Week 3 Day 7

It was Friday evening and Kurt and Blaine were sitting on a blanket under the lifeguard stand like they had done so many times before. It had been a busy day so Blaine had to stay extra attentive, although no one no one needed saving.

They spent the entire day together. In fact, they had started by watching the sunrise, then going back home to make sure their families didnt realize they were gone. After breakfast they went out to have coffee together and then Blaine showed Kurt some stores around the boardwalk until it was time for him to begin his lifeguard duties.

Kurt was finding it exceptionally hard to keep himself from staring at Blaine. The way his skin glowed in the sunlight, and how badly he wanted to run his fingers over it. Or how much he wanted to kiss those light pink lips moving right in front of him…

"…Kurt. Hello?" Blaine said snapping Kurt out of his gaze.

"What? Oh, sorry. You were saying?" He said, trying to get back into the conversation that he had missed half of.

"I was saying we should go down to the dock tonight. Its a really clear night, great for stargazing. Of course, only if you want to," Blaine asked smiling. They had never gone down at night before, and Kurt thought about how beautiful the stars would look bouncing off the calm water.

"That sounds great," Kurt answered. "But wont your grandma be wanting you home soon?"

Blaines eyes drifted away from Kurts, "Yeah…about that…I kind of told her I was going to the lock in at my church tonight…"

Kurt made a fake gasp, "Blaine Anderson, are you telling me you lied? This cannot be so."

Blaine gave him a playful push on the shoulder, "Stop it. I had full intention of going at the time, so it wasnt a lie. Its just something way better came up."

"Mhm. Well my curfew is at one oclock. Did your plan include a place to stay? Because she is definitely going to know you lied if you come home in the middle of the night."

"Again, not a lie. She will be asleep by the time I get home and I always leave my window unlocked to my room. So Ill just sneak in and wake up before she does."

All of this just to watch the stars with Kurt? Why was he so special to him? He was nothing special.

"I guess we should get going," Kurt said grinning.

They arrived at the old pier at about 9:30, dropped their bags by a tree at the end of the beach, and sat themselves down at the end on the dock like they had done every time before. Except this time the water was coming up to their calves, which was odd because it was almost low tide.

The boys lay back and looked at the night sky, clear with glowing stars. Kurt was wearing a tight swim shirt and shorts whereas Blaine was wearing a gray T-shirt and his red swim trunks. There was a cool breeze blowing in their direction, and Kurt thought the night couldnt be any more perfect.

"You see that one?" Blaine said pointing to another constellation. Kurt nodded and Blaine continued, "Thats Libra, oh, and over there," he pointed to a different constellation, "thats Ursa Minor, or the Little Dipper. And you know whats at the handle?" he asked.

"What?" Kurt replied playfully.

"The north star. Its actually my favorite star. Not just because it is the most famous or anything. Sure, its not the brightest star it the sky, but I know as long as I know its there, I will never lose my way." Blaine said honestly.

"How do you know so much about astronomy?" Kurt asked.

"Its my favorite class. Spending so much time by myself allowed me to study the stars. I used to want to be an astronomer someday."

"What happened?"

"Life happened I guess," Blaine said simply.

They were quiet for a few minutes, their hands resting on their chests, just staring at the night sky before them.

Kurt noticed something shoot across the night sky right by the horizon. He sat up and pointed, "Look Blaine, a shooting star!" He felt like a giddy five-year-old, but he had never seen one before. Blaine sat up and looked at the star pass before closing his eyes. "What are you doing?" Kurt asked.

"Making a wish," he said softly with his eyes still closed. Kurt decided to follow along and made a wish as well. He really didnt know what to wish for. Should he wish that he could spend the rest of the summer in Blaines arms? That they could be together longer than just the summer? Or that they could be together at all? He ended up wishing for the thing he simply wanted the most: For Blaine to kiss him.

Kurt opened his eyes and stared at the sky. How did Blaine always seem to find the most beautiful things in life?

"Its so beautiful," Kurt said looking straight up into the sky, his feet kicking around in the water.

"You are," Blaine said effortlessly, taking Kurt by surprise. When he looked over at Blaine, he saw that he was already staring at him.

"What did you say?" Kurt asked surprised, hope present in his words.

Once Blaine realized what he said, he automatically tensed and tried to fix his mistake, "I-I mean, its- its beautiful. The sky, I mean. The sky is beautiful. Why would you be beautiful? I mean- were just friends and-"

"Oh." Kurt muttered disappointed and feeling rejected. Why didnt he think he was beautiful?

"I didnt mean it. Like, were friends, why would we be anything more than that?" Blaine said quickly.

"Yeah…why would we?" Kurt said quietly as his eyes started watering. He turned his head so Blaine couldnt see he was crying. Why couldnt they be more than friends?

Kurt had stopped being so na�ve. Kurt realized the night of Blaines birthday how much Blaine really liked him. He saw the way Blaines eyes would flicker to his lips whenever they talked at the beach. How Blaine would react if they ever accidently touched. He wanted to let Blaine have time, but he just couldnt play this game much longer without getting his heart broken.

"Kurt, dont cry. Im sorry, I just-"

"Why dont you want to be with me?" he said, regretting it as soon as he did.

"What—"

"I can see the way you look at me, Blaine. I can see you have some sort of feelings for me. You cant go to sleep at night without hearing my voice. You took me here, your special place that youve never taken anyone before."

"Kurt-" Blaine trying to find the other boys eyes, but Kurt wouldnt look at them.

"Am I just supposed to sit here and wait for you to make up your mind?" Kurt said, finally looking into his eyes. "We only have a few more weeks together. I cant wait forever." Kurt knew he was lying to Blaine. He knew he would wait forever for him.

"Because I-Im…" He trailed off for a moment and then came back, "Do you know why I live with my grandmother?"

Kurt realized then that he had never found out why Blaine lived with his grandmother. He knew it had something to do with his parents, but that was it. "No…you never told me."

"Thats because Ive never told anyone." Blaine voice became quieter. "My parents…they kicked me out at 16, and made me live with my grandmother here." His voice was distant, and Kurt could feel that it took all the energy in him to get out each word.

"Why?" But Kurt knew why.

"Because Im gay," Blaine looked up at the sky. "Its kind of funny, the last time I said that to anyone I got the crap beaten out of me."

"At school?"

"No, it was my dad. My own father beat me until I almost had to be hospitalized." He was close to tears and Kurt could feel it.

"Blaine…Im so sorry-"

"I came out to them when I was about to turn 16. My dad told me that if I ever told anyone else, or acted on my sinful urges that he would do much worse than just beat me. How God would damn the whole family. I even tried to change. I even dated a girl for a few weeks. But I knew. I knew I couldnt change who I am."

Kurt had never been so thankful to have his father be so understanding of who he was. How could parents want to beat their own children?

"I still never told anyone at school, but I was close to. I liked this guy in my History class, and I had written in my journal, along with other things, that I was going to ask him to the Sadie Hawkins dance." Oh no.

"My father found it," he continued, "I still dont know what he was doing in my room. I think he was looking for it, though. That day after school," tears started to stream down both Blaines face, "…he found me. I had never been so scared in all of my life. He just kept hitting me, over and over again." Blaine wasnt even looking at Kurt anymore. Frustrated tears fell from his eyes.

"Blaine, you dont-" He was about to tell him that he didnt need to know anymore, but Blaine kept going.

"And my mother just walked away. She could hear me while she was up in her room. But she didnt care. He finally sent me to live with my grandmother here, telling her to only send me back if I had changed. She wouldnt let me talk to boys, so she homeschooled me and hardly ever let me out of the house without her supervision. It was like I was sent to one of those places where parents send their gay children, but I think it was worse. I mean, she was the one who raised my father. She made him that way…" He said drifting off looking into the ocean.

After a few moments he continued, "After a while, I just decided to go along with it. I dated a few girls from the church that my grandmother forced me to go to. She even thinks Im cured now. But when she called my parents, they wouldnt take me back. And I think they know that Ill never change. These past two years…Ive felt so alone." Blaine finally broke out a sob.

Kurt finally couldnt take it any longer and threw his arms around Blaine and held him. "Youre not alone anymore. Im here for you." Kurt whispered into his ear.

"Im so sorry I couldnt tell you, Kurt," he said into his shoulder. "I dont know whats wrong with me. If my grandmother found out, she would call my father…"

"Shh…dont worry. I can wait, I can wait until you mean it-"

Blaine sat up and looked into Kurts swollen eyes. He slowly brought his hand to Kurts cheek, "But I lied to you, Kurt…I think you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen…Do you want to know what I wished for?"

Kurt slowly nodded into Blaines hand, "Yes," he breathed.

"I wished…that at least just once…I could kiss you," Blaine said honestly as his eyes flickered to his lips.

Kurts heart was beating out of his chest. He and Blaine had wished for the exact same thing. Doesnt telling someone your wish mean it wont come true? Well, Kurt still had his wish left.

"Why dont you then?" He said breathlessly.

And without any hesitation, Blaine leaned in and met Kurts lips with his. It was soft and gentle as Blaine held Kurts face in his hands. Kurt closed his eyes and kissed back, hoping the moment would never end. Maybe it wasnt exactly how he imagined their first kiss, but he wouldnt have had it any other way.

After a few moments they both pulled apart and looked into each others eyes, "You dont know how long Ive wanted to do that," Blaine said, almost out of breath.

"You can do it again, you know," Kurt said back, and within moments they were kissing again, but this time much more passionately. They were both kneeling on the dock, facing each other, as Kurts fingers began to thread into Blaines hair.

He experimentally ran his tongue against Blaines lips. Blaine willingly opened his mouth, letting Kurts tongue slip inside. They were both inexperienced, but Kurt didnt think anything could get better than kissing Blaine.

After a few minutes, they lay down on the dock, facing each other, and began to kiss again. They didnt even care how uncomfortable it was. Kurt was cupping Blaines face in his hands this time while Blaine rested his hands on Kurts waist. They lay there kissing for a while until finally they stopped just to look at each other.

"Hi," Blaine said softly.

"Hi…" Kurt said back. He let out a small yawn and Blaine turned onto his back, allowing Kurt to lay half on top of him, his head on Blaines chest. And just like that, both boys fell asleep under the light of the moon and the stars.

Kurt and Blaine were both startled awake by a loud boom of thunder. And just as they opened their eyes, the rain started pouring on top of them. Both boys shot up immediately, realizing they couldnt see more than two feet in front of them because of the amount rain that was falling.

The only source of light came when lightning broke through the sky. Kurt could see how then water was hitting the front of dock and splashing on top of them. The wind was incredible, stirring the water in every way possible.

"Kurt! Come on!" Blaine yelled tugging on Kurts arm, but he couldnt move. Every time there was a bolt of lightning, Kurt felt as if he was back on the boat the night his mother died. He tried to snap out of it, but images just started getting worse and worse.

He started rocking back and forth, unable to control the shock that was running through his body. His heart was beating faster and faster…unable to get his thoughts straight.

He was closing his eyes but he could hear the faint sound of Blaines voice telling him he needed to get up, that he wasnt on the boat.

Blaine. He needed to go, he needed to move so they could get back home. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Blaine staring right into them. "Kurt, youre going to be okay," he said convincingly.

Kurt nodded and took his hand. Once they stood up, Kurt tumbled back onto one of the wooden boards at the end of the dock, and it snapped, causing Kurt to fall backwards into the water.

He went under immediately, the force of the storm on the water keeping him from coming up. As he tried to swim up, a strong current of water slammed him into one of the end poles keeping up the pier.

Kurt knew he was going to die. He knew he was going to be pulled all the way out to sea and be lost like his mother. The pain in his head and chest built quickly as he slowly lost consciousness. Kurt didnt even feel it when a pair of strong arms wrapped around his body, and pulled him to the surface.

"Kurt…Kurt…"

Kurt could hear a faint calling in his ear. He couldnt really place whose voice it was, but it sounded like an angel. Was there a heaven? Was he actually going to heaven?

"Kurt…Kurt come back to me…Please come back…" The voice kept repeating. Come back where? Where should I come back to?

"Come back to me…Please Kurt…Please."

Kurt felt a pair of lips brush against his. Then they were pressing harder. What was happening?

Air began being forced into his lungs.

"Breathe, Kurt! Breathe!" The voice was growing louder, and he could feel something pressing onto his chest. It felt like a hammer was trying to ram nails into his lungs.

Wait, Im supposed to breathe.

Kurt started coughing harshly and breathing heavily as all the water left his lungs. He opened his eyes and saw that the rain was still pouring hard, but he was about 20 feet up the beach. He felt a hand pull his head so he could half sit up and get all the ocean water out of his body.

"Thank god," he heard a familiar voice say.

"Blaine," Kurt said roughly. His throat and chest were hurting terribly.

"Shh…Im here, youre okay, just lie back down," Blaine said just loud enough to be heard over the pouring rain.

Kurt obeyed and rested back on the sand. He could feel his heart beating quickly as the memories of what just happened flooded his mind.

He was going to die.

But Blaine saved him.

Kurt couldnt help the loud sob that left his chest. He couldnt help but cry. He couldve been dead.

"Im sorry," Kurt muttered as loudly as he could.

"Why should you be sorry?" Blaine asked. "I should be sorry. I shouldve seen the signs that the storm was coming. The higher sea level, the wind blowing in the wrong direction. The storm had been in the Atlantic for days, it was bound to hit land soon. Its my fault…"

"Can you hold me?" Kurt asked softly. He just wanted Blaines arms around him. He needed to know that everything was going to be okay.

"Of course, Kurt, Im just going to go call EMS or the coast guard, whichever can get here faster. Hopefully our cell phones still work."

"I put them in waterproof bags," Kurt said tiredly, with his eyes half lidded.

"I love how youre so smart," Blaine said as he pushed the wet hair out of Kurts eyes.

After a few minutes, Blaine came back and lay down in the sand next to Kurt. He told him that help was on the way. He put his arms around him, hardly putting any pressure on his body, but just enough for Kurt to know he was there.

"Is this okay?" he asked quietly, rain still pouring on their bodies.

"Perfect," Kurt croaked.

"I dont think I would have been able to survive if you didnt make it. I dont think I would ever be able to forgive myself if I couldnt save you."

"But you did, and I dont know how Ill ever be able to repay you." Kurt said guiltily.

Blaine gave him a small kiss on the cheek and said, "You dont have to, Kurt, not ever, you paid me back already by waking up."