Kurt and Blaine did stay in contact for a while, exchanging letters and gifs through the mail and the odd phone conversation. One of the things Blaine has sent was a picture of him, Kurt was so excited when he received a letter from Blaine, after a few weeks of no contact, but when he opened it and the picture fell out Kurt didn’t know how to react, all the memories of Blaine and that day when he kissed him came flooding back, he didn’t think these feeling were normal for a seven going on 8 year old but he didn’t really care, If anyone asked Kurt wouldn’t tell them he spent most of the that afternoon when he received it crying in his bed, no instead he would act strong and just count down the days till he saw Blaine again.

Little did he know however, that things would all soon change.

His contact with Blaine became less and less since Kurt’s mother died and because of that Kurt and Burt moved to a smaller house since it was just those two. Kurt never did give Blaine his new address, he was to distraught over his mother’s death and over time the contact stopped altogether.

His mother’s death really put things into perspective for him, no matter how much you love someone you can easily lose them. Kurt decided it would be better to just not love anyone anymore, so he wouldn’t be hurt. He still loved his father of course, but he had lost Blaine and now he had lost his mother. He held no hope for ever seeing Blaine again, besides from his letters and brief phone calls he seemed to be doing better without him in New York, he seemed happier.

Maybe one day Kurt will see Blaine again, but until then he’ll just have to live his life alone.

2010, 10 Years Later.

Kurt had enough of McKinley, the constant slushies, the daily act of being pushed into the lockers. It was all just so tiring.

Kurt opened his locker to get his textbooks and that’s when he saw it, the photo of Blaine. He first stored it there when he started high school, he picked it up and studied it, he hadn’t thought about Blaine in a long time. Kurt briefly wondered how Blaine was, what he was doing, if he had a boyfriend, or worse a girlfriend. His train of thought however was soon interrupted by Karofsky pushing him into his locker, the picture falling out of his hands onto the floor along with a few of his text books.

“What’s your problem!” Kurt shouted, finally having enough of all the torment.

“You talking to me lady?” Karofsky spat back.

“Well who else just shoved me into the locker? you ignoramus!” Kurt retorted.

“You better watch it Hummel,” Karofsky gave one last disgusted look in Kurts direction before walking off.

Kurt bent down to retrieve his fallen text books and that’s when he saw it, Blaine’s picture had turned over and the words seven year old Blaine wrote on the back were in full view.

Courage

“Courage,” Kurt repeated the words, and then he chuckled to himself. “After all this time you still have that effect on me.”

*******

And weeks pass, and months pass
Seasons fly
Still you don’t walk through the door
And in a haze
I count the silent days
Till I hear you sing once more.

Kurt didn’t really pay attention in Glee club that day; in fact he didn’t pay much attention to anything for the next few weeks. All he could think about was Blaine.

“Kurt, are you with us?” Mr Shue questioned.

“H-huh, what? Oh er yeah sorry,” Kurt stammered, honestly having no idea about what was going on.

“Hey, you okay?” His best friend Mercedes asked, clearly worried.

The blue eyed boy attempted his best smile. “Yeah ‘cedes, I’m fine just tired,” Mercedes looked at him questionably “Honestly,” Kurt smiles, genuine this time. His friends really did care about him after all.

And sometimes at night time
I dream that you are there
But wake holding nothing but the empty air

Kurt really did need to get his act together, he was probably never going to see Blaine again. As much as it hurt it was true, and still having this crush (because Kurt refused to call love) on someone he knew 10 years ago was beginning to be quite pathetic and Kurt Hummel was not pathetic.

And he most definitely was not in love.

He hoped.