There win after Regionals only seemed to make things busier for the couple. Blaine had AP tests, Glee club, and clubs he was involved in. Kurt had Glee club, cheerleading, and most of all his Dad's wedding.

Blaine knew that Kurt was trying to prove something to his Dad by showing him how much he cares with helping with the wedding, but it seemed that he was only worried about the wedding lately.

Walking up to his locker, Blaine waited for a moment until Kurt arrived, "Hey honey, I know you wanted to hang out today but I have to go for a tuxedo measuring again. They got my measurements wrong for some reason. I mean look at me." He kissed Blaine on the cheek, "Bye, I'll call you later."

Kurt walked off down the hall before Blaine could say a word. He wasn't all that upset with Kurt, but he thought he could have gave him more of a head's up. Instead that night, Blaine studied for one of his AP tests which were coming up sooner than he though.

Blaine had set up a few study sessions with his classmates since he knew Kurt was so busy. He didn't think anything of it as he planned a study sessions for Saturday morning.

During lunch, Blaine was talking to Rachel about potential songs for Nationals when the cheerleaders of the group sat down and were arguing about routines.

"No if we add another flip, I will flip," Kurt said to his friends. He sat down beside Blaine and kissed him on the cheek, this seemed to be a reoccurring thing lately.

Blaine couldn't remember the last time Kurt and him had free time to themselves. He thought about it for a moment and figured it was before Regionals. Kurt had promised a night to themselves at Regionals, but time got away from them.

"Blaine please tell these girls that judges are not looking for just girls juggling their junk," Kurt took a drink of his water, "Blaine!"

"Huh, what?" Blaine was shaken from his thoughts. "Sorry what was that?"

"What is with you?" Kurt asked him, "By the way, Saturday morning I expect to be picked up at nine and no later."

Blaine's eyebrows scrunched together, "What?"

"Remember," Kurt said to him, "We made plans."

"No, we didn't," Blaine shook his head, "I would have written it down."

"Fine, I just realized that was the only free time I had, so I think we should go out to breakfast or something," Kurt shrugged.

Blaine sighed, "I can't Kurt."

"What do you mean you can't?" Kurt asked him.

"I have plans," Blaine said to him, "You know I have these AP tests coming up and I need to study as much as I can before Nationals."

"But it's me," Kurt said.

Blaine rolled his eyes, "What about Saturday afternoon?"

"Sorry can't," Kurt shrugged, "We have our own rehearsals." He pointed to himself and girls.

"That night?" Blaine asked him trying not to sound aggravated.

"Cheerios sleepover," Santana said to him, "It's mandatory."

"What about on Sunday?" Kurt asked him.

Blaine started pack up his things and stood up, "Can't. I have to go study now, I'll see you later." He then walked out of the cafeteria.

Kurt made a face and stabbed the lettuce on his plate, "Shit."

"You do know why he can't on Sunday right?" Rachel asked him.

Kurt opened his mouth and then closed it, "No, why?"

Tina stared at him, "You have been dating him for almost ten months and you don't know?"

"I'm sorry no," Kurt said to them.

"Every Sunday when his parents are home, they go and visit his Grandpa in the hospital," Finn said to him, "I thought you knew."

"Well I knew that," Kurt waved a hand, "Wait, his grandpa at the hospital?"

"Yes, his grandpa at the hospital," Rachel crossed her arms over her chest, "You can not say that you didn't know."

"I did," Kurt groaned, "I just forgot is all. I have a lot on my plate right now."

"So does he," Rachel said, "Maybe you two should work on that."

Kurt glared at her, "I am over this. I have to call the florist about the flowers anyways. Finn make sure to tell Carole that I need her for her fitting next Wednesday if I don't see her before you." He stood up and walked out of the cafeteria.

"This is not going to end well," Santana said as she leaned on her hand.

Everyone looked at her with a questioning look. "What do you mean?" Artie asked.

"I've known the Hobbit since we shorties and if I know Lady Hummel like I do, it isn't going to end well," Santana shrugged.

Rachel could only nod her head, "I'm with her."

Almost the entire table dropped what they were holding. "Berry and Lopez agree on something?" Puck pretended to take his pulse, "Yep we are all still here." Quinn threw an empty water bottle at him.

Blaine knew he should talk to Kurt about what happened in the cafeteria so he texted him about getting together Sunday night to talk. Kurt sent him a text back saying how that sounded like a good idea.

When Blaine arrived at the Hummel-Hudson household on Sunday, they went straight to Kurt's room and when Blaine opened his mouth to talk Kurt just pulled him down on the bed.

It wasn't that Kurt was avoiding talking, but he just really missed Blaine. And they always make up in the best possible way.

Blaine went home that night and thought about what had happened. He went to sleep wondering what was going on.

Kurt was busy with planning the wedding for the next two weeks. He was going insane with the smallest details.

Blaine tried to be involved as much as Kurt would let him, but most of the nights he ended up just going over flash cards he had for his AP tests. Other nights, he would just go over to Rachel's house if she wasn't busy with Finn.

Kurt had cheerleading practice almost every day after Glee, so when Blaine suggested they sit down to talk, he would turn him down saying they were fine. It was frustrating for Blaine because Kurt promised they would talk to each other more, but he felt Kurt pulling away.

When the wedding finally arrived, Blaine thought he couldn't be more happy, but as it seemed Kurt was still frazzled. He ran around the small chapel making sure everything was set.

Carole had some of her own relatives in the wedding that were surprised by Kurt's antics. She just told them he was passionate about what he did. They all seemed to just nod.

Blaine sat with the other New Directions that were invited. He fixed his tie and when he saw Kurt walking up to him he knew that face, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you wearing that tie?" Kurt pointed to Blaine's tie.

Blaine looked down and saw the dark blue tie, "What's wrong with it?"

"I said no colors, shades Blaine," Kurt groaned, "I just hope it doesn't clash with my outfit when we dance out there. I have to head back, try and switch with someone before won't you. Love you." He pressed a kiss to Blaine's cheek and walked off.

Tugging on his tie, Blaine grumbled in his seat.

"What was that?" Rachel asked Blaine.

"Nothing," Blaine sighed, "Can we talk?"

Rachel looked around and nodded her head, "Sure right after the wedding though."

"Right," Blaine gave a nod.

Soon enough the wedding got started. Burt walked down the aisle followed by the wedding party, some of Carole's relatives with Finn and Kurt. The wedding march started and everyone stood up.

Carole walked out wearing her wedding dress looking beautiful. Everyone was taking pictures and making sweet faces at her.

The minster started talking and he asked everyone to sit. He went into his readings and then Burt and Carole were asked to give their vows.

Blaine was touched when Burt mentioned him in his vow, but it didn't feel like it should.

Finally, the minster spoke, "You may now kiss your bride."

The wedding party cleared out and the guests were now allowed to go to the reception. Blaine and Rachel decided to drive together since both of their boyfriends were in the wedding party.

Blaine drove to reception and parked the car. "So what was it that you wanted to talk about?" Rachel asked him.

"I don't know how to say this," Blaine said still not taking his hands off the steering wheel, "Have you and Finn ever not had time to be together?"

"Well not really," Rachel said, "I mean I have a schedule and we plan things in advance. Why is something going on with you and Kurt?"

"Nothing has been going on," Blaine said, "I mean whenever we are alone, I try to talk to him about it, but he just starts kissing me and I get lost in it all."

Rachel shrugged, "Maybe it's nothing."

"It's something," Blaine said putting his head in his hands, "He gets mad at me if I ever talk about being busy and when he gets frustrated when I don't drop everything at a moment's notice. Sometimes I think it would be easier if we were just on a break right now. We are both so busy and if he can't put himself in the relationship like he should, then maybe it's not the right time."

"Wait a minute," Rachel said waving a hand, "Let me make sure I got everything you said."

"Fine," Blaine said letting his head rest on the seat.

"You haven't been out together in over a month," Rachel said and received a nod from Blaine, "Whenever you want to talk, he avoids it by using his assets?"

"Yes," Blaine groaned.

Rachel thought for a moment, "And by the sound of it, he has been busy with everything as have you."

"Yes," Blaine said then leaned his head forward to hit the steering wheel, "I don't know what to do."

Rachel reached over and rubbed his back, "I think you do, it's just something you don't want to do."

"I love him Rachel," Blaine said with a tear falling down his cheek.

"I know you do," Rachel said moving so she could hug, "It's not forever and who knows what will happen within the next few months."

Blaine snuggled closer in Rachel's embrace, "You are an amazing friend."

"I'm Rachel Berry," she grinned pulling away. "Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah," Blaine nodded, "You go in. I'll be there in a minute."

"No way Anderson," Rachel said, "You are my date to this thing, I expect a grand entrance."

Blaine smiled as Rachel got out of the car and walked over to open his door, "Fine, but only because I like the idea of a grand entrance."

Rachel wrapped her arm around Blaine's, "By the way, I like that tie."

"Thank you," Blaine reached up and touched his tie, "It was my Grandpa's."

"Very handsome," Rachel adjusted it slightly and they walked in making their entrance. They took their seats where Kurt had assigned them to sit, it was mostly a table filled with New Directions kids.

The wedding party entered as soon as Blaine and Rachel took their seats. They walked in and were sitting down. The food was brought out and they ate their dinner. Blaine was sitting with knee jumping up and down the entire time.

Burt and Carole had their first dance and Blaine knew instantly that the dance lessons Kurt gave Burt were worth it.

The wedding party danced and then they were all mingling. Blaine stayed in his seat while his other friends danced. Kurt had yet to see him due to talking with family members and dancing with them.

Blaine was on his fourth soda, when Kurt finally sat down next to him taking his drink and downing half of it. "Thank you I needed that. Hi."

"Are you ashamed of me?" Blaine asked him.

Kurt gave him a look, "What are you talking about?"

"It's just you are talking to all of your friends and family, and it's weird you don't mention me or ask me to join you," Blaine said to him.

"The world doesn't revolve around you Blaine," Kurt snapped, "And I see you didn't change your tie."

Blaine sighed, "I'm done Kurt."

"What?" Kurt asked him.

"I can't do this," Blaine said looking down, "It's just too much for the both of us right now."

Kurt stared at him, "What are you doing?"

Breathing in and out, Blaine looked over at Kurt, "Look, we have so much on our plate right now. I have my things and you have yours. We have colleges to pick and maybe we should take a break."

"A break?" Kurt asked him, "You can not be serious. Let's go back to my house tonight and�""

"Talk about it?" Blaine interrupted him. "Kurt we haven't talked about anything in weeks. You won't talk about anything and it will just lead to sex."

"We don't have sex," Kurt grumbled.

Blaine shook his head, "Please just listen to me Kurt."

Picking up his head, Kurt stared at Blaine, "Fine."

"I love you, I love you so much I think I'm insane," Blaine pleaded, "But I think right now I need to do this for me. We have been with together the entire senior year and I think if the both of us don't stop and take a look around every once and while we'll miss it."

Kurt wanted to cry. He just wanted to start crying, "So you're just breaking up with me?"

"Kurt I told you I still love you," Blaine tried to reach over and take Kurt's hand but he pulled it away. "I guess I wouldn't object if you tried to see other people, I mean isn't that the fun part of being our age. But I need you to know this is for me and you, it's for us."

"Whatever," Kurt said to him. "This doesn't make any sense," he slammed his fist on the table, "Just the other day you were talking about moving to New York together."

"Please Kurt, just think about this, us, you, everything," Blaine pleaded. "If you think this is tearing you up inside, just imagine how I feel. This has been festering for days and I just don't want it to happen."

"Then why?" Kurt said to him, "Why? And you are still wearing that damn tie!"

Blaine stood up and looked down at Kurt, "Think about it." He pressed a kiss on his forehead, "I'll see you later." He tried to walk away as quickly as he could. He didn't want to cry in front of everyone.

"Hey kid, you alright?"

Blaine looked up and saw Burt standing in the hallway, "Um, I need to go."

"What happened?" Burt asked him.

"I can't, not right now," Blaine shook his head, "Please, I just want to go home."

Burt looked at his movements and gave a nod, "I know my kid is a bit hard headed, but give him time. I still hope to see you at some Friday night dinners in the future."

"Sure," Blaine gave a small nod. He was about to walk away, but he turned around to give Burt a hug. "Thank you for everything Mr. Hummel," he quickly let him go and walked out of the building.

Burt knew he should see his son now. He walked into the reception and saw him sitting at the table. Walking to the table, Burt took Blaine's once occupied seat, "So Blaine took off."

"I don't care," Kurt said.

"You two get into another fight?" Burt asked confused.

"No, yes, maybe," Kurt let his head fall into his hands, "I don't know what the hell happened. He is just sitting there talking about how he thinks we need to take time for ourselves and he said we are taking a break." He looked at his dad, "A break!"

"I see," Burt nodded, "He told you why right?"

"I just said why," Kurt shook his head, "He just needs time to cool down, maybe the wedding was a bit much right?"

Burt stared at his son, "I haven't seen the kid around much and when he is you two mysteriously disappear to your room."

Kurt scowled, "Whose side are you on?"

"I'm not on a side," Burt said, "You said that he suggested maybe you take time for yourself, maybe it's not a bad idea. And you know by the look on his face, this isn't easy on him."

A tear falling down his cheek, Kurt quickly wiped it away, "I don't feel like celebrating anymore."

"You can go home if you want," Burt said patting Kurt on the shoulder.

Kurt nodded his head. He found his messenger bag and got his keys out. He went to his Navigator and drove home. When he got inside he stripped off his outfit and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie he had stolen from Blaine weeks ago. It still smelled like him. Lying down in his bed, he finally let his tears fall, big wet tears that were staining his pillow case.

Miles away in the Anderson household, Blaine was crying into his own pillow clutching the scarf Kurt had left there one week. He held it tight realizing what he had just done.