"Hey Blaine, how are you feeling," he said slowly, not wanting to alarm the boy.

"Kurt, is that you? Ow, yeah my arms hurt, you okay?"

Kurt laughed, was Blaine seriously asking him whether he was okay, "I'm fine Blaine, don't you worry about me."

He was silent for a moment, "I want to tell you, I don't know you. Maybe it would make things better, I honestly don't know."

Kurt reached over and put his hand on top of Blaine's, "you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want too, it's your life."

He could see Blaine getting tearful again; it hurt when he cried because Blaine just looked like a child who had all his toys taken away.

"No, no, I want to tell you. I finally want to trust someone in my life, but if you beak this.. err.. Trust, I won't do anything, but just know you will break me."

Kurt let out a slow breath a nodded; Blaine was seriously going to trust him. It didn't even matter what he was going to tell him, it probably wasn't even going to be that big.

Blaine took a moment before he started to speak, "well I don't know how to start. When I was young, like really young my mother wasn't around, it was just me and my dad. He said that my mum was working and she needed money to look after us, because my dad was ill. My mum came back when I was six and we were close, really close. One of my mother's 'clients' came to our house one day and I heard them, they were shouting. My mum wasn't working, she was a prostitute and she had gotten aids, this was before I was born though. So I goggled it and I found out what all that was and I didn't think it was a big deal, but she died when I was 12. My dad sent me to Dalton then, he couldn't take it anymore, he said he was sick of me and he didn't want me anymore. He said that I killed my mother and it was my entire fault, so because he couldn't take it he killed himself. Dalton then took me in, it's all sorted, I'm allowed to stay here until 18 when I'm a legal adult and then can make my own choices, but I probably won't have much time. I'm going to die Kurt; my mother passed it on to me. It's not fair, I blame myself all the time. I think about killing myself all the time, I cut and I cute, but I can never do it. I thought I was going to go, but you found me. Thank you Kurt."

They both were in tears now, Kurt more than Blaine. He wiped his face on his shirt and then stood up to face Blaine; he leaned in and gave him a hug. He whispered softly into your ear, "it's not your fault Blaine; it's not your fault."

He heard Blaine sob in his ear and he just clutched him tighter, he felt really bad for him.

Kurt gave him a final squeeze before letting go and returning to his chair, he needed to stay with the boy.

"I'm just scared; it was never a choice to die. I will never get to fall in love, meet the guy of my dreams..."

Kurt's mouth fell open, "you're gay? I just thought you were touchy feel-y," he laughed softly.

Blaine nodded, "yup, most definitely gay," then he panicked, "I don't see you like that Kurt, I promise. They were real nightmares."

"Shh.. Its okay Blaine, I know. You needed comfort," he hushed. "I do get what you mean though, I know I'm not going to die, but I'm scared I'll never meet a guy who will love me for being me."

The boy smiled, "Kurt, don't you worry, there will be plenty of guys ahead of you, you have your whole life to find this perfect guy that will love you for you," he smiled again sadly.

Kurt had never met anyone who was so genuinely nice to him, apart from Mercedes. "Don't worry Blaine, you will find him too."

Blaine was released that afternoon, the friendly woman from the reception drove them both back. They were given two days of just so Blaine could settle in. catch up on his sleep and just feel more comfortable.

They were sitting opposite each over on their beds, no one said a word and Kurt was trying to think of a way to say what he needed.

He plucked up the courage, "Blaine?"

The boy looked up and stared into Kurt, "Mmm.."

He shuffled nervously, "Can you promise me something?"

"That depends what it is, I guess."

He took in a deep breath and just went for it, "can you promise me you won't hurt yourself again?"

Blaine lost eye contact with him, "I can try Kurt, but I can't promise."

"It's okay Blaine, as long as you try."

Kurt took a shower and was tucked up in bed; he was waiting for Blaine, who was in the shower at the present moment. He found himself shaking nervously, what if Blaine was going to cut now?

He then heard the shower stop and the door then rattled, his heart then slowed down a bit. Blaine walked out with only a towel strung low round his hips. Blaine looked horrible with all his scars travelling up and down his legs and all across his arms. He had burns on his chest and back that looked really painful, but old. He looked beautiful though, scars didn't matter they were only a story.

Blaine coughed uncomfortably with Kurt staring at him, "I thought it was okay not to hide."

"Blaine, you never have to hide. You are beautiful, don't you forget that, not ever."

He patted the seat next to him, "sit down."

Blaine clutched at his towel pulling it a bit higher; he then sat next to Kurt. He ran his hand up and down Blaine's chest and up his arms, rubbing his thumb over all the scars.

"Go get dressed, we can watch a movie together if you like," he put in.

Blaine then went into the bathroom and changed into some underwear, he walked out and Kurt's mouth was open again. "I don't normally sleep in clothes, I only started because you came, but if it makes you uncomfortable I can change, if you want."

Kurt shook his head, "to be quite honest, I don't sleep in clothes either," he laughed.

"Right well take all them clothes off, Now!" Both the boys then started to laugh as Kurt began to take of his vest and sweat pants.

Kurt patted the seat next to him again, "come on, let's watch something good."

Blaine hurried over and sat next to Kurt, he pulled the duvet up and rested his head on Kurt's shoulder, "this isn't weird, is it?"

Kurt moved so Blaine was facing him now, "only if you want it to be," he winked.

Two could play at this game, "what if I want it to be?"

Kurt couldn't breathe, crap, what should he say? "We should find out then shouldn't we?"

The both leaned in close and then started to laugh, "I actually thought you were going to kiss me then," Blaine laughed

Kurt playfully pushed his shoulder, "nooo! You were going to kiss me."

"Thanks Kurt," he smiled

He tilted his head and looked at the boy, "for what?"

"I don't know, you just made me more of a person, you made me come out my shell. Still doesn't it stop my life from sucking; it just makes it suck a bit less."

Kurt reached his arm from Blaine and hugged him tight, "anything for a friend."

His head then sprung up in surprise, "crap, the warblers. I totally forgot, I mean of course I'm going to skip these two days, but I have to go back next week."

"Oh. Do you have to? I mean, yeah sure. I swear them lot are vampires or something, I don't get how they're always so perky."

"You calling me a vampire?" He smiled, "why don't you come with me, you can try out for the warblers too."

The boy scrunched his nose up, "I don't do that, I don't sing and all that."

"Well you should, its fun, trust me!"

"I'll come on one agreement," he smirked.

"Hmmm... what might that be?"

"You let me spend the night in your bed, you're so warm and I'm cold, you don't want me to get lonely now, do you?" He gave puppy eyes at Kurt and then sniffed.

"Why do you have to be so damn cute?"

Blaine's puppy look fell, "you think I'm cute?"

"Shut up and go to sleep"

He couldn't help himself, but to smile, "you do, you think I'm c-u-t-e."

"fine, fine you're adorable, now will you please stop."

He clung to Kurt, "never, in fact, I think you're pretty cute too."

"Yeah, but if you are a bad sleeper, you won't think I'm cute if I eat you alive, I need my beauty sleep."

Blaine's face fell serious, "you're already beautiful." He then started to laugh, "I joke, you're as ugly as Quasimodo."

"Right that's it, get out of my bed, now!"

Blaine's face fell back to a puppy, "no Kurt, I promise I'll behave, please? Pretty pretty please?"

"Only because you're cute."

The boys then settled into the bed and Blaine fell asleep quickly, but Kurt was too awake. He had another boy sleeping in his bed, even though it was platonic, it was still weird. He reached over and stroked Blaine's arm, he really was beautiful.

"Kurt," Blaine said softly.

He took his arm back quickly, "Mmmm...?"

"I hope you have sweet dreams."

He smiled, "I hope you do too."

So they both lay their heads on the pillow and had the sweetest dreams they had ever dreamt, both about each over.