Week 6 Day 3

Kurt started practicing his song as soon as he got home from his date in the meadow with Blaine, which had ended with an extremely awkward walk back to the car. At least no one noticed their stained jeans and Blaine had extra swim trunks they could wear for the hour drive home.

He didnt dream again that night, which gave Kurt hope that he was getting over his posttraumatic stress, and he knew Blaine was the reason for it.

That morning after breakfast, he went back up to his room to practice his piece. His cell phone rang almost immediately before he started singing.

"Hey," Kurt said as he answered the phone.

"Hey Kurt, so umm…its Blaine."

"I know. Cell phones have caller ID, remember?" He chuckled.

"Right, sorry. Still getting used to having one again…Im not talking to you too much am I? I dont want you paying more than you have to…"

"Everything is fine Blaine. Well…is everything okay?" Kurt could tell Blaine was nervous about something from the tone in his voice. "Are you still going to come over today? I was practicing my song last night for you."

"Why wouldnt I? I mean—of course. What time are your parents taking Ms. Annie to her doctors appointment?"

"Her appointment is at 1:30 so they will be out of the house by one. So I guess you could come over around then."

"That sounds great." Blaine replied. "I have to run some errands with my grandmother this morning but we should be done by twelve. I dont have to work today either, or for the rest of the week."

"Why dont you have to work this week?"

"Pulled a few strings. Killed a few people. You know the drill." Kurt laughed and Blaine continued, "Basically, I just wanted to be able to spend all of Fourth of July week with you."

Kurt paused for a moment. He had totally forgotten the day of the week let alone the date. It was already July? He walked over the calendar hanging over his desk and noticed that July 4th was only two days away.

"Are you sure? I dont think your grandmother will be happy if she finds out youre with me on your week off…"

"Shes never going to find out…She can never find out," he said softly.

"And she wont…Weve been careful with where we go and who sees us so we should have nothing to worry about."

"I hope so…" They were both silent for a moment before Blaine changed the subject. "I have some things planned for Wednesday. Ocean City always has this amazing Independence Day firework show and I know the most perfect place to watch them..."

"You arent going to tell me anything else about it, are you?"

"You know me oh so well." Blaine mused. "Umm… I wanted to know-" Blaine stopped suddenly and Kurt heard someone calling his name in the background. "I have to go. See you at one, bye." Kurt heard more yelling before Blaine finally hung up.

"Blaine?" Once Kurt realized he was gone he put down the phone and began to practice his song again. He knew the song by heart and had been singing it for years, but he wanted to make sure it was perfect for Blaine.

Kurt had been on the couch waiting for Blaine for at least half an hour. He was scared something was wrong, but he didnt want to call him in case he was still with his grandmother. He didnt expect for Burt, Carole, and Aunt Annie to be back for at least two more hours, but they were running out of time if they wanted to do anything that Kurt had been hoping they would do with their alone time. Kurt knew Finn would be in his room, but he was too dubious to figure anything out anyway.

Over the course of the half hour Kurt checked his phone multiple times to make sure he hadnt missed a text from Blaine. He ended up practicing his song at least ten more times and then making a turkey sandwich for himself to pass the time. He was finally about to give up waiting when the doorbell rang.

Kurt nearly leaped off the couch in pursuit for the front door. He stopped for a moment in front of the door to smooth down his shirt and hair. He took in a deep breath and calmly opened the door to see Blaine standing in front of him in a black, striped sweater and jeans.

"Its good to see you. I was beginning to get worried," Kurt said with a relieved tone.

"Sorry," Blaine mumbled, eyes down toward the ground.

"Is everything alright?" Kurt asked concerned, still standing in the doorway.

Blaine nodded in response to Kurts question. "May I come in?" He asked picking up the strength in his voice.

Blaine finally looked up and Kurts eyes widened and mouth dropped almost immediately.

Blaines eyes were completely bloodshot and he was at least ten shades paler than his normal tan completion.

Kurt nodded, not taking his eyes off of Blaine as they entered into the house and ended at the piano in Aunt Annies room. They sat down on the piano bench side by side and Blaine put his fingers on the keys. "You printed sheet music for me?" He asked, looking at the sheet music on the piano Kurt had taken forever to find.

Kurt turned and laid his hand on top of Blaines that was closest to him. After a few moments of silence Blaine turned his head and met Kurts eyes, sweat dripping down his forehead. His eyes were dark and swollen, and his hand felt like it was on fire. "Blaine, are you feeling alright?" Kurt asked in a soft yet alarmed voice.

"Im fine," he said quickly. "Come on, I really want to hear you sing. I know you are amazing and if we dont get started soon it might be too late and-"

Kurt put his hand on Blaines forehead and he stopped talking instantly.

"Blaine…Youre burning up." Kurt said moving his hand to cup Blaines cheek.

Blaine nodded into Kurts hand. "It was hot outside. Im okay…"

"You are definitely not okay. Do you need to lie down or something?"

Blaine took Kurts hand off his cheek and held it. "Im fine. It must be because my car broke down and I practically had to run here from my house." He smiled and rubbed the back of Kurts hand with his thumb. "Really, I feel fine."

"You sure?" Kurt asked skeptically.

"Sure as Ill ever be. How could I ever feel anything less than perfect when Im with you?"

Kurt blushed and decided to set up the sheet music up for Blaine on the piano. He still didnt believe that everything was alright, but he didnt want to make things worse by pushing the subject for too long. He remembered what happened the last time he wouldnt let something go…

Blaine played a few chords and the intro to the piece to becoming familiar with it. "Are you ready?" Blaine asked still playing.

"Ive sang Celine Dion in French Blaine, of course Im ready." Kurt said playfully.

"Just making sure…" Blaine said starting the intro of the song. Kurt thought the arrangement he chose of the song was extremely beautiful, and he was glad it wasnt too hard for Blaine to sight read.

Kurt sat facing forward on the piano bench, hoping that it would allow Blaine to hear him over the sound of the piano. He took in a large inhale before singing with perfect tone and clarity:

Every night in my dreams

I see you, I feel you

That is how I know you go on

Kurt noticed a large smile spread across Blaines pale face as he sang the first lines.

Far across the distance

And spaces between us

You have come to show you go one

Blaine never faltered as he played and neither did Kurt as he sang. It was as if they were in their own little world where no one could find them, or take away what they had together.

Near, far, wherever you are

I believe that the heart does go on

Once more you open the door

And youre here in my heart

And my heart will go on and on

Kurt closed his eyes and tried to imagine a world where everything was perfect. A world where he and Blaine could be forever together, singing and laughing and being teenagers. A world where Blaines parents accepted him and the world accepted who they were.

Kurt came to the last chorus and sang out with even more emotion:

Youre here, theres nothing I fear

And I know that my heart will go on

Well stay forever this way

You are safe in my hear

And my heart will go on

Blaine closed the song and slowly lifted his hands off the keys. Kurt waited for him to say something but he just kept his head facing forward.

"So…Did you like it?" Kurt asked after another few moments of silence.

"Like it…" Blaine repeated. He shook his head and looked as if he was bringing himself back to reality. "Did I like it? I wouldnt really say that…" Kurt looked at him confused. "Its just, your voice is so unique and breathtaking…I couldnt really say anything less than I absolutely loved it."

Kurt smiled in relief. "Well thank you. And youre not just biased because you love everything that I do?" Kurt asked teasingly.

"Absolutely not. No wonder you got into a school in New York. You were probably at the top of their list."

"Oh, stop it," Kurt said pushing him playfully. "Im not that amazing."

Blaine turned to him and smiled. "Nope. You are definitely that amazing," he said mocking Kurts tone. He paused for a moment. "I think, if a voice could cure cancer…it would be yours." Blaine leaned in a gave Kurt a quick kiss on the cheek, heat still radiating off his body.

"Would you like something to eat?" Kurt asked quickly, realizing Blaine must have never gotten a chance to eat. "Ive already eaten lunch but I can make something for you if you want."

"Im not really that hungry but thank you for asking."

"Well…if youre not hungry than maybe we could go up to my room? We could watch a movie or something…"

"Or something..." Blaine repeated with a flirtatious smile on his face. Kurt couldnt stop thinking of how pale Blaine looked, his body still warm.

"Are you sure youre okay?" Kurt asked yet again.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Please stop asking me that Kurt. I feel wonderful, never been better." He stood up and held out his hand for Kurt to take. "Come on, we wont have any time if you keep stalling like this."

"Im not stalling. I just want to make sure youre alright-"

"And I told you, I am perfectly fine." Blaine persisted, his breathing becoming slightly heavier.

Kurt knew something wasnt right, so he decided it would be best if him and Blaine didnt do anything physical. He would much rather enjoy a calm, relaxing day with Blaine. "I would really feel better if we just watched a movie." He said quickly.

"Is it because you dont want to do that with me anymore? I mean, I know Im inexperienced but I thought that we were going to work on that together."

Kurt stood up and held Blaines hand, standing only inches in front of him. "Of course I want to be with you like that, Blaine. Youre amazing…in that area." Kurt couldnt help but blush as the memory of the last two days flooded his mind. "Its just-"

Blaine put his hands on Kurts hips and pulled himself in so they were flush against each other. "I know you want to…" He whispered into Kurts ear, his tone totally changing. "Ive had an awful day…and I just really want to touch you…I can make you feel good…" Blaine latched his mouth onto Kurts neck, sucking hard. Kurts eyes widened in surprised and then fluttered shut as he felt Blaine run his tongue over spots he had been sucking on. "I want you…right now…please Kurt…"

Kurt had never heard Blaine talk like this before. And as much as he didnt want it to, Blaines begging was turning him on. "Blaine, we cant…"

"But we can…" Blaine said wrapping his arms around him and sliding his hands into the back of Kurts jeans.

Kurt needed some air, and Blaine was making him extremely hot, just from the amount of body heat alone. "Okay…" He breathed.

Blaine slowly backed away and took Kurts hand, leading him out of the room. "Wait a second," Kurt said before they started up the stairs. Blaine looked back and waited for Kurt to say something else. "Oh, umm…I need to get something before we start…Ill be right back."

Blaine nodded, "Ill just go upstairs then, dont be too long."

"I wont," Kurt said forcing a smile before turning around and heading toward the kitchen. There was obviously something wrong with Blaine. He had never acted like this before. What was he supposed to do? Should he tell Blaine just to go home and get some rest?

He paced the kitchen for a few moments before hearing a thud come from upstairs.

"Blaine?" He called walking up the stairs. He walked into his room and realized that Blaine was nowhere to be seen. "Blaine?" He called again, a little more anxious. He walked quickly down the hall, deciding that he would go see if Finn had seen him. On his way to Finns room he heard sounds coming from the hall bathroom. "Blaine, is that you?" He said knocking on the door. No one responded. "Answer me. Blaine are you alright?" Kurt couldnt take it anymore so he slowly turned the knob and opened the door.

Blaine was sitting on floor hunched over the toilet, breathing heavily. He looked up and met Kurts eyes. Before Kurt could do anything, Blaines eyes widened and he started throwing up into the toilet violently. Kurt ran immediately to Blaines side, rubbing his back as he heaved what seemed like more than he could possibly have in his stomach.

Once he had stopped, Blaine waited over the toilet just in case it started again while Kurt rubbed his back carefully. "Im sorry," Blaine finally said, not looking up. "I should have listened to you."

"Dont be sorry," Kurt soothed.

"I should be sorry for acting like that. I really dont know what I was doing."

"Its okay, I knew you werent being yourself. It was probably the fever talking."

Blaine nodded and started to sit back. Kurt helped him sit back against the wall and put his hand on his forehead again. His head was even warmer than it was before. "Blaine…"

"I know…Do you have any Tylenol?"

"Is that all you need?" Kurt said pushing Blaines sweat drenched hair off his forehead.

Blaine nodded weakly and Kurt stood up and looked in the bathrooms medicine cabinet for something to bring down Blaines fever. He found the Tylenol and filled a small cup with water. He squatted down next to Blaine and handed him the medicine. "Do you want to go lie down?" He asked thoughtfully.

Blaine shook his head slowly. "I think if I move we will have a rerun of the previous episode."

Kurt gave him a small smile of reassurance and kissed his forehead. "Okay, Ill be right back."

"Ill be here."

"Promise?" He said standing in the doorway.

"Promise," Blaine repeated.

Kurt ran downstairs and got a large bucket out of one of the closets, deciding it would be best if Blaine wasnt sitting on the cold bathroom floor for too long. He went to the kitchen sink and wet a washcloth for Blaines forehead, hoping it would help his temperature.

He raced upstairs as fast as he could and ran into the bathroom, seeing Blaine was in the exact same position as he was before. He had his eyes closed and his head resting against the wall. Kurt knelt down next to him and lay the wet cloth on his forehead.

Blaine opened his eyes and smiled at Kurt. "Thank you."

"I think we should move you to my room. I brought you a bucket in case you get sick again."

"I guess so…" Blaine sighed, obvious that he didnt want to move.

Kurt helped Blaine up and walked him down the hall and into his room, placing him gently on the bed. He pulled the sheets up and lay the wet cloth back on his forehead as Blaine hummed and closed his eyes, seeming to feel a little better.

Kurt pulled up a chair from the back of his room and set it right next to the bed. He held Blaines hand and started running his fingers through his curls with the other, trying to let Blaine relax. Blaine closed his eyes and Kurt started humming a lullaby that his mother used to sing to him.

His fever must have been incredibly high to produce the side effects it did. It hadnt seemed to go down any since he took the medicine, but those things always took a while to kick in.

Kurt stopped humming after about ten minutes and kissed the back of Blaine hand, upset that Blaine was so sick. Blaine opened his eyes and looked at Kurt in a way that he never had before."I love you," Blaine said without any uncertainty or hesitation.

Kurt paused for a moment, realizing it was the first time Blaine had ever said that to him. Was it just the fever talking? Did he really know what he was even saying? Blaine was looking at him with most adoring eyes he had ever seen, even through the red and purple rings around them.

He had wanted to tell Blaine he loved him since the night he came to help him through his nightmare. Even if it was the fever talking, Kurt knew Blaine probably meant it.

It wasnt exactly how he had expected it, just like he hadnt expected their first kiss. But he knew what he wanted to say in return.

"I love you, too," Kurt said.

"You love me…" Blaine said, almost too soft to hear. A large smile spreading across his face as he looked at Kurt with affectionate eyes.

"I love you…" Kurt said again, almost as if he was reassuring Blaine and himself.

Blaine stayed silent for a moment, looking as if he was thinking deeply about something."Kurt?"

"Yes, Blaine? Is something wrong?"

"Even if we couldnt be together…would you still love me?"

"Of course I would," Kurt said. "And well be together. New York is only two hours away so I can visit you all the time."

"You know what would be nice?" Blaine asked while closing his eyes again.

"What would?"

"If I could be with you forever," Blaine sighed. "But there are so many things in the way. Like this summer…my grandma. And my parents stopped loving me, that means you could too, right?"

"Why would you ask something like that?"

He opened his tired eyes and looked at Kurt solemnly. "Because…youre the only person in this world who loves me," he said quietly, tears coming to his eyes.

"That cant be true…"

Blaine looked away from Kurt and nodded. How could a person live without knowing they were loved? Even the people who were supposed to love him unconditionally gave up on him.

Kurt took Blaines hand and held it to his own chest, which caused Blaine to look back into Kurts eyes. "No matter what happens…" Kurt began, "Im not going to do what your parents, or anyone else in your life has done to you. I promise."

"And I promise to be here for you," Blaine whispered in return.

They were silent for a few minutes, staring lovingly into each others eyes before the washcloth on Blaines forehead slipped off and covered his eyes. Blaine started laughing at himself and Kurt couldnt help but start laughing as well. Kurt loved the sound of Blaines laughter and wished he could hear it more often. Kurt lifted one side of the washcloth to reveal of Blaines eyes. "Hello there," he said playfully.

Blaine giggled as Kurt took the washcloth off his forehead. "Im feeling much better now," he said smiling as Kurt threw the washcloth into the empty bucket beside the bed.

"Im glad you are. Do you know what you might have?" Kurt asked.

Blaine tried pushing himself up into a seated position and fell back, not yet strong enough to support his own weight.

"Let me help," Kurt said sitting Blaine up and setting moving few pillows for him to sit against.

"Thanks," he said once he was sitting up comfortably. "I dont think its serious. Probably just a virus or something. The Tylenol should keep the fever down…"

"Well do you want any soup or something? I could make some for you, if you want."

"Shouldnt I be getting home? I mean, your parents are bound to be home any minute. I dont want you to get in trouble..."

"Blaine, you cant walk home on your own, especially in your condition."

"You could come with me…You know, to make sure I dont get hit by a car or abducted by aliens…"

"Because we all know the aliens want to take you back to your home planet," Kurt smirked.

"Ill go only as long as you come with me," Blaine said sweetly.

Did anything come out of his mouth that was neither a compliment or hopelessly romantic? "But really, are you sure youre well enough? I dont want you to get sicker."

"Im fine. Watch." Kurt lifted an eyebrow as Blaine nearly hopped off the bed. Kurt stood up as soon as he knew Blaine was about to fall over, catching him and supporting him upright.

"Yes, Blaine, I find this perfectly fine."

"Really, I can walk home. I just got up too fast." Blaine sighed before standing up fully straight and stepping out of Kurts hold. "My grandmother is expecting me home soon. She knows I dont have work this week, and shes already angry enough at me as it is. I know I can make it if you come with me… but I just really have to get home."

The urgency in Blaines voice made Kurt reconsider. He knew how his grandmother was, and he didnt want Blaine to get in trouble. "Okay…" He finally said.

Blaine smiled and they started getting ready to leave, Blaine going to brush his teeth with one of Kurts spare toothbrushes while Kurt texted his dad and told if he wasnt home not to worry. He also went to tell Finn that he was leaving, finding out he had slept through the whole ordeal, not even knowing Blaine had come over.

Blaine seemed to be doing okay on the way to his house. The fever had definitely broken and the color was coming back to his skin. Kurt just hoped that his grandmother wouldnt be to upset about him being sick.

When they reached the house Blaine took Kurts hand pulled him around to the side of his house, stopping at a small window. "This is the window to my room," he said slowly. "If you ever need me and cant reach me, I want you to come and find me. I usually dont leave my room so if Im home Ill be in here." Blaine lifted the pulled the window up, "I always leave it open, just in case."

"Okay…I hope you feel better soon. Do you think you will be well enough for the Fourth of July?"

"I will make sure I am," Blaine said, stepping closer so he was only a few inches away from Kurt. He kissed Kurt on the cheek and whispered, "I love you," into his ear.

"I love you, too," Kurt whispered back, as if Blaines grandmother could hear them.

Blaine pulled back and started making his way into his window. "Thank you, for everything, and your singing is beautiful," he said, reminding Kurt just how much had happened in those short hours.

"I guess Ill see you Wednesday?" Kurt said, not exactly knowing what else to say.

"I cant wait," he said smiling before ducking his head under the window sill.

Kurt started walking away and Blaine poked his head back out, "And Kurt?" Kurt already knew what they both wanted.

Kurt turned around ran back to Blaine, kissing him hard from outside the window. He didnt even care if he would get sick, just knowing he wouldnt see Blaine for two days made him want to give him a proper goodbye.

They stood for a few more moments, Kurt holding Blaines head still as they kissed. They finally pulled apart and smiled. "Thank you for loving me," Blaine said genuinely.

"Thank you for letting me love you," Kurt said in return, remembering how scared Blaine was to be in a relationship with him in the first place.

When they finally parted ways, Kurt thought again about how lucky he was. Even though today wasnt one of their best days, Kurt knew they had many to come. They would help each other through the hard times, and make the other feel loved until the bright times came again.

That night Kurt did have a dream, but in this dream, he spent the rest of his life with Blaine, as they constantly exchanged the words "I love you" without caring who heard them.

Thank you for reading!

Im putting it on this chapter because it seems like this chapter gives the most away. I promise you right here and now that this story will not have a sad ending (like KB character death). Bad things may happen, but in the end it will all work out.