If You'll Have Me Chapter 1, a glee fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. I will most likely never (A boy can dream, right!)

Songs are in bold italics

After Kurt transferred back to McKinley, his relationship with Blaine was quite strained. They barely saw each other, even though Blaine promised to see him on weekends, and their nightly phone call became more of a chore, and though Kurt wanted to make it work, it became very repetitive, very quickly.

"Kurt" said Blaine. "Look, this is really hard to do because of how amazing you are, and I just want you to be happy, so I think it is time for you and I to see other people." It was an overused line, but it was the only thing Blaine could think of to break up with the guy he had defended at McKinley, saved from his bullies, taken to his prom, and professed his love for. There were just too many things Blaine had to say, but he didn't know how to say it, so he settled for something used for years.

"Oh, wow, I wasn't expecting that…" Kurt said after a notably long and awkward silence, his voice quiet. "May I ask why, Blaine?"

"Kurt, you are an amazing guy, and you deserve someone just as amazing as you are, but I'm not him. We barely see each other and there just isn't much to talk about anymore. But I would love for us to still be friends. If you'll have me, that is."

"Yeah, sure, friends. Um I have to go start my moisturising routine, bye Blaine." Kurt said hanging up the phone before Blaine could reply. Choking back the sobs that were dancing their way up his throat, Kurt retreated to his vanity to try to cover up the red puffiness around his eyes, then trudged his way up the stairs to cook dinner for himself, his dad, and Carole. Finn was away at Rachel's house for dinner.

As he put the vegetables into the oven to roast, he pulled out his mobile phone and called Mercedes. "Whaddup white boy?" she answered after only one ring. Kurt explained the whole situation to Mercedes, the horror growing on her face the longer the conversation went on. "Oh hell no! Imma cut the hobbits balls off! Nobody does that to my boy!" Mercedes shouted into the receiver as he finished his story. "Mercedes please! It isn't anybody's fault! It just didn't work." Kurt said as her rant continued.

The next few days were some of the longest of Kurt's life. Every time he received a text, he half hoped it to be Blaine, but it never was. On the fourth day, the first Saturday since the break-up, as Kurt was just finishing applying his exfoliating face mask, the doorbell rang out through the house. "Who the fuck could that be at eight in the morning!" Kurt muttered under his breath, throwing his nimble, light body, gracefully off the couch.

Reaching the door, he opened it to find Wes and David, his old Warbler buddies standing on the doormat.

"Uh, Hi Kurt. We haven't seen you for a while." Wes said in his drawling, monotonous voice.

"We are here to pick up any of Blaine's belongings that he left here. He said to make absolute sure we got his jacket. And to get his jeans, DVDs, anything else he left." David said sullenly.

"Let me go gather all the stuff for you. It shouldn't take long." Kurt said choking up, then rushing off to the kitchen to get a bag to put the things in.

Kurt rushed down to his basement to gather the stuff. The first thing he packed into the bag was Blaine's jacket. Blaine's McQueen Cashmere Blend Striped Bomber. He took a moment to sit on his bed and breathe in deeply, his face as close to the jacket as it could be without getting his facial mask on it. He inhaled the scent, Blaine's signature Jean Paul Gaultier "Le Male". It was no secret that Blaine's family was rich, which is why he could afford such lavish designer brands.

Kurt quickly gathered the rest of Blaine's belongings; His jeans, Harry Potter DVD's, a couple photos of him, and the toiletries bag that he left there for the rare occasion when he came over for the weekend. He hurried back to the front door and handed the boys the bag, and after a short embrace they were on their way back to Dalton.

Kurt grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen and hurried back down to his room shutting the door behind him, throwing himself on the bed, and putting his iPod onto shuffle. The first song started with its mellow beat. It was a song that he had heard of from his Australian pen pal. He had listened to it before, but now he actually listened to the lyrics. The song explained the situation perfectly; this was the song he would perform for glee club the following week. It would be the song that brought closure to what was happening in Kurt's love life with Blaine.

"Mr Schue, I have a song I would like to perform, it would mean a lot to me if you let me, and I have already asked the percussion band to come in." Kurt stated as he walked into glee club the following week. "Sure Kurt, it would be fantastic I guess. Do you need any others for vocals?" Mr Schue asked.

"No thank you, I'll be fine by myself."

Kurt took a deep breath, and began.

Now and then I think of when we were together

Like when you said you felt so happy you could die

Told myself that you were right for me

But felt so lonely in your company

But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

Kurts heart ached as he thought of Blaine.

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

Like resignation to the end, always the end

So when we found that we could not make sense

Well you said that we would still be friends

But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

And you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Kurt finished the song, misty eyed.

The rest of the glee club stared, shocked at the amazing range of the small, pale boy.

Then, they gradually began to applaud, applause that finally closed the chapter of Blaine in his life.

Kurt was in a much better mood after bringing closure to himself. He was grinning to himself as he stood at his locker, arranging his books. "That was a really beautiful song you did there, I'd love to hear you sing like that again." The persons face was obscured by the open door of his locker, so Kurt wasn't exactly sure who it was. As Kurt closed the door again, his smile fell, as he recognised who it was. "What are you doing here? Aren't you scared to be seen talking to me?" Kurt hissed.

"Puck doesn't ever get scared." Noah Puckerman shrugged in reply.

Thats chapter 1 finished!

Song is:

Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye

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