Kurt wanted to go in as soon as he heard something smash from inside of the apartment but he didn't know if it was safe.

There was no point in getting himself hurt at this point.

He couldn't really hear when was being said, he only heard certain words. Hurtful words, like 'useless' and 'selfish'.

Suddenly he heard the front door opening and he moved climbing into the neighbour's garden hiding from whoever was coming out.

All he knew that the person had been drinking, he could smell it from behind the wall. That's how he knew that it wasn't Blaine.

This meant that he was still inside the house, he waited a minute making sure that the person had gone before coming out walking around the wall and into Blaine's garden moving slowly towards the door.

He listened intently trying to hear if there were was anyone moving around, but there was nothing but silence.

He reached the door, should he knock?

He shook his head and reached for the door knob and started to open the door.

"Blaine?" he called out pushing the door a little further.

"Kurt?" He heard a small sob. He pushed the door full open and rushed inside seeing Blaine kneeling on the floor holding his jaw and tears running down his face.

...

Blaine was relieved for a second, but that slowly turned into anger.

"What are you doing here?" He yelled pushing himself to his feet hand still softly pressed against his jaw where Nathan had hit him.

"I came to see if you were ok and you're not, who the hell was that?" Kurt said moving closer to him but he unintentionally flinched away moving backwards.

"None of your business Kurt, how did you even find where I lived?" He yelled blinking back more tears that threatened to pour over.

He watched as Kurt looked to the floor, almost like he was ashamed.

"I followed you home," Kurt whispered and something inside Blaine snapped.

"You what?!" He yelled raising his voice.

"I'm sorry Blaine; I was just worried about you and I didn't know what to do," Kurt said and Blaine narrowed his eyes.

"You were supposed to do nothing, everyone else did," Blaine said looking to the floor.

"Why won't you let me help you?" Kurt said looking hurt.

"Because I don't need help Kurt," Blaine lied. "Will you please leave now?" He continued gesturing towards the door.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not leaving, you may not be able to admit that you need help but I know you do," Kurt said crossing his arms. God he was stubborn.

He let tears run down his face freely, panic rising in his chest. What if he was still here when Nathan got back?

"Kurt please, you don't understand you have to leave," Blaine said sobbing his heart ached.

"I'm sorry," Kurt said not moving from the spot he was standing.

"Kurt he'll kill me if you don't leave, you'll make it worse," he said and Kurt shuffled uncomfortably at this. "Come with me then, you can stay at my place," Kurt offered and he felt his heart rush with excitement at the thought of leaving.

"I don't know," he said massaging him bruised jaw.

"Please, I can't leave you here and I don't want to make it worse for you," Kurt said tears running down his face.

Blaine choked a laugh. "Kurt, you already have," he said.

"I'm sorry?" Kurt said his face dropping.

"You're the first person to even show that you cared about me, now you're giving me hope that I can finally get out of here but we all know that in the end you'll stop caring and I'll have to come and beg Nathan to take me back and things will go back to the way they were, if not worse," Blaine said spilling all of the thoughts that were on his mind tears dripping from his chin.

"Blaine, is that what you think of me?" Kurt said like what he had just said was the worst thing that he could say to him.

"I don't know what to think," he replied. And he didn't he didn't know the real Kurt Hummel, only the one he sees around the hallway at school muttering to his friends. 'Kurt, with the kind eyes and the respect for everyone. Kurt, would had helped him up when he accidently pushed him down and cared enough to asked if he was ok,' he thought looking into Kurt's eyes.

"Ok, I'll go with you," Blaine said and he almost felt a weight life off of his shoulders.

"You will?" Kurt said relief in his voice.

"Yeah," he whispered. "Just let me get my stuff," he said and walked towards his bedroom. He grabbed a bag from the side of the bed and walked up to the chest of draws and started to pull out his clothes and shoving them into the bag.

He couldn't help imagine Nathans face when he realised that Blaine had gone, he was going to go ballistic. It sent a shiver down his spine.

Once he had all of his clothes he walked into the bathroom grabbing his toothbrush and hair gel shoving it in with his clothes. He didn't really have anything else.

He shuffled back into the living room, hoping that he was doing the right thing.

"I'm ready," he said and Kurt shared a small smile.

"Ok let's go," he said and led the way they walked out into the street, he slammed the door behind him hesitating, before following Kurt to his car.

"Do you want to take your car or leave it here," Kurt asked and he looked back at his car.

"I'm going to leave it here, I don't want him looking up and tracking the licence plate," he said and Kurt nodded before unlocking his car allowing for both boys to climb in. Blaine sat in the passenger side seat which felt weird for a second as he was used to driving.

He looked back towards the house once more, his eyes widening when he saw Nathan walking back towards the house.

"Kurt he's coming back, go, but don't make it obvious," he said panic in his voice.

Kurt nodded and pulled out slowly while he shrugged down in his seat so he wasn't he was seen if Nathan came outside again.

He only sat straight again when they got onto the main road and he gave a sigh of relief.

He had just left Nathan.