Summary: And I'm back once more. I thought about posting this before midnight but decided to do it now that way I can say I finished my first fic already. Some of you are probably hating the fact that it was so short, only consisting of three parts, but to be honest I don't think I'm done. There are some pretty wild thoughts roaming around in my head right now itching to get out. Who knows, I may be back with another Kurtofsky story before you know it. For everyone who reviewed and left me feed back I just want to say thanks. You don't know how much that meant to me. Now enough with the sentimental crap, please go and enjoy the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own this show and if I did it wouldn't be on FOX. Cinemax maybe but not FOX.

Part Three- If I'm Dreaming Please Don't Wake Me

5 years later

And was then I realized that I couldn't continue the path I was on because it was leading me someplace dark and desolate. So I wrote. I picked up the notebook that my therapist gave me and I wrote. I poured out my heart and soul into each word and I didn't stop until my hand was cramped and sore. And even then I wrote some more. Releasing those emotions made me feel like a real person for the first time in a long time.

Dave looked up from the book he was reading and looked out at the seated people in front of him. He was in New York City at a small bookstore reading a few excerpts from his book properly titled Coming Home and now he was doing a nationwide book-tour.

After graduated from McKinley Dave got accepted full ride to Ohio State on an hockey scholarship. Only his family and a few close friends, including the Glee club, knew his secret that he was gay. He wasn't ashamed of who he was anymore but there wasn't anyone in was interested in school for him to go public with. Entering college, Dave made his sexuality known and was grateful there wasn't any backlash from his team members. They treated him with respect and dignity and made him more than welcomed on the team.

As for life outside hockey Dave finally decided to major in English. Not only was it one of his favorite subjects in high school but he saw it as a way to expand his writing. His advisor and once English professor, Mrs. Daniels, noticed his potential and one day asked him if he ever thought about writing as a career. Dave immediately told her no, stating that the only time he ever wrote anything was in his journal. She took an automatic interest and asked if she could read it sometime. At first Dave was unsure. His writing was personal and no one had ever laid eyes on it but he finally decided to say yes. For the first time since he started writing let someone read everything he'd ever written.

Mrs. Daniels was impressed and before Dave knew it he had a publisher interested in his work. So in his spare time, when he wasn't studying or at practice, he was writing and perfecting his book. With the help of his editor and Mrs. Daniels Dave released his book before he graduated from college. Now a few weeks after graduating from Ohio State with a degree in English he was traveling across the country promoting his book.

"That was amazing Dave, really it was," a female brunette sitting in the front of the room smiled as she hugged a copy of his book closer to her chest. "I can't tell you how much I love your book."

"Thanks," Dave smiled back as he looked out at his audience and their smiling f aces. "I never thought I'd be up here doing something like this but here I am."

"And we're glad that you are," a man sitting at the end of the first row replied. "Do you mind if ask a few personal questions."

He shook his head. "My life is an open book...literally."

"In the book you talk about the guy you used to torment is the guy you secretly had a crush on."

"Yeah."

"So after he transferred did you ever see him again."

"A few times around town but I never physically talked to him face to face. I did write him an apology letter but I'm not sure if he ever got it."

"Do you know what happened to him."

"He transferred back to McKinley after I graduated. Heard he wanted to spend his senior with the friends he started high school with, basically the kids from Glee club. They won Nationals again that year for the second time. After he graduated he got accepted into some arts college here in New York. He's doing well, has even been in a couple of off Broadway plays."

"Ever think about him," someone in the back asked.

Dave chuckled softly. "All the time but he's probably not thinking about me."

"Do you date?"

"I have dated a few guys but I've never gotten serious with any of them and before you ask why I'm not really ready to move."

"Are you telling us after all this time you're still in love with the guy from high school."

"I guess I am," chuckled Dave as he pushed the glasses a little further on his face. "Even though the love was unrequited it was real to me and my heart. As they say you never forget your first love."

"Is that why you dedicated your book to him?" the same person from the back asked. "To the guy I loved and lost, may you find the happiness you so ever deserve."

"Yeah but for a mixture of reasons. For starters I thought it was the least I could do after what I used to do to him. Second a part of me hoped that one day he would walk into a bookstore, see my face on the back cover of a book, and actually want to read it. Then he would see how much I've changed."

"Well maybe he would have if tried to contact him again after you wrote the letter. He could have saw it for himself instead of hearing it from friends about what a great guy you'd become. Maybe then you wouldn't have wondered all these years if I thought about you like you thought about me."

Suddenly the man who sat hidden in the back asking questions about his life stood up and caused Dave to gasp. "Kurt."

Kurt grinned mischievously as he walked over closer to the podium and leaned against it. "Surprised to see me."

"Yeah I am. What are you doing here?"

"Well," he began. "I got a phone call from Rachel the other day who told me you were going to be in the city on get this, a book tour. Hearing this I just had to see it for myself and here I am. I must say Karofsky you clean up nice."

Dave blushed as he looked down at his clothing. Dressed in a dark blue cashmere sweater and khaki pants he had to admit he did look good. Over the years he lost weight but added muscle to his frame so while he was still had a big stature he wasn't chubby. He let his hair grow out so it was bit longer and a pair of black and silver Guess glasses sat on his face. "Thanks Hummel you don't look so bad yourself ," he grinned back.

Kurt looked down at his outfit and smiled. Of course he looked good. When didn't he. "Thank you."

The brunette sitting in front looked between the two men and frowned as if she was jealous of the attention Kurt was getting from Dave. "I'm sorry to interrupt this moment but if you don't mind me asking how do you know Dave."

"We went to high school together."

"Yeah that was until I transferred schools and Dave did a complete one-eighty."

The brunette let out a screech of her own as she jumped up from her seat. "Wait...wait are you telling us that you're the boy he's in love with. The one he dedicated the book to."

"The one and only, although he never actually used my name in the book." smirked Kurt at the crowd. "But you can me Kurt."

She screamed again and she thrust her book into Kurt's hand along with a pen. "I can't believe I'm meeting the boy from the book. It is such an honor. Will you please sign this right next to Dave's name."

Not knowing what else to do Kurt did what he was asked and signed the book, right under Dave's signature. "There you go sweetheart," smiled Kurt as he handed the book back to her.

She screamed once more and took her seat, clutching the book firmly against her chest.

"Not that I'm not happy to see you Kurt but why are you really here."

"I'm here because I needed to see the boy I've been in love with for the past three years."

He could feel his mouth drop open as everyone in the room left out a gasp of their own. To them it was like watching live theater but to Dave it was if he slipped into a dream that he didn't want to wake up from. "Kurt what are you saying."

"I got the letter," Kurt replied softly. "I still have the letter and I read it almost every night because I feel closer to you that way. And before I go to sleep I wonder how your day went or what you're doing or if you're thinking of me like I'm thinking of you."

Dave heart was about to explode out of his chest and he knew that if he smiled any wider his face would crack. "You do."

"I do and I just have one thing to ask." Kurt didn't wait for Dave to say anything instead he continued talking. "Why didn't you come to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I left and you went and became this totally awesome guy that I would have loved to get to know and it's not fair that everyone else did. You apologized to everyone from Glee face to face. Hell you even sang for them which I still the video saved to my computer by the way but all I got was a letter. A great heartfelt apology letter but you should have came to me."

"I was scared," answered Dave honestly. "I was scared that if I told you everything I wrote in the letter you would reject me again."

"And maybe I would have. Maybe I would have told you to stuff and stay away from me for as long as you lived it but you never gave me that chance."

The smile was gone and in its place a small apologetic frown. "I'm sorry Kurt, I really am. I never wanted to cause you any more pain I just figured you wouldn't want anything to do with me."

"Well you thought wrong and now you have to make it up to me."

"How?"

"You have to take me out on a date tonight before you leave tomorrow. I saw your book tour schedule on-line so I know you have to leave for Boston tomorrow morning."

"Really...you want to go out with me."

"You're neither deaf or blind Karofsky yes really and I want to go to a nice place so be prepared to spend some money."

"Okay," Dave said smiling again, ecstatic by the events playing out before him. "But if I take you out I'm gonna need an address and a phone number. You know, so I know where to pick you up."

Kurt reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card, slipping it into Dave's hand and smiling. "Already done. Pick me up at seven."

"Kurt are you sure you want to do this because you don't have to."

Kurt said nothing as he grabbed Dave by the shirt and pulled him into a breath taking kiss. The crowd began clapping their hands as the pair continued to kiss, ignoring everyone around them. It was their second kiss but it was everything the first kiss should have been plus more.

After a minute Kurt pulled away from a stunned Dave who couldn't do anything except slide two fingers across his now strawberry stained lip balm lips. "I'm very sure Dave Karofsky. See ya at seven." And with that Kurt turned to walk away.

Dave finally found his voice again and called out to Kurt before he had a chance to walk out of the bookstore. "I'll be there Kurt Hummel," he replied with a grin.

Kurt looked over his shoulder and grinned back before leaving the store.

Dave watched Kurt leave and continue to stare at the door for another moment before turning back to his fans and smiling happily. "Did that just happen?" Their nods and smiles confirmed it. "That's awesome."

"So Dave is it safe to say we can look forward to a second book from you," this time question came from a mousy blond sitting in the middle row.

Dave could only shrug. "Don't know but I'm taking my high school crush out on a first date so anything's possible right. Yeah,"he smiled. "Anything's possible."

If you think I was going to end this story without a happy ending or Kurt you were sadly mistaken. I couldn't do that to my new favorite pairing. Hope you enjoyed it and also hope every one had a safe and happy new year. 2011 will be the year that changes everything. Don't really know if that's true but it gets said every year so who knows, it might be right this time. Anyways until next time,

Rock out the new year loud, proud, and safe,

LadyCizzle.