July 18-19, 2014

"Kurt!"

Rolling over in his bed, Kurt lifted his phone to see what time it was. The clock read that it was already past noon. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed.

His door slammed open, "I swear you are worse than Berry was when she broke up with Gigantor the third time," Santana said as she made her way into the room. "We are going out today and yes that means getting some ass come on."

"I dont want too," Kurt said as he pulled his blankets over his head to burrow deeper into his bed.

Santana groaned out loud as she walked over and pulled on his blanket, "I thought you were the one that broke up with him."

"Does it matter?" Kurt asked underneath the mountain of blankets.

Reaching over, Santana grabbed Kurts blanket and pulled it off of him, "You need to grow a pair Hummel. Lets go."

Kurt pouted, "My blanket."

"Get dressed," Santana said and then smelled the air, "Better yet why dont you shower first. You smell like a donkeys ass. Come on, up you go." She grabbed Kurts arms and pulled him up.

Kurt wobbled for a moment, "Why dont you leave me alone to wallow by myself?"

"What kind of friend would I be?" Santana said putting a hand on her hip, "Now get going. My girl is not going to wait all day."

"Santana I am really not up to it," Kurt said.

Santana rolled her eyes, "It has been over three weeks and you are still trying to throw this pity party for yourself. Get in that shower Lady Hummel or I will do it."

Kurt looked in to his friends eyes and he knew she wasnt kidding. He grabbed his robe and walked into the bathroom slamming it shut behind him. It honestly didnt hit him like this until a week ago.

Stereo Outcast had taken off within the past year. They were booking more gigs and getting more popular. Another local New York band said they were going on tour and offered a spot to Stereo Outcast. They accepted, but Kurt knew he couldnt go on a two month long tour. He had work and school. Rachel left with them, hence the empty apartment.

Kurt had told Blaine how scared he was when he told him it was going to be a two month long tour or even longer depending on if some of the Canadian dates were approved. They had a fight about it, and then made up. Still many things were left unsaid and Kurt couldnt take it anymore. They had another fight, a big fight, the night before Stereo Outcast was due to leave. It was in Blaines room and everyone heard. Kurt stormed out after saying he never wanted to see Blaines face again and that they were over. And he hasnt seen or talked to him since.

Rachel has texted him mostly talking about some of the sights they have seen. He hasnt gotten a single text or call for Blaine. It scared him at first even more, but they were broken up now and he figured Blaine was trying to move on. It was hard to be in New York without him.

After Kurt had rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He wrapped the towel around his waist and jumped when he saw Santana sitting on the toilet. "What the hell Santana?"

"Nice ass," Santana smirked, "Now come on, I chose an outfit just perfect for tonight." She grabbed Kurts arm and pulled him back into his room. "On the bed, get dressed now."

Kurt looked at what Santana had chosen. It was actually a nice outfit combination, but something about this all made his stomach feel funny. "I dont know if this is such a good idea."

"Please, we all know you are the flirtiest when you are drunk and I for one, am taking advantage of that," Santana smiled, "Now get dressed. We are going to get wasted without paying for a single drink."

"Fine, but I am not going to get wasted," Kurt said to her, "I can tell you already I went through that phase."

"I know, I was here," Santana said to him, "I will be in the living room." She left leaving Kurt alone.

Kurt took a deep breath, he could do this. It wasnt like he was going to fall in love with any of the guys who are out there tonight. He was just going to have a good time and stop thinking about Blaine. It would be good for him, this is healthy.

When Kurt walked out into the living room, Santana wolf whistled at him, "Nice gluts Hummel."

Rolling his eyes, Kurt walked over and slid his wallet into his pocket, "If Im not having fun I am leaving. You will probably be to busy sucking faces with your girlfriend anyways."

"You are going to have fun tonight," Santana said as she stood up. "Lets head out and make this a night you will remember."

When they made it to the club, Santana introduced Kurt to her girlfriend and her friends. They were starting with a round a drinks and Kurt was hesitant at first, but accepted his drink. He accepted another one, and then a round of shots, plus finishing Santanas drink on a dare. The next two rounds of shots probably werent his greatest idea either, but they tasted like fire and he loved the burn. After more fruity drinks and a few rounds of body shots, some off him and he took off others, he was dancing on the floor.

"Kurt, you are a good dancer!" Timmy, one of Santanas other friends, shouted at him over the music.

"Thanks!" Kurt yelled back with a giggle. He was moving his hips and dancing with anyone who joined him.

Timmy wrapped his arms around Kurt and pulled him close, "I like the way you move," he yelled into Kurts ears.

Kurt only smiled a lopsided smile and wiggled around, it wasnt really dancing anymore after his fifth or sixth shot. He was feeling hot, so he started to push Timmy away, but apparently Timmy didnt take that as a move to back off.

Timmy closed the space between him and Kurt, pressing their lips together in a hard kiss. When he pulled away, he went to move lower, but then Kurt lifted his arm and punched him in the face.

"Hey!"

Blaine.

"Watch it!"

"What the hell man?"

Blaine.

"Are you alright?"

Blaine.

"What is he saying?"

"This way."

"Time to go home Lady."

"Blaine?"

Waking up the next morning, Kurt opened one of his eyes and he closed it just as fast. He let out a groan and someone kicked him in the leg.

"Quit hogging the bed," Santana said pulling a pillow over head.

Kurt slowly sat up and rubbed a hand over his eyes, "What happened last night?"

"You turned into a whiny drunk thats what happened," Santana said as she pulled the pillow off her head, "I cant believe you went off and punched that guy."

"I did what?" Kurt asked confused.

Santana sat up beside Kurt, "Last night, you were dancing with one of Danis friends. He started putting the moves on you, so you punched him. I dont blame you at all, but then you started mumbling as we were taking you home. And then when we got you home you just started crying talking about how you made a mistake with breaking up with Blaine. Honestly I dont want to talk anymore can you wake me up in two hours I have a shift at three." She flopped down on his bed burrowing in the blankets.

Kurt sighed as he got out of bed and went to the kitchen. He dug around and found the ibuprofen. After taking a few pills, he started making some coffee to wake him up. He saw his computer sitting on the table from his neglect of social media the past few weeks. The beep from the coffee pot startled him, shaking his thoughts away.

Pouring his cup of coffee, Kurt sat down on the chair in front of his computer. He took a drink and then opened his computer turning it on. He clicked on the internet icon and opened Tumblr. He has been following fans all along and he could see every one of them was enjoying the tour. Scrolling through his dash, he found posts that Rachel has posted from the bands tumblr.

"What are you doing?" Santana asked.

Kurt jumped in his seat, and kept scrolling, "I need to just see."

Santana walked over and slammed the laptop shut, "You need to stop. Listen to me, you will never get over him if you keep internet stalking him."

"You dont understand," Kurt said, "I think Blaine is it for me. I dont need to be with other people to know that. And our fight was dumb and I think I was jealous I couldnt go on the tour. I want to see him. I need to know he feels the same way." He watched as Santana let out a sigh and sat down beside him, "What?"

"He does feel the same way," Santana said grabbing her phone from the other side of the table. "Berry has been complaining to me about it all. He was a mess for a few days, but he apparently found a median." She looked through her phone and showed Kurt a picture, "Look."

Kurt took the phone and saw the picture of the band with a few other people. Blaine was leaning on Rachel, he was smiling, but not his smile Kurt was used to seeing. "What did I do?"

"I think you two are young and shit happens," Santana shrugged.

Kurt glared at her, "Not exactly what I wanted to hear."

"And when have we ever head things we wanted to hear?" Santana asked, "Listen grow up and make a decision."

"What decision is that?" Kurt said snapping at her.

"Watch it," Santana said pointing her finger at him, "And what I mean is that you two need to have a grown up conversation about either moving on or getting back together."

Kurt played with his mug in front of him, "I dont know if I can take the days off from work."

"Call in sick," Santana said to him, "Its what I do. By the way, every night he leaves a ticket at the show for you. Its kind of a silly thing to do, but I thought you would like that romantic crap."

"Im leaving tonight," Kurt said standing up. "I have to tell him that I want to fight for him. I want to be with him." He ran into his room and started shoving some clothes into a bag.

Santana leaned on the door frame, "I believe you are forgetting something."

"What?" Kurt asked.

"I dont know, how about this," Santana held up her phone and there were pictures posted on Facebook from last night. "I think these would probably upset anyone."

"Im not doing anything wrong in those pictures," Kurt said to her, "I danced with some guys and girls. So did you. I was drunk as well," he let out a noise as he zipped the bag closed. "I am off to…" he pulled his phone out and scrolled through the dates, "Looks like I am off to Michigan."

"Dont you think this is a bit crazy?" Santana asked him.

Kurt laughed, "That is what our relationship is sort of based off of, crazy is our thing Santana." He pulled his bag over his shoulder, "Make sure you lock up when you leave."

"Oh hell no," Santana said and she picked up her bag, "I am totally coming with you on this journey. Ready to get your man back?"

"Always," Kurt said as he smiled and then looked down realizing he was still wearing his outfit from last night, "But I think first I need to put on different clothes."

The pair landed in Michigan and were off to the venue. Kurt ran to the ticket booth window, "Hi, I believe I have a ticket waiting for me."

"Whats your name and present your card," the bored attendant said to him.

"Kurt Hummel," he said, "And I believe someone left a ticket."

The attendant looked down at a list and then her eyes widened, "Woah, you are Kurt Hummel? The Kurt Hummel?"

Kurt smiled and gave a nod, "Yeah, and I would really like to get in there."

"Of course," the attendant said running over and grabbing some backstage passes and tickets. "Here these are for you and your friend. Enjoy the show."

"I think I will," Kurt said as he took the tickets. They walked into the venue and made their way to the stage area.

"When does the show start?" Santana asked.

Kurt looked around, "I think it starts at seven, but they arent the first band on stage. Lets try to make our way to the front."

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"How has the tour been so far?" the happy and young reporter asked.

"It has been great," Kyle said with a smile, "We have been on the road for a few weeks now and we couldnt have asked for a better crew."

The reporter looked down at her notes, "You have had a few new songs on the tour, are you adding any more?"

"It all depends," Derby shrugged, "I mean we are just like a leaf on the wind."

"He means we go with the flow," Maddie said, "No one understands your space cowboy references."

"Thank you for the interview Stereo Outcast," the reporter smiled and she turned off the recording device. "Thanks for everything," she shook their hands and walked out the door.

Rachel walked in, "We have a packed house tonight. Can you believe we are only half way through this thing? Blaine, are your guitars ready backstage?" She waited for a response and then looked at her brother, "Blaine?"

"Huh? What?" Blaine said finally realizing there were other people in the room. "Sorry, wait. What happened to the interview?"

"We went through the interview already," Derby sighed, "Man you even answered a few questions. Are you alright?"

"I am just out of it tonight," Blaine shrugged.

"You need to get into it," Rachel said to him, "Come on Blaine. We talked about this and we can later still, but you have a show in about a half hour and need to be stage ready."

"I will," Blaine stood up, "I am going to use the bathroom." He walked out of the room and shut the door behind him.

Rachel turned to the band, "Did any of you show him the pictures?"

"No," they all said shaking their heads. "Wait, what pictures?" Kyle asked.

Maddie sighed, "Apparently Kurt went out last night, and he got down with a few people. We didnt think Blaine seeing the pictures would be a good idea."

"Yeah, I mean I know its been hard on the both of them," Derby shrugged.

"I know Santana was behind most of that last night," Rachel sat down in the open chair, "I just wish they would both talk to each other and move on with their lives. Or if they so choose to get back together, they need to have a serious conversation about that. And I cant…"

"Rachel," Maddie said stopping her, "I think we all know they need to do something."

A voice came over the walkie talkie, "Rachel, the special tickets have been picked up."

Rachels eyes widened, "What special tickets?"

"The ones left for a one Kurt Hummel," the voice said.

Rachel dropped her walkie talkie, "Oh my god. Wait, Kurt is here!" She picked up her walkie talkie, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," the voice said, "He just walked in."

"Thank you," Rachel said, she turned to her friends, "Kurt is here? Kurt is here. Why didnt he tell me? Or why is he here?"

"Why is who here?" Blaine asked walking back into the room.

"No one," Derby said standing up, "Just the wonderful fans we have. How about we get ready for the show, I know they are dying to see what we got." He took Blaines arm and walked out the door.

"No one tells Blaine anything," Maddie warned and looked directly at her boyfriend.

Kyle held his arms in the air, "Hey, I wasnt going to tell anyone."

"Good," Rachel nodded, "I think it would be the best as well. I mean, what if he isnt even out there? How could he not be out there though? I am going to go out there and get everything ready. Remember not to mention it to Blaine at all." And she ran out the door.

Kyle and Maddie looked at one another and honestly they both hoped Kurt was here for a good reason and that reason was to get Blaine out of his slump.

Blaine let Derby pull him out of the room and towards the sound check area. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Derby shrugged, "I am just helping one of my best friends is all."

"You are acting strangely weird," Blaine said crossing his arms across his chest, "What is going on?"

"I swear nothing," Derby said taking a step back, "The only thing going on is our awesome show tonight."

Blaine rolled his eyes, "You are the worst liar. I am going to ask Rachel what is wrong."

"You cant," Derby said grabbing Blaine by the arm to stop him. "I mean, we should get ready to go on."

"Hey Blaine," Maddie and Kyle said appearing from no where. They wrapped their arms around him, "So what are you doing?"

Blaine looked over at them, "What in the hell are you all doing?"

"Nothing," Kyle grinned, "Cant we just be happy."

"Hey Blaine, do you think that song would be a good one to sing tonight?" Maddie asked him.

Blaine stared at her, "What song?"

"The one we wrote last week," Maddie shrugged, "I just figured the song would really make everything finally set in."

"I dont know if Im ready," Blaine sighed, "I mean the song is sort of…"

"Dude, I think its time," Kyle said to his friend.

Blaine looked at his friends and realized they were right. He and Kurt werent together anymore and he couldnt do anything about it. Honestly not contacting Kurt was the hardest thing these past few weeks. His friends thought it was for the best though, and he had to agree.

Looking down, Blaine gave a nod, "Okay. Lets do it. We should do it between one of the new ones though."

"You got it man!" Derby said jumping up on his shoulders. "This song is going to rock the house down."

"Stereo Outcast you are on in ten!"

"Ready?" Blaine asked the group. They all did their before performing ritual, huddling in a group and silently thanking who they needed too.

Blaine had his guitar around him and he looked towards the crowd from off the stage. "You can do this," he whispered to himself. "You can do this." He heard the opening notes to the song and ran out on the stage joining his friends.

After a few songs, Blaine turned his guitar so it was in back of him. He knew his friends were going to kill him, but he wanted to do this. "Hey everyone, I wanted to take a minute and talk. About two years ago I met the most amazing person and I will never regret it. They made me a better person and I am proud to have known them for that bit of time. And he told me its not dumb that I feel like a trapped princess sometimes."

Derby, Maddie, and Kyle all looked at one another confused. They didnt know what Blaine was talking about, and they didnt know what song he was planning on singing.

"I wanted to be your Peter Pan so bad," Blaine whispered, "This song is called Somewhere in Neverland." He took off his electric guitar and Rachel walked out handing him his acoustic guitar.

A violin player from the other band walked out and smiled at Blaine. She slowly started to play and Blaine started to play with her as he sang.

Say goodbye to the halls and the classes
Say hello to a job and the taxes
The weekends with old friends spilling into 9 to 5 routine

Blaine looked into the audience and realized he was wearing his heart on his sleeve and for once in his life he didnt care.

Tell me how you feel over and done with
Like your life is a map with no compass to guide,
At the bar drinkin way too much
We sing along to "Forever Young".

So here we go again
Wishin we could start again

Wendy run away with me
I know I sound crazy
Dont you see what you do to me?
I wanna be your lost boy
Your last chance, a better reality

Letting his head fall, Blaine listened as Evelyn, the violin player, played with him. They had played the song together before, and he was happy she with him.

Wendy we can get away
I promise if youre with me, say the word and well find a way
I can be your lost boy, your last chance
Your "everything better" plan
Oh, somewhere in Neverland
(Somewhere in Neverland)

Maddie, Kyle, and Derby stepped onto the side of the stage and watched as their friend sang. They were all worried about him and they knew this was his time.

Well start a life of the plain and the simple
Of great times with far better people
And weekends with our friends
Laughing about the wine that stains their teeth
Well talk about how your parents separated and
How you dont wanna make the same mistakes as them
Ill say its all about stickin it out
And trying to feel forever young

So here we go again
Wishin we could start again

Wendy run away with me
I know I sound crazy
Dont you see what you do to�
I want to be your lost boy
Your last chance, a better reality

Blaine looked into the crowd and realized that all of these people were there to see him. Maybe not him exactly, but they were here and they were listening, some of them were quietly singing along, while others were standing with their hands on their hearts.

Wendy we can get away
I promise if youre with me, say the word and well find a way
I can be your lost boy, your last chance
Your "everything better" plan
Oh, somewhere in Neverland

So here we go again
Wishin we could start again

Looking to his right, Blaine felt his eyes were playing tricks on him. He glanced again, and he knew his eyes were playing tricks. Kurt wasnt here. He was in New York living his life.

Wendy run away with me
I know I sound crazy
Dont you see what you do to me?
I want to be your lost boy
Your last chance, a better reality

Wendy we can get away
I promise if youre with me, say the word and well find a way
I can be your lost boy, your last chance
Your "everything better" plan
Oh, somewhere in Neverland
Oh, somewhere in Neverland
(Somewhere in Neverland)

Blaine finished the song and let the guitar fall. He gave a wave to the audience and a sad smile. Wiping the tear away from his cheek, he saw a disturbance in the crowd. There was a sudden scream and everyone started chanting.

Pushing his way through the crowd was Kurt Hummel. Blaines eyes followed Kurts movements were so sure as he stalked his way towards the stage. Climbing up, pushing past the body guards, he walked up to Blaine.

Not believing what he was seeing, Blaine reached out and touched Kurts arm. "What…are you doing here?"

Kurt smiled at him, "I heard I had a ticket waiting for me."

"You look amazing," Blaine said breathlessly.

"I wouldnt say that," Kurt blushed and looked down. He looked back up and saw Rachel waving her arms on the side of the stage, he glanced at the audience, "You are in the middle of a concert."

"I am?" Blaine asked distracted by Kurt, but then looked around, "I am. I suppose I should get back to them."

"You may need to sing another song," Kurt said to him.

"Yeah," Blaine said smiling for the first in weeks, "Yeah."

"Okay," Kurt said.

Blaine nodded, "Okay."

Kurt turned to look at the audience, he pulled the microphone towards him, "Sorry about that all."

"Arent you going to kiss him?" asked one of the people in the audience.

"Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!" they all chanted.

Blaine scratched the back of his neck, "You dont have too do—" his words were cut off with Kurt pulling him in for a kiss. The crowd started screaming.

Later on in the evening, Kurt and Blaine were laying down in a bed facing one another. Blaine was tracing small circles in Kurts arm and his smile had never left his face.

"Hi," Kurt said staring into Blaines eyes.

His smile widening, Blaine let out a laugh, "I think you said that already."

"Probably," Kurt said giving a shrug.

"Kurt, I dont understand, what happened?" Blaine asked him. "Did you really mean everything you said?"

Kurt let out a sigh, "No. I think part of it was my jealously and everything."

Blaine touched Kurts face, "You never had anything to worry about it."

"I know that," Kurt said, "It wasnt that I thought you would cheat on me, it was that I thought you would move on from me. Your life is moving forward and look at all those people in that audience tonight. They were there for you tonight Blaine. And I dont know if I can handle all of that."

Sitting up, Blaine stared at Kurt, "What are you talking about?"

"I mean your band is taking off Blaine," Kurt said sitting up to be on Blaines level, "I was worried you would leave me behind."

"Wait," Blaine said trying to understand, "You thought I would give you up over the band?"

Kurts eyebrows scrunched together, "What do you mean?"

"Kurt, I love you," Blaine said with a sigh, "But if someone had me choose between you and the band, I would choose you in a heartbeat."

"You would?" Kurt asked him.

Blaine looked at Kurt, "Yes, because I know my future is with you and if I happen to be selling out venues while being in a band, then so be it. I want you in my life and I want to be part of yours."

Kurt couldnt believe Blaines words. No one had ever told him they wanted to spend their future with him. "And to think you were afraid to say I love you."

Blaine let out a laugh, "Ive had some time to fall more in love with you and mature."

"Barely," Kurt said with a laugh.

"How about we take this one day at a time," Blaine said to him, "And I can tell you that you are my world Kurt Hummel, and we will live in it fearlessly and forever."

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, "I love you too, you idiot."