Blaine ended up running all the way to the auditorium before his legs gave out and he just allowed himself to sit on the stage. Thoughts of everything and nothing flooded through Blaine’s mind as he half-sat, half-lay motionless on the stage. He thought of the evening; how confused he felt, Kurt’s face when he met Drew. He felt as if his heart was trying to break in two, so one half could stay with Drew and the other could return to Kurt.

Why the hell did Kurt have to sing that song? Why did it all still hurt like it only happened yesterday? Why did he have to take out his frustration on Drew – the only actually good thing going in his life? This evening was turning into a complete disaster. Not like a real disaster...but a high school one. Like an “Oh-no-my-boyfriend-hates-me-and-my-ex-boyfriend-sang-a-love-song-to-me” kind of disaster.

“Figured I’d find you here,” a familiar voice spoke up from behind Blaine. This was all he needed right now.

“Go away Kurt.” Blaine got up and began to walk away from his ex-boyfriend.

“Look Blaine,” Kurt began.

“What the hell were you thinking?” Blaine snapped, “You actually thought it’d be a good idea to sing that song?” Blaine’s eyes burned into Kurt’s, demanding an answer that wasn’t there. After an undetermined length of time, the expectant gaze was too much for Kurt and he turned is gaze to the floor.

“I...I don’t know if I was thinking.” Kurt could only manage a small whisper but judging by the exasperated scoff the other man had heard him. “Look,” Kurt’s courage was coming back, and showing in his voice, “I’m sorry. But we both know –“

“Know what, Kurt? Hmm? All I wanted for tonight was to come, see my friends, and get through it without any kind of breakdown! But, because of you, that last part isn’t going to happen.” He could have, but Blaine didn’t let his voice falter at all. He’d always found it hard to show his anger, especially to Kurt, but something seemed different now. It was almost like he felt safe enough to let it surface. He began pacing the stage, he had no idea why but he let his feet carry him around.

Kurt stood motionless, looking directly at the fuming man in front of him. “I’m sorry, Blaine. I...I don’t know what to say.”

“Ha, I think you’ve said enough don’t you?” At this point, Blaine stopped pacing and sat downstage, his feet dangling off the edge. Kurt watched as Blaine sighed and tugged gently on his curls. Kurt hated seeing him like this. Wishing he could just do something he settled for joining him at the front of the stage. “Where did we go wrong, Kurt?” Kurt’s head snapped up, his gaze fixed on the man staring into nothing in front of him. “I mean, I’ve been turning it over and over in my mind for nine years, and I just can’t think of anything.”

Kurt was taken slightly aback by this; Blaine had been thinking of him. He had no idea why this information mattered to him, but it did. “Well, I guess the distance had something to do with it. I mean, distance is enough to get to anyone.”

Blaine couldn’t believe this was happening; he was actually discussing his failed relationship with Kurt. “Yeah, just like ‘The Notebook’.”

Kurt smiled faintly as they transformed into their high schools selves. “Just like ‘The Notebook’” he repeated. Blaine was right: where did they go wrong? They were always so solid. They were the ones all their classmates thought would stay together after McKinley, and it seems they were the only ones who didn’t. “Honestly, I don’t know. Maybe I didn’t make enough effort to find time for you.”

“Kurt no, you were an amazing boyfriend. You always sent me gifts without reason; you never gave me any reason to feel alone or unloved. It was perfect.”

They looked into each other’s eyes with an unspoken arrangement not to break it. The conversation continued entirely through eye contact for what felt like an eternity. Both men felt completely safe there, in each other’s company. It was like they’d never been apart, but also like they had been apart for a lifetime. Suddenly, everything became clear for them and in that moment nothing else mattered. Nothing else was important. They forgot all about the reunion – it was easy to when they felt a million miles away from reality.

After what felt like both a lifetime and less than a second, the mood changed. It was no longer uncertain and wary and both men knew what they wanted. In a second their lips met. Neither of them cared about anything other than how perfect their lips felt against each other. They remembered each other’s rhythms and movements. Kurt reached up and entangled one of his hands into Blaine’s curls. Their mouths moved in perfect synchrony. Blaine traced his tongue over Kurt’s bottom lip and Kurt’s lips parted. But it only took a few moments before Blaine came crashing back to reality.

“Oh god...no.” Blaine pulled completely free of Kurt’s hand. “I’m sorry, Kurt.” He climbed off the stage and began bounding towards the door. “I’m so sorry.”

He left Kurt alone in the auditorium. As he moved swiftly down the all-too familiar hallways, Blaine struggled to keep from crying. What had he done? He’d just kissed his ex-boyfriend whilst his current boyfriend was only a few rooms away. Oh god, Drew. What was he going to do? Should he tell him? But Drew would be furious: he had every right to be. Blaine would be the same in his position.

“BLAINE.”

He spun around just to come face to face with Mike who had an incredibly worried look on his face.

“Mike, dude, what’s wrong? M-Mike you’re shaking.”

“You’d better come. There’s ambulances and sirens and I think I heard someone screaming but I can’t be too sure, I mean it wouldn’t be surprising given wha-“

“Mike, seriously, breathe.” Blaine held both of Mike’s shoulders as if he were trying to calm an explosion. “Just tell me what’s happened.”

“It’s Drew. T-there’s been an accident.”