Kurt woke up abruptly from a horrible nightmare. He tried to calm himself down by humming 'Some people' from the musical Gypsy which always helped, but this time it wasn't enough. He didn't want to remember what he had just dreamt, but the images kept hitting him in the back of his mind. Blaine screaming his name…Blaine in a car accident… hospital… cemet- he had to stop. Blaine was fine. Or at least he seemed fine.

'Do you know what's wrong with him?'- Jeff asked Kurt two afternoons ago as he pointed with his head at a (dark?) Blaine. Kurt knew. Kurt was the cause of Blaine's face that morning. It had been one week since he ran away from the choir room, leaving a broken Blaine behind.

'I'm such a bad person' he thought every time he looked at Blaine and didn't get one single glance back. They had rushed things. Kurt was worried. Blaine had sent Kurt tons of text messages, tagged him in many Facebook status and sent notes during the classes they shared. Kurt didn't answer any of them, except for a text message. He had to think about the relationship, how they were going to handle things. Were they going to hide this again from Rachel and their friends? A few days later, Blaine stopped trying to communicate with him and that's when Kurt knew. He knew he had to talk with Blaine and explain him what had happened so many days ago. The only thing stopping him from throwing himself onto Blaine and make him forget about everything that had been going on was him. He didn't feel as confident as he felt the first time he agreed to have coffee with Blaine.

'I guess he's been having trouble with grades, I don't really know Jeff, any way, why do you ask me? Do I look like Blaine's journal?'- Kurt replied harshly.

'Hey Hummel, take it easy! I'm just wondering, because you two have been really close these last couple of weeks, so I thought maybe you knew. I'm SO sorry for disturbing you'

'Sorry Jeff. I didn't mean to be such a… such a reckless prick'

'Woah there Kurt! Yes you were kind of bitchy but you are not a reckless prick! What's wrong dude?'

He couldn't hold himself any longer. He had to tell someone, he had to tell Jeff all the pain that he was having, watching Blaine so pushed down as if he hadn't ever smiled or seen a rainbow. Blaine showed no signs of happiness in his eyes, which once were full of joy. Kurt knew he was guilty for both things.

'I- I am'- he breathed heavily- 'I am the cause of Blaine's broken, defeated face'

He told Jeff everything, from the beginning, how they went from hating each other to 'couldn't keep our hands in our pockets when we were close'. Small tears started falling from Kurt's eyes. He was in so much pain, being away from Blaine. He cared too much for him. He knew it was rushed to say it and probably frowned upon by his best friend but he loved Blaine, but he wouldn't take any kind of crap from anyone. He realized that the only thing standing on his way was himself.

He crawled from his bed, covered in sweat. He took his dressing case and went to bathroom number five, praying for it to be empty. Luckily, the gods were on his side as he found himself standing alone in front of the mirror. He examined his body, his face and his eyes. He looked so different from the boy who a month ago had gone through Dalton's doors. He was happier, he knew it. But his eyes didn't seem to be feeling the same way. Whenever his eyes were emerald green or sky blue he felt likely to burst into song but right now, they were grey, old, distant.

He hopped in the shower and took his time to remove the remaining of the nightmare. As he finished, he started feeling a little better about the entire situation. He smiled the entire way from the bathroom to his room. Auditions for the Warblers were held today, and he knew exactly what song he was going to sing.
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Blaine used to believe that the days after finding out, from his dads, that his mom had abandoned him and Rachel in the street, were the toughest days he had to live. He was wrong.

Being away from Kurt more than five minutes made Blaine nervous. Whenever they met in the hallways his heart started to beat faster and he would shiver at any sudden touch with Kurt's hands or sometimes, Kurt's lips.

As soon as Kurt left him in the choir room alone, Blaine knew he would never be able to live that situation again. Seeing Kurt run through that door, and never looking back was something that ached deep in his heart. He grabbed his phone as he tried to stand up and walk to his room.

(08:26) Kurt, what did I do?- xx B

(08:29) Please, Kurt. Let's talk about it- xx B

(08:31) Answer me Kurt. We need to talk- xx B

(08:33) I'm calling you right now- xx B

(08:45) Tenth time I'm calling, please pick up the phone!- B

Blaine's days passed and Kurt didn't answer any of his phone calls, his notes through his door or the ones in class. He would look for Kurt at the cafeteria. He even bought Kurt coffee and he left it in front of his door with a little note with hearts, puppies and 'Sorry!' everywhere. Whenever Blaine went to his room, he would find the coffee and the note, still there, untouched. He wanted to knock Kurt's door down, but he knew how Kurt would react and that would make everything worse. He continued sending text messages to Kurt, everyday at every hour. Until one day, Kurt replied.

(07:20) I missed you in Biology, Kurt. Please, I've been calling you all day long! I even asked Jeff & Nick about you and they said they hadn't talked to you. I don't like it when you sit at the back of the room – xx B

(07:22) I don't know, maybe I should just appear in front of you and oblige you to speak to me- xx B

(07:23) Don't- K

(07:25) OH MY GOD, Kurt! Please let's talk about it. I still don't know what to do. If I did something to upset you, please forgive me. I tend to be a fool when I'm so… well, tangled- xx B

Ten minutes had passed and still there was no reply from Kurt. He started thinking about that day at the choir room. Kurt had been so loose and suddenly had broken their kiss. Maybe Kurt had been uncomfortable with the way things were heating up. He really liked Kurt, he didn't want to lose him, but the blue-eyed boy didn't seem to feel the same way. Blaine's stupid illusions of a future with Kurt were rapidly crashed down.

(07:40) I rushed things right? I knew your heart's been broken before and I stepped on it, I stepped on it real bad. I'm so sorry Kurt. I really am. – xx B

(08:10) I really like you Kurt, but I'm going to leave you alone, I won't stand on your way anymore. I'm sorry. Hope we can still be friends. – B

Every night Blaine would go to sleep, he kissed the thin wall that separated him from Kurt and wished him good night. He still couldn't believe how he hadn't met Kurt by chance in the hallways, considering they were neighbors. He checked his Facebook's inbox, his mobile's inbox but not a sign from Kurt. He felt empty. They had only been dating for two weeks but he had grown so fond of Kurt that he felt it was going to be hard to ever let go. He couldn't even think of not holding Kurt's hand, or sharing a laugh, a movie, a kiss. He called it an early night and drifted to sleep, thinking about the way Kurt's lips moved every time he said his name.

'Tomorrow's audition day, Blaine! Aren't you excited for Kurt?' Trent asked, not even acknowledging the fact that Blaine was on the edge of sleep.

'Oh shit! Tomorrow are the auditions. He is going to sing. Maybe I should skip them… Wes will kill me if I do it' he thought.

'Yeah, super fun. Good night, Trent' he answered as he turned his back to his roommate and closed his eyes, now thinking about the way Kurt's lips move whenever he sang. Tomorrow's going to be a hard day for Blaine.
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'Welcome my fellow Warblers to the weekly audition day! I bet you are as excited as the council! Before we commence with the amazing performances you all have in store, I want to remind you that this is an audition to enter the group, the auditions for the solo parts are held next week. If any of you has doubts please reach me, David or Thad. If you want advice on your performances, please ask our lead man, Blaine Anderson. Let the auditions begin!'- Wes said, as cheers filled the room.

Kurt had never been nervous about a performance before, he knew he would kick ass, but this time Blaine was watching. And he needed for him to fully understand the meaning of the lyrics, as he was singing it for him, only him.

The auditions were held privately, in a room with only Wes, David, and Thad. Blaine would only be a part of the ones he wanted. Kurt needed him there. As soon as the boy next to him entered the room he grabbed his phone.

(09:47) Would you please be in my audition?- K
(09:48) Why? Haven't we *silently* agreed on no talking, no nothing?- B
(09:50) Please, just this, I won't bother you anymore- K
(09:52) you are not bothering me Kurt, I thought this is what we wanted, but ok, I'll be there- B
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At ten o'clock, Kurt was called in. Blaine entered the room one step behind him. 'What am I doing?' Blaine thought as he sat down in the only chair left, which was oddly put in the middle of the room. 'That's strange'

'Good morning. I'm Kurt Hummel and I'll be singing Your Song, by Sir Elton John' he took a tape and put it in the tape recorder. The first piano notes started to flow into the room. Kurt gave Blaine and the council his back and started to sing.

Kurt turned around meeting Blaine's eyes. Only looking at him. Blaine's heart was about to jump out of his ribcage. He felt as everything was finally okay.

Kurt walked forward and caught Blaine's eyes. He was talking to him.

Blaine couldn't keep his thoughts together. Kurt was singing to him. He was expressing everything he couldn't before. Blaine felt like the luckiest guy in the world. Suddenly his lips started to go up, until a wonderful smile was formed in his face. He was happy again. They would work things out, they would fight against the odds and live their love as any other couple would. 'I'm daydreaming again' he thought as Kurt continued singing. 'Elton John will be so jealous if he ever listens to this'

Kurt changed the lyrics to suit his situation. Blaine knew Kurt knew that hazel and blue were very different but he felt his heart jump a little as he felt how much Kurt cared about him, he wanted him to know this was for him, directly addressing his eyes' color.

Kurt stood in front of him. He grabbed Blaine's hand as he sang to the top of his lungs.

The council broke in applause and cheers. Blaine didn't let go of Kurt's hand.

'We were thinking of discussing this, but I think that we all know the answer, right guys?' Wes said, looking at his fellow judges.

'You are in, Kurt! Congratulations!' David shouted. 'Now, go and love each other' he said pointing at him and Blaine.

'We shall do exactly that' Blaine answered before Kurt could even start speaking.

Kurt smiled and thanked the council for the opportunity of performing, but before leaving the choir room he winked at Wes, who winked back.

'What was that about with Wes?' Blaine asked when they were in the empty hallway.

Kurt didn't answer. Before Blaine could apologize and make things okay again, he felt Kurt's lips on him. Life was good again.