"Hello?" His number looked foreign on my iPhone.

"Blaine... Is that you?" It can't be.

"Kurt?" The name stung leaving my lips. I don't even know it I said it out loud.

"Yeah it's me. I-I know we haven't talked in a while. I know things ended rough. And I-," Six years. I winced.

"It's okay Kurt... I understand..." I tried to at least.

"We used to be so close. We used to be best friends...and I know we tired already..." God, I miss you so much. I want you so bad.

"We can still be... best friends..." I don't want to be just your friend. I want to much more. I miss what we had. Baby, I want you back so bad. I want to touch you and hold you in my arms.

"I- yeah..." Silence.

"So what's- how are you Kurt?"

"I'm- I- I got engaged. I met someone a few months back and I'm engaged. I didn't know who to call. I needed my best friend and- I didn't even call my dad yet." Breathing in sharply, there was this jab at this thing in my chest that hasn't felt anything since you left.

"Engaged? Wow..." Why? Why are you calling me? I'm hurt already. Ever since you left, I've died a little everyday just thinking about how much I love you and how much you don't love me back.

"I know. I just... I really love him. He's great. He's... Wonderful." No. Please. Please stop.

"That's great, Kurt. Wow, that's really great. I'm so- I'm happy for you." No. No. No.

"It's going to be next month." …What…No…

"Next month?" But I need you. I want you. You can't just leave and walk back into my life with this information! How am I supposed to win you back with such short notice?

"March 15. I know it's soon but I just- it feels so right." That is so soo- Wait. March 15?

"I-are you sure?" Don't you know… don't you know what day that it?

"Blaine..." No. I am mad at you. Don't you know!? Don't you see!? Don't you understand!?

"Sorry, I'm sorry." I can't… I can't be mad at you… I love you too much to be angry at you. I could never be angry at you.

"It's okay. I was hoping that you could fly out to New York next week. Meet my fianc�. Help me plan my wedding, like we always planned we would do. I just- I need a friend." I don't want to see you. I don't want to meet you fianc�. I don't... I just… I planned my wedding with you as my prince.

"Where's Rachel?" She should help you. You shouldn't have called me. You don't need me.

"I don't- she's in France. She won't be back till the a few days before the wedding."

"Oh..." Shit. Why am I tortured this way? Kurt, I love you. Why are you.. With a different guy…

"I need you Blaine. I-I'll pay. I don't... I meant unless you have work or something... Then it's okay." You don't need me. Not in the way I need you.

"No... No I don't have anything. My manager is in the middle of planning gigs. So I should be able to come. I'll book a flight tonight." Don't Blaine. Don't. You can't do this. You can't be around him. Not when he is somebody else's.

"Good. Good. Thank you."

"Of course, Kurt. Anything." I would do anything for you, my love. I'd give you my heart and soul. I'd give you my everything. All you would have to do is ask.

"I have to go call my dad. Text me later with the details of when you are coming." Don't… Don't leave.. I- I- don't… Kurt...just…

"Alright, Kurt. I will. Talk to you soon."

"Bye Blaine." I love you so much, Kurt.

"Bye." March 15th, ha. Why do you hurt me so much?