically told Blaine he loved him. That thought made Blaine stop. "What?" He barely said to himself. Did Kurt really love him? Why hadn't he said anything! "Dammit!" Blaine slammed his fist against the wall. What the hell was going on? He mushed his face against the wall next to his fist before wincing and pulling away, the bruise that still surrounded his eye was still touchy. What had they been doing? Just dancing around each other? Instead of the relief Blaine expected to feel, he felt frustrated. He groaned before stalking up the stairs, up to his room.

"Kurt?" He said as he walked in, seeing the room empty.

There was a moment before Kurt came walking out of their bathroom, his over-night bag in hand. "When were you planning on telling me about NYU?"

Blaine froze and his heart jumped into his throat. So the song was about that, too. His breath was caught in his throat, he didn't even expect that. "Wh-what?" Was all he could bring himself to say.

"Don't. Do not do that to me!"

"Kurt, you knew that's where I wanted to go." Blaine said calmly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away. I didn't think it would be that big of a deal." He lied. Well, no, he didn't because he didn't think it would with them being 'just friends'. But of course, yet again, it seems like Wes and David were right. On both accounts.

"If it's not a big deal, why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm really sorry." He didn't have a good explanation, he should have told the most important person in his life. I mean, he told David and Wes. Why hadn't he told Kurt? He just could never find the right time, or the right words.

Kurt took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "What did you fuck up? What was there to fuck up if we're just friends?" He took another step into the room. "AND, while we're on the subject, if we're just friends, why does this hurt so fucking much? Why is my heart being ripped into pieces because you're leaving me?" Kurt's voice was borderline hysterical as the tears flowed freely down his face.

"Yes, let's talk about that." Blaine said, his feelings from before resurfacing. "You tortured me for how long with that "just friends" talk, every ten minutes, and now you're telling me, a month before I'm moving all the way to NEW YORK, that it was all bullshit?" Blaine couldn't hide the frustration in his voice. He couldn't believe so much time had been wasted. Now he knew the truth, and it was too late. "Why didn't you say something sooner?" He acted as if he was going to stomp his foot like a fourteen year old girl.

"You never said anything either, Blaine. You gave me the 'just friends' speech a few times." Kurt shot back, sounding equally as irritated.

"Only because you were the one who said it first!" Blaine raised his voice. "Just when I'm starting to think I can get the courage to say something to you, I hear you tell Carole we're JUST FRIENDS. That's there's absolutely nothing there."

Kurt shook his head. "This is ridiculous! I can't believe you're blaming me for this!" He raised his voice to match Blaine's. "You are the one who was telling me you don't want things weird between us. How we're just friends. Not to mention how you've been avoiding me! I haven't seen you in weeks, Blaine. How was that helping anything at all?" He sighed before muttering,"I'm sorry I even sang that stupid song."

They both fell silent, both scowling down at the ground, arms crossed. Blaine was leaning against the door, and Kurt was leaning back against the dresser that held his things.

"I can't believe this." Blaine muttered under his breath, shaking his head.

They were silent again, trying to calm down a bit.

"So," Blaine barely said loud enough. "What happens now?"

Kurt was quiet for a good long moment, his mind racing. "Nothing," He breathed.

Blaine blinked at him. "Wh-what?"

"Nothing can happen now, Blaine. You're moving to New York. I'm staying here. It won't work."

"So, you're not even willing to try?" Blaine said a little coldly, as he shook his head, shrugging. He honestly couldn't believe it. Even though, he expected it. How often to long distance relationships last?

"Blaine," Kurt said, rubbing his face with his free hand, the other clutching his back.

"You know what," Blaine stood up straight, placing his hand on the door knob. "Fine. Forget it."

"Blaine. Don't."

"No, no. It's fine." His voice was so cold. "You know, maybe I was even wrong about us being friends."

"Blaine, stop it." Kurt matched Blaine's tone again.

"You know, maybe it's just best if I stay with Wes and David tonight."

"Don't bother, I'm going home."

"Oh, so you're not going to be there tomorrow?"

"Well, I suppose I better not show up. I'm sure you only want friends there."

"Fine." Blaine said before stalking out of the room, slamming the door.

"Fine!" Kurt said louder.

Blaine was fuming. Mostly angry at himself, for letting things get like this. He knew it was his fault. He's been acting like an idiot. Hot tears streamed down his face as he made his way to Wes and David's room, glad to find it was empty. Meanwhile, Kurt broke down in tears, also more angry at himself. This was all his fault. He finished packing his bag and left for home, crying the whole way, as Blaine cried himself to sleep on David's bed.