Blaine walked in to Kurt's house; nervously he looked around the room he had just stepped in to. He looked at the sky blue walls and smiled; they were the same colour as the walls he had in his parents' house. He smiled as he remembered the day that Blaine had painted them with them,

"Blaine, what are you doing?" Blaine's mum giggled. She looked at Blaine who stood and stared at the circular blob he had painted on the wall. A fourteen year old Blaine narrowed his eyes.

"I can't reach the top, I'm too short!" Blaine whined.

He went on his tiptoes to reach as high up the wall as he could. His mum took the paint brush from him and started painting the part of the wall Blaine couldn't reach. He looked up at his mum just quick enough to see her bring down the paint brush, painting a little dob of paint on his nose. Blaine's eyes widened.

"Hey!" Blaine said.

He took the paint brush from his mum and painted a huge line of blue paint down her face. A huge smile formed on Blaine's face. The smile faded when Blaine's dad came in to the room.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Blaine's dad said. He stormed towards them grabbing the paint brush from his wife's hand.

"What are you doing, Grace?" He asked.

Blaine's mum looked to the floor.

"If you’re going to do it; do it right!" Blaine's dad said.

He bent down, dipping the brush in the paint. He brought it up, now dripping with paint and swept it from Blaine's chin to his forehead; he covered Blaine's whole face with sky blue paint. The three of them fell in to a fit of laughter, Blaine's stomach ached and he knew that this was a day that they were never going to forget.

"Blaine? Blaine?"

Blaine jumped when Kurt's voice brought him back to reality. He looked up to find three people staring at him, all of them looked concerned, especially Kurt.

"Are you ok?" A man Blaine assumed was Kurt's dad asked.

Blaine thought about telling him the truth for a moment, before replying. "Yeah, I'm fine." Blaine said with forced smile.

He blinked to trying to keep himself from crying. Blaine could tell that Kurt's dad didn't believe him but he was fine with that as long as it meant no more questions.

"Kurt, why don't you take Blaine up to your room and get him settled? Blaine, you can stay here as long as you want. I'm Burt by the way." Burt said holding out his hand.

Blaine took it and shook it slowly.

"Thank you, sir." Blaine said gratefully and Burt eyes widened a little.

"There's no need to call me sir; it's Burt." He said smiling.

Blaine smiled shyly and then followed Kurt up the stairs to Kurt's room. Kurt entered the room pulling Blaine slowly behind him by the hand.

"You're going to have to share room with me, is that ok?" Kurt asked.

Blaine could feel his heart rate increase.

"Yeah, that's fine!" Blaine said a little too excited.

He blushed but Kurt just smiled and started to give him a tour of his room. It was a lot bigger than Blaine's room at his uncles and it had an en-suite bathroom. Kurt cleared out a drawer for Blaine to put his clothes in and then left to ask Burt if he could have the menu for the pizza place.

Blaine looked around Kurt's room before walking to Kurt's bed. He sat down and looked to the floor. He couldn't make sense of his feelings; he felt so happy but he felt like something in his heart that was never going to be happy again. He was so tired and he suspected that all of this was just a fantasy.

He heard Kurt coming back up the stairs and forced a smile looking towards the door waiting for Kurt to enter the room. Once he had Kurt walked towards him sitting next to Blaine on the bed.

"So what kind of pizza do you want?" Kurt asked him passing Blaine the menu. He looked for a second before he decided to have the normal margarita pizza.

Not long after Kurt ordered there was a knock at the door, announcing the delivery of their dinner. The sound made Blaine flinched and he started to panic but was able to calm himself down before it showed.

They both ate in silence, Blaine looked up at Kurt every now and again to see that concerned looked on the other boys face again.

It made Blaine feel bad, he knew it was concern for him which was the cause of the look. He sighed, he was fine now, and there shouldn't be any reason for Kurt to be worried about him now.

"Are you ok, Blaine? Because you know it’s ok not to be, don't you? You've been through a lot." Kurt said.

He put a hand on Blaine's knee in an effort to comfort him. Blaine looked up and he felt tear forming in his eyes. This time he couldn't blink away the tears. All of the sadness and hurt he had fought to keep inside was about to boil over like a volcano. He felt the panic rise inside and he didn't know how to stop it.

"I-I-I just can't d-d-do it anymore..." Blaine whispered with tears falling down his face.

He started to get up but Kurt stopped him he pulled him to a hug.

"You don't have to do it alone anymore, Blaine. We are here; you just have to let us help you." Kurt said.

"I just can't let you do that. I don't want to impose. I can't stay here. I..."

Blaine pushed Kurt softly off him and stood up. He picked up his bag and started walking out of the room. He stopped at the door and turned to face Kurt.

"I'm sorry." Blaine whispered so that it could only just be heard, before leaving Kurt’s bedroom.

He ran at a steady pace down the stairs and opened the front door. He walked out into the darkness not even knowing where he was going.

So all he did was walk as fast as he could. Every step he took made him wish that he could turn and run back. But he kept going; he couldn't let Kurt witness his breakdown, and he knew it was going to happen soon.