It was the second day back to school and I already had homework in most of my classes. All of this would take at least two hours.

The school was empty by now. I was sitting at the piano, trying to forget the work that was in my backpack. I moved my hands over the keys effortlessly, trying to remember all of the classical song I was playing. I only stopped when I was faced with darkness, hands over my eyes.

“Guess who?” The voice was low, and almost mocking. I let a smile play on my lips.

“Hmmmm, I don’t know kind sir. How about you tell me?” I said, playing along.

“Oh I don’t know Mr. Hummel. Especially about me being kind.” The voice was still in the fake voice. “I’m not any sort of kind. Do you want to know my plan, Mr. Hummel?”

I tried my hardest to contain the fits of laughter that tried to consume me. I nodded.

“Well sir, I am going to kidnap you, taking you to a place you don’t know. You will never see your family or friends again. Not even your insane mental patient boyfriend.”

“Not my family and friends!” I said in a mocking tone. “I can live without the boyfriend. He’s only weighing me down. And besides, I’m way out of his league.”

“Kurt Hummel!” His voice was back to normal now. His hands were off my eyes now, spinning me around to face him. “Do you really think that?” He said crouching down, looking up into my eyes.

I gave him a small smile. “Yeah Blaine. You’re too good for me. I don’t deserve you. Everything Sebastian said is true.”

“Wait wait wait… what does Sebastian have to do with this? What did he say?” He asked, the concern in his voice reaching his eyes.

“It’s nothing. Nothing. It’s fine.” I said, trying to drop the topic.

“No it’s not fine. What did that lonely bastard say to you?”

I hesitated for a moment, closing my eyes and letting out a sigh. “He said you are too good for me and he will have me by the end of the year… and I’ll have nothing.”

“You don’t honestly believe him, do you?” He said as he sat next to me on the bench, taking my hands in his.

“Well, yeah Blaine, I do. I mean look at me. You can have anyone you want. You can have someone who is tall and lean like Sebastian, or someone with toned muscles like you.” I let out a breath. “Why would you choose someone like me?” I asked, just above a whisper.

“Kurt Hummel. You are an incredibly talented man, who I admire. I admire your strength through everything you have been through. I admire at how mature you are, how you have the courage I never had and never will have. I love your gorgeous blue eyes. The way they sparkle every time I see you. I love your smile. You seem to always be smiling, no matter the situation.” His hand came up to my chin to turn my face towards him. He traced my jaw line and smiled. “I love everything about you Kurt. You are perfect. You are more then I could ever wish for. You are too good for me, and I wonder everyday why I deserve you.”

I was on the verge of tears by then. I fought them like I always did. I hated showing any emotion other then diva, happy or bitchy even. But never sad. He leant in and laid his lips on mine, hand roaming under my shirt.

I pulled back reluctantly, smiling.

“Ah, there’s that famous smile I love.” He said, brushing my cheek bone with the back of fingers.

I only laughed. I needed to tell him. We had been dating for almost a year, and we were always truthful with each other. I put one leg over the other side of the bench so I was straddling the bench. He did the same, taking my hands in his, placing them in the space between us. HE rubbed his thumb over the top.

“There’s something more isn’t there?” He asked quietly, never taking his eyes off of our joined hands.

I nodded. “Blaine, we have always been honest about everything, and I need to get this off my chest. I have never told anyone this before, but I think I need to.”

I paused for a moment, wondering if I really should. I stared at the wall. The squeeze he gave my hands urged me to go on.

“The last few years I have dealt with a lot of stuff. My sexuality, my self- confidence, bullies, trying to fit in. But the one that I still hold on to is… the way I look. Now I’ll be the first to admit, I have fabulous clothes. But, I’ve never thought of myself as good looking or anything. As a kid I was a little on the heavier side. I, of course, lost weight by 7th grade, but sophomore year it changed. Every time I looked in the mirror I saw someone different. I only saw a scared little kid. I had no self confidence. I didn’t like myself.” I took a deep breath, letting the memories take a hold of me. “When I joined the Cheerios, I needed to be perfect. So I stopped eating. Every time someone forced me to eat I only went to the bathroom to throw it up.”

I looked at Blaine, who had tears in his eyes.

“I was never satisfied though. I tried to find new ways to fit in, to be the perfect Cheerio, but I thought less of myself every day. I eventually quit the Cheerios, but I never started eating normally again. Junior year rolled around and I was now faced with Karosfky. I was so terrified, I didn’t bother to eat. I barely slept, I couldn’t concentrate. I lost quite a bit of weight. It was weird though because it never really showed.”

I looked at him again. He looked like he was about to lose it. I felt just the way he did. I let out a small laugh to mask the almost sob that came through my body.

“That continued until I met you.” I squeezed his hands. “You didn’t know it but you helped me. Blaine, you saved me. You turned my life around. Since you had entered my life, I couldn’t help but be happy. I couldn’t help but smile.” He smiled slightly at this. “I am so grateful for you. This is really cliché, but you are my knight in shining armor.”

He stood up, pulling me up with him, pulling me into a warm embrace. My arms went around his neck, his arms securely around my waist. We both buried our heads in the other’s shoulders, both crying uncontrollably.

He pulled backs, eyes red and puffy. He laughed softly, rubbing his thumbs over my cheeks.

“Thank you for telling me. I wish you didn’t have to go through that. But please believe me. You are so beautiful, and handsome, and so good looking. You’re an angel sent from heaven.”

I smiled through my teary eyes and went in for another hug. He planted a soft kiss to my temple before singing softly.

“Cause baby you’re not alone,

Cause you’re here with me.

And nothing’s ever gonna bring us down

Cause nothing can keep me from loving you

And you know it’s true.

No matter what’ll come to be

Our love is all we need

To make it through.”

Standing there in his arms made me believe everything he told me. I knew from the second I laid eyes on him that I would never be alone. This only made it seem more real. As long as I had him, I didn’t need anything else.