Chapter 13

Kurt cried the whole plane ride home, a new batch of tears falling from his pale face, even when he thought he couldn't cry anymore. He was so hurt. He couldn't understand why Blaine wouldn't have told him about Sebastian. Maybe one day, Kurt would hear Blaine out so that way he could explain, but right now he just wanted to be mad for a while. He deserved to be mad for a while.

When Kurt finally landed and took a cab back to his place, he was flooded with emotion the minute he opened the door. He looked over at the couch and saw a piece of clothing that Blaine had left there right before they had left for their trip. Setting his bag down, he went to grab the piece of clothing and took it to his bedroom, cuddling into it and just letting the tears fall.

When lying on his bed became too much for him, Kurt went and sat on the couch. Remembering all of the nights they would spend there, sleeping or making love, Kurt couldn't stand to be in there for too long. Eventually, overcome with emotion, he fell asleep on the couch with thoughts of Blaine flooding his dreams.

When Kurt finally awoke from his nap, the apartment was dark.

Jesus how long did I sleep for? Kurt thought to himself, sitting up on the couch. He got up, his back cracking in protest and took his bag into his room, putting his things away. Remembering that he had had to shut his phone off because of the flight home he went and grabbed it and turned it on.

There were a few texts from Blaine. Of course he didn't listen to me when I said to not contact me. Kurt sighed to himself while opening up the messages.

[Blaine 12:15pm] Kurt, I know you said not to contact you but I'm just...I'm so sorry I didn't tell you about Sebastian, but there's nothing to tell. We've been over for a long time and he was so bitter because of it. I love you so much Kurt. I hope you know that. I hope you made it home okay. I love you. Call me when you're ready.

[Blaine 1:00pm] I'm just... I'm sorry I love you.

After reading the messages, Kurt deleted them and set his phone on the table, going into the kitchen to make himself something to eat. With a sandwich and chips in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, Kurt made his way back to the couch and got caught up on some TV.

He spent the rest of the day moping around the apartment trying to get some last minute homework done and clean the apartment, quickly running out of things to do to occupy himself so he wasn't lying around the house thinking about Blaine.

Deciding to make a trip to the grocery store, he filled up the now empty apartment with food.  He also bought stuff to bake cookies, cupcakes and brownies. One thing Kurt loved to do when he was upset or stressed was to bake things.

 A few hours later, he had baked enough goods to feed an army of soldiers, which made Kurt think of Finn. So he packaged a bunch of stuff up and tomorrow before his class he decided to go the post office and mail it out. It may as well have some purpose to it.

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Waking up Monday morning was worse than what Kurt thought it was going to be like. He didn't want to go to class. He had class with Blaine on Mondays.

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Blaine had thought his heart had stopped after reading Kurt's note and looking at the bed to see his engagement ring. The tears started to fall as he fell on the bed. He needed to fix this. He needed Kurt in his life; he couldn't lose him. He packed his bag and booked the next flight back to New York. He sent a few texts to Kurt before getting on the plane, knowing that they would go unanswered.

When Blaine got back to his apartment, he put his stuff away and decided that sleeping in his bed tonight wasn't an option.  After getting some food into his belly, Blaine checked his phone and saw, unsurprisingly; that there weren't any messages from Kurt. Pulling the blanket it over him on the couch, Blaine fell into a restless sleep.

Sunday, Blaine finished some of his mountain of school work and got ready for his lessons for class tomorrow. He had a few calls during the day; one from Cooper and another from Wes. Wes was calling to make sure everything was put back into order. They talked for a little bit longer and then they said their goodbyes.

 After getting his work done, Blaine went for a walk in central park. He needed to clear his head and come up with a plan to get Kurt back, and that wasn't going to happen if he was closed up in his apartment. Everything in the apartment reminded him of Kurt. So walking around it was.

Central Park was always beautiful and it never failed to take Blaine's breath away. Walking around with his hands in his pockets, Blaine passed an elderly couple sitting on a bench holding hands and stealing kisses when they thought no-one was looking. The teacher just smiled at the sight in front of him. He hoped that one day that would be him and Kurt. Walking through Central Park together, 90 years old, talking about anything and everything; life, kids, grandkids and maybe even great grand kids.

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Blaine's alarm went off way too early for him Monday morning. He groaned as he got up and ready for the day.  Well, on the plus side, Kurt might come to class so he would be able to see him and maybe talk to him. That thought alone made Blaine hopeful.

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He made his way to his classroom and sighed when he saw Kurt's empty seat. He was always early so they could have some alone time before people came in. Empting out his messenger bag, his heart a little heavier, Blaine got ready for class.

It was five minutes into his lesson and Kurt still hadn't show up. Maybe he wasn't coming Blaine thought. It wouldn't surprise him if he had stayed at home.

Blaine was about to pass out some worksheets to his students, when Kurt burst through the door, saying sorry to Blaine as he passed him taking his seat in the front.

"You're late Mr. Hummel...See me after class." Blaine told him.

Kurt just rolled his eyes in response.

Class went on after that. Kurt couldn't bring himself to concentrate (or care for that matter). He tried his best not to look at Blaine. Everything he did, the sound of his voice, the slight chuckle he occasionally heard, made him want to leave and go cry somewhere.

The bell finally rang and the kids got their bags and left the room. Kurt and Blaine were finally alone.

"You wanted to see me?" Kurt said, rolling his eyes not even looking at him.

"Why were you late?"

"I don't think that's any of your business now is it?" Kurt snapped.

"I'm sorry- I just wanted to talk to you. I didn't think you were going to come today."

"I don't want to talk about it, Mr. Anderson."

That stung.

A sad smile was painted on Blaine's face. "I'll just leave you alone."

"Yes, that would be nice." And with that, Kurt left.

Kurt left the room and ran out of the school. He didn't want to cry in front of Blaine. As soon he got out of the boundaries, he let the tears fell. There was no way he could go to his other class today. He went home, throwing his bag to the floor and curling up on the couch and crying until he eventually fell asleep.