NYADA seemed pointless now. There was nothing to liven my day up. Normally, I'd be looking forward to the end of the day so I could finally see Kurt and relax for the rest of the evening in our apartment. But I couldn't. At least not when things between us where like this. This was the day he would return from the wedding. He would come back to a depressing apartment with a depressing person living in it. Things between us would be awkward. There would always be that constant buzz of 'Where do we stand?' alarming in our heads.

Fortunately and unfortunately, when I got home, Kurt's bags were in his room. It was fortunate because I was glad to see him; yet unfortunate because I wasn't in the mood to deal with our situation right now.

I walked into his room to find him perched on the edge of his bed; his knees were pulled to his chest and his arms draped over them. He heard my creaking footprints and looked up. His eyes were stricken and full of melancholy. His bottom lip chattered and his complexion had a faint hint of callousness.

"I told them. I told them everything." The sad, shrivelled ball of a boy on the bed quavered.

"What did they say?" I asked, moderately coming to sit down next to his.

"They said I was stupid."

"Well I can't disagree with that."

He shot me a glare. His lips tensed but very slowly, the corners turned up and he revealed a smile. Eventually, a small laugh escaped his mouth.

"I'm such an idiot. No one ever does that. I mean, who does that?"

"Not a lot of people Kurt."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"Sometimes, just sometimes, I want to go somewhere where nobody knows who I am. Where nobody has seen my face and nobody knows my name." He said, his eyes drenched with self-hate. "That way people would be happier – with me out of the picture."

That was when I stopped him. Turning his face towards mine, I cupped his cheek and tangled my lips with his. He broke away after a while, "I'm tired of feeling like shit all the time. I'm...I'm worth-" I kissed him again, trying to make him stop.

"Worthless." He managed, squeaking.

"Stop it!" I said, a little shrill. "You are not worthless Kurt, please don't ever think like that."

I slowly backed away just to look at him. The way his bottom lip trembled with agonising pain and embarrassment, the way his cheeks blushed with a rosy hue, the way his hair seemed to complicate itself automatically. I smiled.

I loved him. I loved him with every fibre of my being. Nothing was going to take that away from me.

"I want to say something..." Kurt whispered, looking down at his scuffed shoes.

"What?"

"I...I love you. And not like, in a friend way. I really, really love you. God, I should have seen it coming. I've loved you since the day we met. I..." He began to laugh, quietly. Without a pause, his lips were on mine. In this hungry, exhilarating kiss, out poured love, passion, apology and promise.

We separated for a brief moment, in this moment, Kurt said the one thing I won't ever forget.

"Nothing can touch us now. Nothing can hurt us now. Nothing can break what we have, I know that now. The love I have for you is just indescribable."

True love is rare to find. But if you stick around long enough, you might be able to find it.