It was almost 3 when Kurt finally fell asleep. He just kept apologizing for whatever happened. I told him over and over again that he was not to blame and there was no need to apologize but he couldn't accept that. I'm now setting here beside him as he sleeps in his bed; he looks so innocent sleeping all curled up in a ball as to protect himself from the world.

I keep running the same part of the night over and over again in my head. "Kurt, sweet heart" that's what I said. I don't know why, it just came out so naturally like it's what I was supposed to say. I can't have any type of feelings for Kurt and especially not ones like that. He is just a visitor he will be gone soon I know it he wouln't want to stay here forever... will he?

Plus I don't know Kurt is gay, sure I get the feeling he is by how he acts and the word he mumbles over and over in his sleep, "Sir".  How could anyone hurt him? He looks so fragile like if someone would breathe on him too hard he could just shatter into a million little pieces.

I saw Kurt kick in his sleep than a cry escaped his throat. It wasn't a normal cry not one where you hear someone do when their having a bad dream, it sounded like he was in pain or being tortured.

I sigh knowing what the process is. He will start to yell and I will let him go hoping it will pass but after a few seconds I will give in and wake him. He will cry and apologize for almost an hour before falling back asleep. This process can happen two to three times a night sometimes more.

"So, I was thinking we could go shopping today" Blaine says as we are eating breakfast.

"Why" I ask moving my eggs around my plate not really hungry.

"You can't keep wearing my clothes their way to big on you" He says with a smile. He is right, even though I have gained a little weight in the almost week I've been here it's not even close to being able to feel out his clothes. I look down at the over sized pair of Jogging pants and T-shirt I'm wearing. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to go shopping.

"I don't have any money" I say picking up my plate and taking it to the sink.

"I will play, don't worry about anything" He says coming up beside me setting his plate down on top of mine.

"Are you sure?" I ask. He has to be joking, why would he want to pay for stuff for me?

"Yes, come on" He says with a smile grabbing his keys and wallet of the counter before leading me out the door.

This is the first time Kurt has been outside in almost a week. He looks scared and keeps looking around as if afraid to see someone.

"Let's go in here" I say opening the door for him. We walk into a clothing store which sells every type of clothes you can think of.

I let Kurt lead as he looks around the store. We end up in a men's section he looks through tons of shirts and pants before deciding he doesn't like anything.

After going into two other stores we finally find one he likes, I can tell by the way his eyes light up when he looks around the room at all the clothes.

We walk over to a section which if filled with shirts and jackets.

"This is so nice" He says as he holds up a white shirt with some design on the front of it.

He looks down at the price tag and quickly places it back on the rack.

"Go try it on" I say picking it up and handing it to him.

"But it-"

"Just go" I smile and he takes the shirt with a small grin.

Money is gladly one thing I don't have to worry about. I never like to call my family rich but that's basically what we are. When I moved out my dad put more money than I will ever need in an account for me. That plus what I'm earning at work is enough for me to live a nice life style and get whatever I want no matter what the price.

I look at myself in the mirror. The shirt I'm wearing is from a designer I've never heard of but it's amazing. Style is one thing I've always loved and been good at.

I look at the tag again that reads $55.95 and sigh this much for one shirt.

I debate telling Blaine I don't like it or it didn't fit right but the truth is I'm in love with this shirt and half the other clothes in this store.

"Come, let me see" I hear Blaine say from the other side of the door.

"No" I say quickly changing back into my over sized shirt.

I walk out holding the shirt and I can't help but smile.

"You like it?" Blaine asks and I just nod not looking at him.

I ended up spending well over $1,000 on our little shopping spree. I got Kurt so many shirts, Jackets, Pants, Shoes, Scarves, Hats, Sunglasses, and countless other things that he wanted.

I think he could have asked for a new car and I couldn't have said no to him.

"Home sweet home" I say as I open the front door. I flip on the switch and set down the bags that are filling my arms.

Kurt waddles in behind me his arms full as well trying to see over the top.

"Thanks for all of this" I he says as he heads to his room and I pick back up the bags I had been holding and follow him.

"No problem" I say "So do I ever get to see you wearing any of this?" I ask placing the bags gently on his bed.

"Yes, after I shower" He says and I agree heading off to do some chores.

By the time Kurt has showered and locked himself in his room for an hour I'm setting on the couch reading a book when he comes in wearing a nice blue colored shirt which hangs down showing off his slim shoulders. He has tight black jeans on which goes along perfectly with the shirt and a pair of shoes that match both.

His face is so bright and his smile stretches from ear to ear.

"What do you think?" He asks standing in front of me spinning around slowly.

"You look amazing" I say looking over his slim body.

He just blushes and disappears back into his room. He continued to model his clothes for me each outfit put together perfectly and each one showing off the real Kurt.

That night Kurt slept in peace not one nightmare waking us up. I still refused to sleep in my own room though. I just took my normal seat beside Kurt resting my head on the side of the bed and slowly letting myself fall asleep.