"You think I'm pretty without any makeup on. You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong. I know you get me so I let my walls come down, down..."

I smiled to myself when I recognised the song as 'Teenage Dream', the song Blaine sung to me on the day we met. I knew it was most likely an alarm going off but I didn't turn any attention to that. I kept my eyes closed and continued to snuggle closer to the body holding me. I sighed happily when the song stopped but groaned when it went off again two minutes later. I felt Blaine stir underneath me before I felt a kiss being pressed to my forehead.

"Good morning my love," Blaine said before letting out a yawn.

I let out a sigh, "Good morning sweetie. I love waking up next to you. I also love that we have the same alarm song."

"Mmm... me too. I'm so glad your Dad said you could stay last night. It would have killed me to see you leave," Blaine said as he tightened his arms around me, "I probably would have held you hostage and refused to let you leave. As for the choice of song... well what can I say? 'Teenage Dream' is our song."

I couldn't help but laugh at that, "Oh you. Well unfortunately you do have to let go of me now as we need to get up and get ready for school."

Blaine growled playfully, holding Kurt to him, "Never! We shall spend all day together in bed!"

I pressed a kiss to Blaine's shoulder, "As tempting as that sounds, you have to let me go."

"I'll never let you go," Blaine said, his eyes softening, "I made that mistake once and I'll never do it again as long as I live."

I smiled sadly at Blaine, "You know I didn't mean that but I am glad you don't want to let me go. Look Blaine maybe we should talk about this now. I know we got back together and we love one another but do you seriously think we can make it? I truly wish I could take you with me but unfortunately you have one year left of school. We both need to be committed to make this work."

Blaine leaned down to capture my lips for a few seconds before pulling away, a gentle smile gracing his smile, "I am one hundred per cent sure about this. I know it will suck at times when I'm here without you and I will be lonely but we will make it work. We'll phone, text, Skype, tweet, Facebook message... I promise you Kurt that we'll be okay. You once told me that you're never saying goodbye to me and I don't plan to either. I love you too much to not work at this as I know we'll be together for the rest of our lives."

I could feel tears prickling at the corners of my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Hearing Blaine say that made me feel so happy. I knew I wouldn't be able to cope if I went off to New York and not long after Blaine and I broke up. My worst case scenario would be that Blaine cheated on me. I just hoped that would never ever happen. That would just about destroy me. I knew that I couldn't just rely on Blaine to keep this relationship working and that I would be have to put in as much work myself. Long distance relationships were difficult but as long as Blaine and I worked on our relationship, I knew we would manage.

"I love you so much Blaine Warbler," I teased as I smiled up at him, displaying my teeth in the smile as I was so happy, "I'm so glad we're on the same page. As much as I wish we could lie in bed and talk about us for hours, we do have to get up and have school."

Blaine reluctantly released me and I slowly sat up, wincing a little as I did and cursing the fact I had two bruised ribs.

"Ribs?" Blaine asked, a sympathetic look on his face as he sat up too.

I nodded, tentatively placing a hand on my torso and slowly running it over the injured area. It was slightly swollen and I could feel the area was bruised. It would be a while before my ribs were back to normal and I hated that I had to take it easy for a while. I was so incredibly grateful that my NYADA audition had already taken place.

I looked around when I didn't hear anything and noticed that Blaine had left the room without me realising. I frowned at his absence but decided to rest for a moment and lay back down on the bed, my hand still placed on the affected area. I lay on Blaine's comfy bed and let out a relaxed sigh, deciding to close my eyes and knowing that if I drifted off to sleep Blaine would eventually wake me. I just hoped we wouldn't miss school.

It seemed like a few seconds later that my hand was removed from my torso and something freezing cold was pressed there instead. I opened my eyes and glanced around to see what on earth was going on. Blaine was pressing an ice pack to the injured area and was staring at down at my bruised torso. I just watched Blaine with a smile on my face, happy to know that Blaine would always take care of me. He had gone and got the ice pack without me even saying anything.

"We'll leave this on for about ten minutes as it helps to reduce the pain and swelling," Blaine informed me as he reached out to gently caress my stomach, "After that I've got some pain killers for you to take with a glass of water."

"Thank you sweetie," I replied, smiling at my boyfriend as he took care of me, "I'm so glad you're mine."

Blaine leaned down and lifted the ice pack before pressing a soft kiss to the bruising, "I'm so glad I'm yours too. I will always look after you and take care of you if you need me to."

After ten minutes or so, Blaine removed the ice pack and gently rubbed a cream he had found in his medicine cabinet into my skin, taking care not to hurt me. Blaine helped me sit up after that and I took two painkillers and downed my glass of water, thanking my boyfriend for what he had done.

"Right we have about forty five minutes before we have to leave if we want to stop off at the Lima Bean on the way, which I know we most likely will," Blaine said as he pulled me to my feet and held me in his arms, "I'm thinking we choose what we're wearing, shower, do hair, get dressed then go get our coffee. Sound good?"

I pressed a kiss to Blaine's neck as I breathed in his scent, "That sounds perfect. I love that I have clothes here and of course as I'm me, the clothes here all coordinate with one another so I can produce the perfect outfit. Because of my injuries I have to keep it comfy and simple but I can still look fantastic."

Blaine hummed in agreement, "You always look fantastic."

"Oh Blaine you are such a gentleman," I responded with a giggle, "Are you going to shower first?"

Blaine shook his head, his eyes glinting mischievously, "I thought we'd shower together?"

I raised my eyebrow at the supposed gentleman in front of me, "Shower together? Blaine, weren't you the one saying last night that I wasn't in the position for anything sexual?"

Blaine just laughed at the look on my face, "Baby as much as I would love to have sex with you, I just want to be close to you. Showering together is extremely intimate and obviously it's being a trying couple of days so I think we need the closeness. Plus I can wash your hair and you love it when I do that."

I smiled at the man I loved, "That sounds very agreeable indeed."

"And if one things leads to another in the shower, we'll just let it happen," Blaine winked at me before running into the bathroom.

"Blaine!" I called after him in shock while all I got hear was Blaine laughing from the bathroom as he turned on the shower.

(break)

I tried to admire my reflection in the mirror but instead just let out a sigh. I hated that seeing a glimpse of my face reminded me instantly of my attack. I just wished I could forget about what happened but I had a constant reminder and there was nothing I could do about it. I finished styling my hair and just grimaced at my reflection in the mirror. Blaine had helped me to wash my body in the shower and had taken extreme care when washing my back as he didn't want to inflict anymore pain on me by aggravating the burn marks. I had let Blaine take care of me and I had even let him touch my hair. I always loved it when Blaine washed my hair as the feeling was just amazing. Once we had got out of the shower and dried one another off, Blaine had rebound the bandages on my hands as we had taken them off before the shower so they wouldn't get wet. Blaine's face when he saw the bruises in the shape of handprints on my wrists would be something I would never forget. He looked like he wanted to murder Sebastian at that very moment.

I watched myself in the mirror as I brought my hand up to touch the stitches on my face before moving my hand down to touch the covered bite mark on my neck. I had tried to reapply the dressing on my own as I didn't want Blaine to see but it was no use. When Blaine removed the dressing I swore that his eyes turned black. I knew that it looked horrific and I had had a look in the mirror. Sebastian's teeth marks were visible and there were patches of dried blood. Blaine hadn't said anything as just reapplied the dressing so the mark was covered up. I had leaned in and kissed Blaine's cheek, whispering my thanks and Blaine smiled at me in return, although it did not reach his eyes. After that we had both proceeded to get dressed. I was wearing my Paul Smith burgundy marble print pants paired with a red sweater and my Grenson Alistair boots. I still looked fashionable but I just kept it simple. Blaine was just wearing jeans and a Zara red striped sweater with his Aldo shoes.

"Do I look okay?" I asked Blaine, wanting his opinion and also wanting to break this weird silence surrounding us.

Blaine's eyes softened at the sight of me, "You look fantastic, as per usual my love. How do I look?"

I stepped in front of Blaine and looped my arms around his shoulders, "Dapper and adorable, just the way I love you."

Blaine smiled at me before leaning in for a kiss. I kissed him back, happy that things between us were okay. I knew that things had been a little off between us since Blaine had seen the bite mark as I knew it had freaked him out. He was probably once again blaming himself despite my insistence that it was not his fault. I was brought back to reality when Blaine gently bit down on my lower lip and nibbled at it. I couldn't help but moan and let out a gasp. My boyfriend took advantage of my state and pushed his tongue into my mouth, gripping onto my hips as he pulled me closer. I could feel Blaine's tongue tracing the root of my mouth, causing me to moan again. I let my hands slide up into Blaine's hair and tugged at the hair at the nape of his neck. This seemed to make Blaine realise what was happening because he pulled away, chuckling at my pout. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my pout before pulling away once again.

"We can't let ourselves get carried away," Blaine lectured as he retracted himself from my embrace.

"Why not?" I demanded, wishing that Blaine and I could just stay locked up in his room forever.

Blaine just chuckled, "We can't, Kurt, because we have school and you need to be taking it easy."

I frowned at that," What was the shower then?"

I was slightly pleased to see that Blaine was blushing, "That was a one off Mr Hummel. Now come on, the Lima Bean awaits."

I watched as Blaine picked up both of our satchels; I had a spare one at Blaine's as well as plenty of outfits.

Blaine turned around and grinned at me, holding out his free hand, "Come on lover boy, coffee's on me. I might even sneak in a cookie for us to share."

I couldn't help but smile at Blaine as I stepped forward to take his hand in mine. We slowly exited Blaine's bedroom and made our way down the stairs, taking it one step at a time. I could see how concerned Blaine was for me and I was incredibly grateful he was there to help me. Blaine seemed to keep me calm as I knew that if I was on my own, I would be rushing about and getting impatient at the fact I had to take it easy. We made it out to Blaine's Prius and he of course opened the door for me then helped me inside. Once Blaine was in the car and had started driving, our usual morning sing-alongs began. I couldn't believe it when Blaine put in the Lady Gaga CD for us to sing to. He had always moaned about her, saying that he was a 'Katy', not a 'Gaga'. I had always responded that he had to get used to the fact he was dating a 'Gaga', not that I didn't like Katy Perry. 'Teenage Dream' would always have a special place in my heart and it was her song.

When we got to the Lima Bean and Blaine had parked the car, he helped me out of the car and helped me hobble across the car park and into the coffee shop. He led me to our usual table and told me he'd be back with our order. I pulled out my phone to pass the time and I noticed I had two notifications. One was that I had a text from my Dad that he had sent only a few minutes ago.

From Dad 08:04
I hope you had fun at Blaine's last night, but not too much fun! Hopefully you boys will have sorted everything out. Are you going to school today? If you're not, I expect you to be nursed back to health at home, not by Doctor Blaine when he should be in school! If you are going to school, please take it easy son! Love you kiddo. Dad xx

I couldn't help but laugh at my Dad's text, as well as trying not to die of embarrassment. The idea of Blaine being 'Doctor Blaine' was extremely tempting but I'd have to save that for another time. I knew Blaine would look extremely dashing in a doctor's coat. I clicked reply to my Dad's text.

From Kurt 08:08
Oh Dad! Yes Blaine and I sorted everything out and I promise you we weren't inappropriate. I am going to school today and I am currently in the Lima Bean with Blaine, drinking coffee. I promise you I will take it easy and I can ensure you that Blaine will be enforcing this too. Love you too Dad. Kurt xx

I scrolled through my phone to check the other notification and I saw it was a missed call from a number I didn't recognise. I noticed the number was the same as the one that called me twice the previous morning. I frowned at the number, trying to recognise it but failing. I just hoped that the next time this person rang that I would be around to answer it and would find out who was trying to contact me. It was probably one of my friend's with a new number or something.

I glanced up to check on the line for coffee and noticed that Blaine was nearly at the front and that he was watching me, a curious look on his face. I just smiled back at him and watched as the barista who always served us called us over.

I could hear Blaine placing the order, "Hi Michelle, can I have a medium drip, a grande non-fat mocha and one of those cookies please?"

"Of course Blaine, that'll be $8.89 please," Michelle replied with a smile as she jotted down the usual order.

I watched as Blaine handed over a ten dollar bill and saw that Michelle glanced in my direction.

"Blaine can I ask? Is Kurt okay? Was he beaten up?" I heard Michelle ask with obvious concern.

Blaine let out a sigh, "He's doing okay. He wasn't exactly beaten up but he was badly hurt. I'm just being the best boyfriend I can for him."

My heart melted when I heard Blaine say that. He was just so adorable at times I just wanted to kiss him all over. I knew we were in public and in Ohio but I wished I didn't have any injuries or bruised ribs so I could pounce on him there and then.

I saw Michelle cover her mouth with her hand, "I can't believe that! Oh my poor sweet Kurt! Here, take two slices of our cheesecake. It's on the house. Tell Kurt to take care and get better soon."

"Oh thank you Michelle. I'll definitely tell him that and the cheesecake will make him feel better," Blaine said with a smile before picking up the tray with our orders on it and now our pieces of cheesecake.

I pretended to be looking out of the window as Blaine made his way over to our table. It was only when he had put the tray down and taken a seat himself when I finally looked in his direction.

"Cheesecake? What's this?" I said, trying to act like I hadn't been eavesdropping.

Blaine just shook his head and chuckled, "I know you. You were listening to what Michelle was saying and know she gave us the cheesecake to help you feel better. She wants you to take care."

"Ah bless Michelle," I said with a smile, not caring that Blaine had caught me out as he knew me so well, "I've eaten so much cheesecake recently. Oh well there's always room for more."

"Cheesecake is like your kryptonite isn't it?" Blaine questioned, still chuckling now at the happiness on my face due to the cheesecake in fact of me.

"Oh yeah it's my weakness!" I exclaimed before picking up my coffee and taking a sip, "Mmm... I sure love coffee too."

"Who texted you before?" Blaine asked as he spilt the cookie for us to share, "Whoever it was actually made you laugh out loud!"

I picked up my phone off the table and retrieved the message my Dad had sent me. I passed my phone over to Blaine and showed him the message's contents.

"Doctor Blaine?" My boyfriend said, looking embarrassed himself, "I can never look your father in the eye again."

"Don't worry sweetie, I told him we didn't do anything inappropriate last night. I'm not lying as the shower was this morning," I told Blaine, with an added wink on the end.

Blaine just groaned and picked up his half of the cookie, obviously seeking comfort in the cookie when he wasn't getting any from me. We sat there for a while just discussing irrelevant things and revelling in our coffee and cookie. We had decided to save the cheesecake until lunch.

I suddenly remembered the number I didn't recognise, "Hey Blaine I've missed three calls from someone but I don't recognise the number. If I read it out, can you tell me if you have it on your phone?"

"Sure baby," Blaine replied as he pulled out his phone. His eyes suddenly widened, "Shit Kurt we have to go now otherwise we're going to be late. How about we do this in Glee practice?"

"No worries," I said, knowing there was no urgency in finding out who the number belonged to. It might even be someone in Glee club and I knew I would eventually find out.

Blaine quickly went up to the counter and asked for a bag for the cheesecake to take out. He put the food away then helped me up. Blaine wrapped his arm around me and we slowly walked out of the Lima Bean and to the Prius, waving at Michelle on the way. We got into the car and Lady Gaga once again started playing.

I let out a sigh, "I hate the fact I can't sing along. I know I'd probably strain my ribs even more if I tried to sing as I normally do."

"You'll be on the mend in no time. I'm sure you'll be absolutely fine for Nationals," Blaine said, trying to reassure.

"I had better be!" I exclaimed, praying to whatever was out there that was this was true, "It's my last Nationals and I can't not be able to take part. That would kill me."

Blaine removed one hand from the steering wheel and took one of my hands, "Kurt don't worry about it. You'll be okay in time for Nationals. We can even go and see your Doctor just to make sure you can sing as you usually do."

I loved how Blaine knew exactly what to say to calm me and stop me from rambling about nonsense. I just needed to rest for a couple of days and not strain my ribs then I should be fine. I would sing at Nationals, graduate then go to New York. I was glad that Blaine and I had sorted out any issues we had about the future. I hoped this meant that it would be smooth sailing ahead over the next year with there being such a distance between the two of us. I couldn't bear it if Blaine and I broke up in the foreseeable future. I would be a mess and probably end up surviving on Ambien and 'The Notebook'. Both of us would need to work at the relationship to ensure that everything ran smoothly.

I hadn't noticed that Blaine had let go of my hand to continue driving and was now pulling into the car park of McKinley High School. He parked the car and switched the engine off. He smiled at me before opening his door and retrieving our bags. I watched as my boyfriend got out of the car, shut his door and made his way around to my side. Of course Blaine was the perfect dapper gentleman and he opened my car door for me. I smiled at Blaine as he extended his hand for me to take. I reached out and took his hand as I slowly got out of the car, not wanting to aggravate any injuries. Blaine immediately hooked both bags over his shoulder and wrapped an arm around my waist to support me. I wrapped an arm around Blaine's shoulder and let myself be led into school. I could probably walk on my own but it was nice to have the closeness of Blaine to me, plus I didn't really trust myself trying to walk on my own. I would probably stumble or aggravate any injuries. Knowing my recent luck I would probably end up falling over and being unable to get back up due to how much pain I was in. I was incredibly grateful that I hadn't fallen over when I had been running away from Scandals as I probably would have just laid there and not being able to get back up. Then again I was probably running on adrenaline so I might have be able to jump back up and get going.

Blaine led me throughout the choir and I noticed people staring at me as we walked by. They had probably heard through the grapevine that I had been missing for several hours and some might have seen me with Santana when I turned up in the choir room. I just kept looking forward and concentrated on Blaine's presence next to me. Blaine led me into the choir room and of course everyone was already there with Mr Schue talking to them about this week's current assignments.

"Kurt!" I heard Santana call out as she rushed over to me, "How are you?"

I smiled fondly at the girl who had helped me so much. It was still strange to think of Santana being care and nurturing but she had really looked after me. I owed so much to her. She had always been a friend of mine but I knew something like this would make us better friends. I could even see myself living with her in New York if she came and didn't go to the University of Louisville.

"I'm good thank you Santana," I replied with a smile, grateful for everything she had done, "Thank you so much Santana for everything you and your family did."

It looked like Santana was blushing at that, "It's no biggie Hummel. I'm glad you're okay. I would have gone all Lima Heights on yo ass if you hadn't been okay. I didn't look after you for you to go and die on me."

I couldn't help but let out a laugh, "I promise you I won't do that. I am sorry for collapsing on you when you finally got me home."

Santana just shrugged, "It was scary for a while but Frankenteen's Mum assured me that you would be okay and for me to return to school. I was relieved when I got a text telling me you had woken up and were okay."

I stepped out of Blaine's grasp and hugged Santana. She hugged me back gently, obviously not wanting to hurt me.

"I love you Santana," I whispered to the girl I was holding, "Thank you for everything."

"I love you too," Santana whispered back, "No need to thank me but remember what I said. Don't go too much into detail about what happened otherwise there'll be hell to pay."

I pulled back and nodded as I did, smiling at my friend who helped me so much. Blaine and Santana led me over to a chair at the side of the choir room before they both sat down next to me. I noticed everyone was staring at me. Finn just smiled at me, obviously happy to see that I was okay and safe.

"Kurt we're so happy to see you," Mr Schue said, grinning at me, "Obviously we were incredibly worried about you, especially after we saw you in the choir room. I was so surprised to see you didn't pass out but glad you didn't. Your Dad rang me this morning and explained that you need to take it easy with the singing for a few days but that's absolutely fine. Good to have you back Kurt."

I smiled at the Glee club leader, "Thank you Mr Schue. Yeah I just need to take it easy but I'll still attend meetings so I don't miss out on anything."

Before Mr Schue could say anything, Puck spoke up, "Right who do we need to beat up? Who hurt my boy?"

I rolled my eyes at that, "Oh Puckerman you always want to beat someone up. Just leave it alone okay?"

Rachel was frowning at me, "What did happen to you Kurt? You're my Best Gay and I'm worried about you."

Before I could say anything, my phone started ringing. I apologised to everyone and pulled out the phone. It was the unknown number. I pressed accept and held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked, wondering who it could be, "Who is this?"

"Kurt?" A voice said, sounding familiar but I didn't place it.

The next thing I knew, Sebastian Smythe was walking into the choir room with his phone to his ear.