Kurt felt a tear fall down his cheek as he looked into the warm hazel eyes of the one and only Blaine Anderson. Looking into his eyes, all he could see was the last two months he had spent at Dalton; singing with the Warblers, drinking coffee and discussing his favourite Broadway lead with all his new friends (Patti LuPone, of course) and, his favourite, being snuggled in Blaine's arms, feeling as if no harm could possibly come to him whilst Blaine was there. He couldn't believe he was leaving him, leaving this haven of safety that he had come to love so much. But he missed McKinley, his friends, and, although he'd never admit it to her face, he even missed Rachel's insane comments and selfish attitude towards the Glee club.

He'd said goodbye to everyone else, and there was just one person left. The hardest one. Saying goodbye to Wes and David was difficult enough, although he appreciated the gift of elbow pads from Wes (funnily enough, he thought they might help if Karofsky changed his mind about Bully Whips). He pulled Blaine into a giant bear hug; as if nothing in the world mattered to him more than that moment. He could feel the warmth of Blaine's skin through his white shirt; there was so much about him he would miss. Of course, he would still see him every weekend, but it wasn't the same, was it? He inhaled Blaine's scent, trying to memorise every last bit of him. This was the hardest thing he had ever had to do. But he knew it was the right choice, and there was no going back.

Blaine couldn't help but relax as soon as Kurt pulled him closer to him, nuzzling into the nape of his neck. God, he would miss Kurt so much; the way he spoke so energetically about fashion, the way he pulled Blaine into the warmest of hugs. Blaine recalled the time he realised he was in love with Kurt: watching Kurt singing Blackbird, it felt like a sudden ray of sunshine had hit him; as if, for his entire life, he had been living in the dark and not realised until now. It was the best feeling he had ever experienced in his entire life, and he felt like his life got a little bit better each minute he was with Kurt. And now he was leaving, and it felt like he was protruding back into the darkness. He didn't want to go back there; there must be something he can do.

Kurt turned to look at the choir room for the last time. He briefly scanned the sorrowful faces of the friends he had made, who had been there for him ever since his first day at Dalton. He picked up his leather messenger bag from the polished floor and began to make his way towards the oak doors, trying as hard as he could to hold back the sobs that were threatening to emit from his shaking body.

Blaine couldn't resist grabbing his boyfriend's arm and pulling him into a passionate kiss. It was a rueful kiss, mixed with both boys' salty tears. As Blaine pulled back, he couldn't resist smiling cheekily at his flustered boyfriend. He released the firm grip on Kurt's arm, promising him that he would ring him later that night. His stomach dropped as the doors swung shut behind Kurt. He was gone, and wasn't coming back. Wes tapped him on the shoulder. "It's ok, Blaine. You'll still see him every weekend; you're his boyfriend." The reassuring smile on his friend's face made him feel even worse; they were losing their friend just as much as he was losing his boyfriend.
"Let's go get some lunch." David came and placed his arm around Blaine's shoulder, steering him towards the door.

As they entered the cafeteria, Blaine saw his roommate Jude sat in the corner, nursing a considerably large cup of coffee and, by the looks of things, a hangover that could knock out an elephant. "You had some of Alex's special night time brew again, didn't you?" Blaine joked as he took his place opposite Jude, who glared at him through bloodshot eyes. "Can you please not yell?" Jude croaked, "And to answer your question, yes I did. What does he even put in that stuff? Pure ethanol?"

Blaine smirked. "Something like that… Did you not learn from the first time round?"

Jude glowered at his roommate. "He assured me that he didn't put anything in it this time! And it does actually work…"

"Maybe you shouldn't be so gullible next time." Blaine said with a grin. Before Jude could reach over and punch him, he ducked out of the way of the lanky boy.

"You're lucky you're so short…" Jude remarked. Blaine feigned mock upset, before turning to stare at the door. Jude's voice softened. "He's gone Blaine. You did what was best, letting him leave. Without any threat at McKinley, there was no reason for him not go to back." Except me, Blaine thought. Although maybe I'm not as important to him as he is to me.

"Stop it." Jude's voice brought Blaine back to Earth. "Stop what?" Blaine questioned, staring at the redheaded boy sat across from him. "You're thinking he doesn't care about you. He does, Blaine, we've all seen the way he looks at you. He just didn't fit in here." Blaine blushed. "What are you, psychic?" Jude laughed, and shrugged sheepishly. "No, I just know you far too well."

Blaine's phone vibrated in his pocket. Jude saw Blaine's face burst into an instant grin once he saw who it was from. "Wow, you two have serious separation issues." Blaine stuck his tongue out at the taller friend, and turned his attention back to his phone.

Is it possible to miss you already? My dad has already asked me how you are. Why do I have a feeling my family loves you more than they love me? Miss you- K xxxx

Blaine chuckled. He was so grateful that Kurt's family had accepted him and Kurt as a couple so easily, much unlike his own father, who had smashed the glass that he was holding on the floor and slapped Blaine around the face. An evening in A & E and a large bruise on his cheek for the next week were the results. It has to be said, it wasn't the best day of his life. Blaine quickly replied, ignoring Jude making kissing faces at him.

What can I say? I'm just so dapper. There's nothing I can do about it. :P Tell them I say hi, and that I'll be there whenever you're not at school. They may as well just set up a bedroom for me… Miss you more than you can ever imagine (Jude is hung-over AGAIN. Why does he never listen to me?) – B xxxx

Wes and David immediately plonked themselves on either side of Blaine. "What are you doing Blaine? Still moping about Kurt?" teased Wes. Blaine shot him a death stare, and ignored him. However, Jude decided to reply for him. "He's texting him… He hasn't even stopped to listen to me complain about Daniel!"

"Good God, what has he done this time?" David groaned. "Put clingfilm on the toilet? Cut all the electricity in your dorm? Egged you as you were walking to Warblers practice?" Jude sighed. "I wish!" he grumbled, "He's trying to replace Hobbit here as my roommate."

Blaine momentarily looked up from his phone to protest. "Well he can't do that! Don't you worry Jude, I'm not going anywhere." Jude sighed, as if Blaine's protests had done nothing to cheer him up. "Oh, and don't call me Hobbit, Goofy." Jude raised an eyebrow at his friend, before swiping his phone away from him.

"Hey, give that back!" Blaine tried to grab it off his friend, but sadly Jude had a rather large height advantage over him. Blaine looked helplessly at Wes and David, who were both creased up in laughter as Jude read Kurt and Blaine's conversation.

"Kurt, I miss you so much it hurts, you are the light of my life and the centre of my world." Jude recited between hysterical laughter.

Blaine blushed. "It does NOT say that! Now give it back!" He managed to grasp the phone out of Jude's clutches to read the newest text.

Surely you wouldn't need your own bed if you stayed here… There's a place in my bed for you ;) Well… apart from my other boyfriend is staying. Then you should probably keep your distance. :P (Tell Jude that, despite Alex's protests, he always puts vodka in the brew. Ohh and no one listens to you. Deal with it.) How is that possible? –K xxxx

Blaine sighed. Jude looked at him properly, and saw how upset he was due to his missing boyfriend. He reached over and placed a comforting hand on his arm. "There's nothing you can do Blaine. It's not like you can move to McKinley."

Something clicked in Blaine's head.

All his friends squirmed when they saw his face.

"Are you serious? Blaine, tell me you're joking."

But there was no going back. He'd made up his mind. I guess I'll see you sooner than I thought, Kurt. Blaine thought.

Blaine Anderson is going to McKinley.