As he walked, his footsteps were making the slightest sounds on the fallen twigs that were beneath him, snapping and crackling with every step. He travelled carefully, it was slowly turning dark so his sences were high, of course he had memorised this path, he could have drawn it out on a piece of paper, but he couldn't see anything that was beyond him, so he walked slowly.

The wind that he had witnessed before got even more chilling, he thanked himself for grabbing his scarf and gloves before he came out of the club and pushed his scarf further up his neck, while burying his gloved hands deeper in his pockets, he could see the vapour coming out of his mouth with every breath he took. The treese around him rocked and creaked with the wind, the branches clawing like hands into the empty air.

The winding path that he was following grew smaller and was fading away with age, this was the only way he knew how to find his way around the forest when he was a kid, without that he would be lost, but his thoughts were to busy to process where he was going, and soon he was walking by instinct.

He kept walking and walking, his head bowed down in deep thought, he had to dodge a couple of trees before he walked into them, but apart from that he was fine. He finally snapped out of his thoughts and looked up, he couldn't see much, but he could see the tall treese towering over him in large groups, the moon shining through the gaps in the leaves, he smiled to himself, remembering the memories he had here.

As he carried on walking, he caught a flash of light in the corner of his eye, he twisted his neck around to see more closely and to catch another glimps, but it never came. He shrugged it off and carried on walking, kicking abandoned stones that were lying on the gravel. He sighed deeply, watching as the vapour from his mouth travelled up into the sky.

He jumped as he heard the ringtone of his phone deep in his pocket, telling him that someone was calling him, he reached into it and pulled out it out, swiped his finger across the screen and held it up to his ear.

"Hello?" Blaine asked in confusion, he didn't even look at who was calling.

"Blaine, where are you?"

"Wes?" Why was Wes ringing him?

"No, its Katy Perry" A short silence "Of course its Wes you dumbfuck! Where are you? Why arn't you at home?"

"Wes, chill! I'm just taking a walk through the forest, clearing my head a little" Blaine said, his brows furrowed in confusion, how did the know he wasn't at home?

"Ah, right. I was hoping you would do that soon. Anyway-"

Then he saw the light again, but this time it was brighter. He spun around and kept his eyes locked on the spot, not even listening to what Wes was talking about. He started to walk towards it slowly. He dodged twigs and bushes, wincing as he cut himself on a sharp branch.

"Fuck" He hissed, sucking his finger into his mouth to try and stop the bleeding.

"Blaine?, are you alright? Whats wrong?" Wes sounded worried.

"Uhh, nothing, i have to go. I'll ring you back"

"Blaine, don't you dare hang up on-" He didn't even process what Wes was saying, he hung up and shoved his phone back into his pocket, not taking his eyes off the glowing light that was just a few feet away. He started to walk slowly towards it again, being carful not to cut his finger this time.

As he drew closer the light became brighter, and once again that night he had to shield his eyes. He knelt down behind a bush, just a few feet away from it. What could this be? A meteorite? His curiosity got the better of him and he started to move forward just a little bit, scrunching up his eyes to see what this thing was.

Panic was starting to kick in, what was he doing? This could be dangerous and he was walking right towards it! No wonder passersby were not stopping and coming to check what this thing was, it was nearly lighting up the whole forest. The glow started to dye down a bit, but it was still bright enough to sheild his eyes over. As he came closer and closer to the source, he began to sweat, his hair was sticking to his forehead with heat, and that was when he noticed that the heat was coming from the light.

He pulled his gloves off and slid them into his pocket, wiping his swetty, clammy hands on his trousers, eyes still wide with shock and curiosity. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing anything and took a deep breath, maybe someone spiked his drink at the bar and he was imagining all of this, but then he rememberd that he didn't drink alcohol that night.

He stood there, entranced. He tried to move, but he couldn't, his feet wouldn't let him. Soon the glowing started to dye down quicker and what he saw, was something that he had never even imagined he would see.

It was a boy.

His breath hitched in his throat as his eyes travelled over him, he was lying on the ground, in a fetal position. His hair was dark chestnut and lightly styled, his skin was pure porcelaine and his eyes were closed with his lips slightly open. He was wearing a clear white t-shirt and matching white skinny jeans that were...sparkling?

Blaines breath went ragged as he started to slowly shuffle closer to the boy, where did he come from? Was he even human? As he drew closer, he noticed that the more closer he got, the more warmth he was feeling, it only took him a short while to notice that the heat was radiating from him. He stopped in his tracks, eyes still wide with shock and his mouth hanging open a little.

Blaine froze as he saw that the the boy was slowly gaining consiousness, he held his breath and took a step back, but instantly regretting it as a twig snapped under his foot and the boy jolted up. He stood still, trying not to draw anymore attention to himself, he didn't want to scare him.

The boy's eyes were wide with fear and confusion, he pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself. Then to Blaines suprise, he rested his head in his knees and started to cry. Blaine was confused, as much as he wanted to go up to him and ask him why he was crying, where he came from and all the other confusing questions that were swarming his head, he stayed still.

It was like the boy knew he was there, he lifted his head up slowly and locked gazes with Blaine, his eyes were pleading, but what for? Blaine hesitently walked forward, egnoring the raging waves of heat that pushed into him with every step, untill he was standing infront of him. He let out a ragged breath and stared at him, searching for any danger that he could hold, but all he could see in his eyes was fear.

Blaine smiled warmly down at the boy, hoping it would come across as a caring gesture. He didn't smile back though, he was fixed onto Blaines eyes. He slowly knelt down so he was face to face with the boy.

"I'm Blaine" He whispered, he knew it was the most stupid thing to say after he just witnessed what he did, but it was the first thing that came into his head, and his mouth just over took him.

"Kurt" The boy said, and Blaine shiverd lightly at the sound of his voice, it was beautiful.