When Kurt got home that night with take out in his hands, he found Blaine laying on their couch, appearing to be asleep. He walked deeper into the apartment, trying to avoid the boxes that were still scattered around and placed the bags on the kitchen counter. When Blaine first moved to New York, he had moved in with Kurt, Rachel and Santana. A month after that, Brittany had shown up, wanting to get back together with Santana and moved in as well. It became obvious pretty soon that there were too many people living there so Kurt and Blaine began looking for apartments.

Unfortunately, there were virtually no apartments they could afford even though they both had jobs. It was only two weeks before school had begun that they had found out that there was an empty apartment in the same building they were already living in. The two claimed it immediately and happily moved out of the crowded loft into one their own.

Kurt walked over to the couch and bent down so that his face was level with Blaine's. He was about to lean over to kiss his cheek when Blaine's eyes suddenly flew open. "Hey." He greeted.

Kurt jumped a little. "God, you scared me." He said swatting Blaine's arm playfully. "I thought you were asleep."

"Just resting my eyes, waiting for you." Blaine said, smiling as he sat up.

Kurt sat down next to him, pulling him in for a short kiss. "How was your day?"

Blaine sighed. "Long and tiring. I had dance class with Ms. July today."

Kurt winced in sympathy. He remembered Rachel's horror stories from the year before and definitely pitied Blaine. "I'm sorry baby."

"It wasn't that bad." Blaine assured. "She doesn't hate me as much as she hates Rachel."

Kurt snorted. "That's hardly reassuring." He got off the couch and walked towards the kitchen where he left their food. "Hungry?" He called after him.

"Famished." Blaine answered, following him. "What did you get?"

"Just some sandwiches from the deli down the street." He said, pulling them out of the bags. "I got you ham and Swiss with lettuce and tomato."

"Thank you." Blaine said, kissing him softly before pulling away, grabbing his sandwich and sitting at their small table. "So how was your day?" He asked once Kurt took his place across from him.

"Alright. I have a project for my history class." He told him.

"What's it about?" Blaine asked.

"We were all paired up and given a Broadway show to do a full history on. I got West Side Story." Kurt explained before he began eating his own chicken caesar wrap.

"That doesn't seem too difficult of a task, even without a partner." Blaine commented. "Of course having a partner could also hold you back, depending on their work ethic."

Kurt nodded. "Yeah but I don't think I'll have a problem with mine. She seems really nice and mentioned that the show was one of her favorites so I think I lucked out."

"Well that's good." Blaine said. "Your class is mostly Freshman, isn't it? I wonder if I know her."

Kurt placed hi wrap down in front of him, he guessed now was a good a time as any to tell Blaine who his partner was. "You do."

Blaine looked up from his food. "I do? What's her name?" He asked curiously.

Kurt took a deep breath. As much as he assured Hannah, he had no idea how Blaine was going to react at first. "Hannah Jacobs." He said finally, studying Blaine's face, trying to gauge his reaction.

Blaine stilled, his eyes meeting Kurt's trying to figure out if it was some sort of a joke. When it was clear to him that it wasn't, he exhaled a breath that he had no idea he had been holding. "I can't believe it. I haven't heard that name in years." He said quietly.

"She told me about what happened between you two." Kurt told him.

Blaine sagged in his chair as tears began to glisten in his eyes. "It seems like it happened ages ago but just yesterday at the same time. If that even makes any sense."

"It does." Kurt told him, knowing the feeling. There were many things in Kurt's past that felt the same way.

"How is she?" Blaine asked, almost desperately.

The desperation confused Kurt but he decided to let it go for now. "She's good. Misses you." He told him.

Blaine looked at him hopefully. "She does?"

"Of course." Kurt assured, slightly confused. "Why wouldn't she?"

"I figured she'd hate me." Blaine admitted.

Kurt hadn't been expecting that. "Why would she hate you?"

"Because I cut her out." Blaine explained to him. "She was my best friend and I just threw it away."

"You were hurt, Blaine. You felt betrayed that she left you when you needed her the most." Kurt tried to reason.

"But it wasn't her fault, Kurt." He told him. "She had no control over the situation but I was too blind to see that. I was so wrapped up in my own problems that I ignored what it probably did to her."

Kurt could see where he was coming from. He hadn't even thought about how awful it had to have felt for Hannah to have to move away from her entire life. But he didn't even know the half of it. "She doesn't hate you Blaine." He assured quietly, reaching across the table to grab his hand. "In fact she's positive you hate her."

Blaine shook his head. "I don't." He almost pleaded. "I did at first but after everything that happened to me in the beginning of high school, all I wanted was to able to at least call her but I thought I had pushed her away to far. "

Kurt squeezed the younger boy's hand. "It's not too late to fix things." He said. "Obviously there are things that tie the two of you together and I think that's worth another shot at your friendship."

Blaine nodded. "I want to see her. I need to."

"She wants to see you too." Kurt assured. "You guys need to sort things out on your own but if you want me to be there I will."

Blaine smiled at his boyfriend. "Thank you Kurt. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Kurt smiled back. "You don't have to think about that. Not again."

"I love you so much, Kurt."

"I love you too, Blaine."

TBC...