It was the day of the concert and everything was set, all they needed was Kurt and that was up to Burt to bring him. Everyone was so excited and in the dressing room setting up. Rachel was hogging all the makeup and constantly rushing backwards and forwards.
“Rachel, come on sit down. You don’t get to sing for five songs yet and you’re singing Defying Gravity.” Tina sighed.
“I’m singing Defying Gravity because it’s the first song that Kurt and I went head to head on. And anyway, Mercedes is singing Beautiful.”
“I think Kurt needs reminding of how beautiful he is, especially now.” Mercedes snapped.
“Enough! We have a full house and Kurt is here.” Blaine said, looking at them all seriously before leaving the room to go and greet his boyfriend.
“Imagine Kurt’s face when he finds out that he doesn’t know most of the people here. They’re the Dalton ponies and their families.” Santana laughed, applying another layer of mascara to her eyes.
“Santana! I don’t think he’ll care. I think he’ll just be so touched that people even showed up and that people, mostly his boyfriend, went out of their way to do this for him, so shut up!” Mike yelled.

“Kurt!” Blaine shouted, running over to Kurt who was holding onto Burt’s arm. “You look amazing as always.”
“Hi Blaine!” Kurt reached out to Blaine and hugged him. “What’s this? Where are we?”
“It’s a surprise, come on; you have a special seat up the front.” Blaine took Kurt’s hand and held him as they walked down the stairs. They got to the bottom where there were reserved chairs for Burt and Kurt, there was one for Blaine next to Kurt for when he wasn’t on stage. A few minutes later, the lights went down and everyone went quiet.
“Hey guys! Wes and David here. Thank you all for coming, it’s a very special reason we’re here tonight and that reason is sat in the front row. Mr. Kurt Hummel. Not long ago, he was blinded in both eyes and almost died and today, we’re going to raise money to help get his home redone and get him special equipment so we can live his life. But tonight wouldn’t have been possible without his amazing boyfriend, Blaine Anderson.” Wes said into the microphone and heard people clapping and whistling.
“You did this for me?” Kurt whispered to Blaine.
“Yes. I really would do anything for you.” Blaine smiled, feeling the kiss that Kurt had just left on his cheek.
“First up, Mercedes Jones singing “Beautiful””

Mercedes walked on stage, her hair curled and wearing red lipstick and a red dress, holding the microphone in her hand and began singing in her amazing voice.
“Every day is so wonderful
And suddenly it's hard to breathe
Now and then I get insecure
From all the pain, I'm so ashamed

I am beautiful, no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring me down, oh no
So don't you bring me down today
No, no, no, no, no

To all your friends, you're delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness, the piece is gone
Left the puzzle undone, ain't that the way it is?

'Cause you are beautiful, no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down, oh no, no, no
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down, oh no
So don't you bring me down today

No matter what we do
No matter what we say
We're the song that's out of tune
Full of beautiful mistakes

And everywhere we go
The sun will always shine
But tomorrow we might awake
On the other side

'Cause we are beautiful, no matter what they say
Yes, words won't bring us down, oh no
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down, oh
So don't you bring me down today, oh
Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today”
Mercedes finished her song, tears in her eyes as well as Kurt’s and probably almost everyone in that auditorium. She looked at Kurt with a big smile and blew a kiss to him, not caring that he didnd’t know it was coming.
“I love you boo. You’re beautiful to me.” She smiled before leaving the stage.

A few songs had gone by, Jeff and Nick’s, Tina’s, Trent’s, Brittany’s and Artie’s and now it was Rachel’s turn. “Wow! Thank you, Mercedes Jones! Next up, we have a future star. Give it up for Miss Rachel Berry!” David announced, watching Rachel walk proudly onto the stage. She was wearing a pink dress with her hair straight and with pink make up.
“I am going to be singing Defying Gravity because it was the first time and song that I had ever been challenged to sing. I was challenged by Kurt and now I dedicate it to him.
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game

Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!

It's time to try defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye I am defying gravity
And you won’t bring me down!

I'm through accepting limits
'cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change
But till I try, I'll never know!

Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love
It comes at much too high a cost!

I'd sooner buy defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
And you won’t bring me down!

I'd sooner buy defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
And you won't bring me down!
bring me down!
ohh ohhh ohhhh!”

Time had gone for the last song, Blaine’s song to Kurt and that was what Kurt was hoping. The whole thing had been so incredible and he just couldn’t wait to hear Blaine sing. Blaine took Kurt’s hand and led him up to the stage where Wes had put two stools up. One for Kurt and one of Blaine. Kurt sat in his and looked in the direction of Blaine’s voice.

“The strands in your eyes that colour them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath.
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth.
Tell me that we belong together,
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.

I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed.
You're my survival, you're my living proof.
My love is alive and not dead.
Tell me that we belong together.
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
And I've dropped out, I've burned up, I've fought my way back from the dead.
I've tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said

I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your...
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

The greatest fan of your life.
...greatest fan of your life.”