"How I should've known he didn't know. I thought you guys tell each other everything." James said with sarcasm.

"You know....I don't even ca-..." Kurt started, but stopped when he saw a medicine bottle on the table. "Oh shit, this can't be happening" he said and put the small bottle on his bag and stand up.

"Where do you think you're going?" James said angrily and grabbed Kurts hand strongly.

"Okay, enough" Kurt said in revulsion and pulled himself off. "I really don't give a shit of your opinions and I know we decided to be friends, but that is something that's not going to happen...like ever. So, do me a favor and disappear, 'cause I really must hurry."

"But why..." James started.

But Kurt didn't stay there to listen any word more and was already at the door. Only thing on his mind was that Blaine wouldn't have got too far away. Shit, this wasn't the way he want it things to end. How could he be so stupid back then and fall for...no, he definitely was ever fall for James. The boy had only used him in his moment of weakness. Easy kind of pleasure, Kurt was disgusted. Then he saw something familiar behind trash cans. A blue scarf. It has to be Blaine. And it was. Blaine was unconscious and his clothes were all over dirty.

"Oh god no, please, don't let me be too late" Kurt mumbled and fall for his knees next to Blaine, put his hand near to other boys nose and felt he was still breathing.

"Listen to me, Blaine" Kurt whispered, took the small bottle to his hand and put couple small pills under Blaine's tongue. "You're not giving up, you got? No matter how idiot I've been on the past, I'm not going to let you give up on me."

Then Kurt took his phone and called ambulance. Some minutes later he noticed that Blaine's breath was getting slower despite the pills.

"Blaine." he slapped his cheeks gently as he could and put his own coat on top of him. "Blaine, you need to wake up, please."

Soon the sound of sirens was able to hear and Kurt stood up and waves his hands to make the car stop.

"What's the situation?" asked the man who carried the stretchers with his colleague.

"Still alive fortunately" Kurt said nervously.

"How did you find him? And is it long ago?" Other man asked.

"No, I knew he left from the coffee house like 30 minutes ago and I found him here 10 minutes ago. I don't know when he passed out, but I noticed he had left his medinice on the table of coffee house. We were fighting, so that is the reason he left so quickly"

"Okay." medic answered and continued checking Blaine's situation. "You friend seems to be okay and pretty sure he will survive too. Do you want to come with us to hospital?"

"No, I can come back afterwards, I have to visit home first." Kurt said weakly, but with relief.

"Okay." The other medic said and they carried Blaine to car.

Kurt was looking them leaving and his head was a mess. He started shaking a bit from a shock. Blaine had to forgive him, he wasn't going to lose him again. He was sure about that and he was going to do everything he could about it.