Finn, Rachel, and I stood in the choir room in dead silence.

"I gotta go find Blaine." I said as I ran out of the choir room trying to hold back his tears.

How could this happen to me? I tried my hardest and it was fucking good enough. Carmen is such a bitch. She told me I was amazing. She even compared me to Peter Alan. She said he would have been impressed with my performance. I was for sure I was getting in. I had confidence and she detroyed it. Im never gonna be on broadway. My dreams are crushed. Look at me, I'm running down the hallway trying to find my boyfriend because im a mess. Im crying and everyone is staring at me.

I continued to search for Blaine and finally saw him. He was standing at his locker, looking for something. I walked over to him, and when he saw my face, he looked worried.

"Kurt.... wha....whats... wrong...?" He asked as he pulled me into a hug.

"Blaine... I.... I didn't get in.... I'm not going to New York" I sobbed into his shoulder.

"Oh my god... Kurt...." Blaine said as he rubbed circles on my back."Baby, I'm so sorry...."

"Can we just go home?" I asked as I let go of him and held his hand in mine. He nodded and closed his locker. We made our way to the bathroom so I could clean up. I looked in the mirror and was shocked. I looked horrible. I wiped my face off with a wet paper towel and tosse it into the trash.

"Blaine...I just don't under... understand.... Carmen... she said.... that I.... I.... was....good... but I didn't get in.... my good wasn't good enough..." I said as I stared at Blaine, trying to hold back the tears I had in my eyes.

"Kurt, you are amazing." Blaine said as he pulled me in for another hug. We just hugged for like 2 minutes.

I'm so glad I have Blaine. He is the only thing getting me through this right now.

"Lets go home... I just wanna snuggle with you.. and if we don't go now... I will start crying again, and its embarrassing..." I said as I let go of him and grabbed my white bag that was on the floor next to the sink. We got to my house, and walked inside. My dad wasn't home yet and Carole had work. Finn was at Rachel's place so we were here alone. We walked down to my bedroom, and as soon as I sat down on the bed, I started to cry.

"Blaine, what an I gonna do? I have no future now. I am a failure. I suck at singing, obviously. I might have to get some sucky job here in Lima, and you will go to New York when you graduate, and I will be stuck here." I sobbed as Blaine made his way over to the bed to comfort me.

"Kurt, look at me" Blaine said as he placed a hand on my cheek to wipe away the tears. He held his hand there and kissed me, sweetly. "You are an amazing singer. You will go to New York next year, and you will be a big broadway star. Don't doubt yourself. Your my future, Kurt and I will support you and love you forever. Im gonna help you live your dream. We are in this together. I will never leave you, Kurt. Your are an amazing person. You are the most loving, and generous person I have ever met. You are always thinking of other people. You are so determined and you can't let this stop that. You can't let this destroy you because you are better than that. You are one the the few people in Lima who will make something of themselves. You have been through so much. Bullying, your dad's heart attack, and alot of other things and you were strong throughout that time. You can be strong now. I will help you be strong. I will do whatever it takes to make sure you go to New York this fall."

"Maybe I should just stay here, and then we could both go to New York together?" I said as I scooted closer to Blaine.

"No, Kurt. Of course I want you to stay here and be with me, but you can't. This is your future. I will join you in New York in a year. Its not that long. I don't wanna be the thing holding you back from your dreams. Go there with Rachel and Finn, and have fun. This is just a bump in the road to your stardom. There will be many to come, but don't worry, because you are strong enough to pull through it. And you have me. I will support you with whatever you want to do with your life. Even if you wanted to move to Alaska, I would follow you. Because I freakin love you, Kurt. I love you so much, that sometimes it hurts. It hurts to know that you have been through so much." Blaine said as tears rolled down his face. "I... I.... just love you so much and I hate to see you so hurt. Its killing me because I don't know what to do."

"Blaine...... just hold me... please...." I said as I pulled him in for a hug. We scooted back onto the pillows, and I rested my head on Blaine's chest so I could hear his heartbeat.

I'm so lucky I have him. He is wonderful. I like laying here with him while he is sleeping, and just listening to his heartbeat. It's comforting. I just don't know what im gonna do with my life now. NYADA is out of the question now. I could always go to NYU, but it would be kind of weird being in the same class as Chandler. I'm not sure Blaine would be too happy about that. Maybe musical theatre isn't for me. I could be a fashion designer. I have always loved clothes, just as much as singing. But I love performing so much. But some dreams don't come true. I want to do something I love, so maybe I could go to some fashion college. Im sure Rachel would understand. But is this really what I want? God, I think i've gone insane. I'm having a fucking conversation in my head. Asking myself questions. But anyways, I think that this would be more suitable for me. Just because my broadway dreams are done, doesn't mean I can't dream anymore.

"Blaine" I said as I kissed the tip of his nose. "Wake up!"

"Huh? Oh, hey Kurtie. Are you ok?" Blaine asked as he held me in his arms tighter.

"Yeah," I said as I shot him a smile " I have an idea..... Maybe I could go to college, and be a fashion designer. I love clothes a lot, and I love giving people makeovers, so I thought that it would be a good idea."

"Kurt! That sounds so good! Are you sure?" Blaine asked and he was really excited.

"Yeah, I love clothes, so why not?" I said, and I knew everything was gonna be alright because this was the right choice. Just because NYADA didn't work out, doesn't mean that nothing will. Everything was gonna be just fine. I am gonna to New York this year and become a fashion designer. Blaine just kissed me, and he knew that this would work out too. I could see it in his eyes. I know that im making the right choice.