I Wanna Hold Your Hand Pt. 1

"You look tired." Blaine Anderson said to Kurt as he handed him his cup of coffee.
"I haven't been sleeping that well, but it's nothing. I'm fine." Kurt Hummel responded, taking the cup from Blaine.
"Well, you know that if it gets any worse, I am here for you."
Kurt nodded in response.

Blaine decided that it would be best if he drove Kurt home from school. He knew that he wouldn't be a very good boyfriend if he let Kurt attempt to drive when he could barely keep his eyes open.
"Get in the car." Blaine opened the passenger door for Kurt.
"Blaine, you," Kurt yawned, "don't have to do this."
"Yes. I do, now hush."
Blaine closed the door and went to get into the car.

"Get some sleep." Blaine told Kurt.
"We have a load of homework tonight though. It weighs more than all of my moisturizers put together."
"I don't care. You need sleep. Do you need me to stay with you."
"No, no, I'll be fine."
Kurt began walking towards the front door, but fell.
"That's it. I am staying, and I am going to make sure that you sleep."
"Blaine, no, you have your own family. I'm serious. I'll be fine."
Blaine didn't listen. He held Kurt's arm, guiding him down the stairway.
Blaine sat Kurt on the edge of the bed.
"Lay down."
With aboslutely no grace, Kurt flopped back onto the stack of pillows.
Blaine lifted the covers up to Kurt's chin, then tucked him in.
He sat right next to Kurt until he heard the soft, steady breathing that he had learned to love.
Carefully and quietly, Blaine stood up and left.

The next morning, Blaine didn't see Kurt at school. He was hoping that Kurt had told Burt or Carole, but he thought that maybe he had slept in, which wouldn't be a bad thing. Blaine didn't know if he should have been more worried about Kurt. He didn't know whether it had been only one sleepless night, or more. Either way, he knew that Kurt would try everything in order to sleep, and he slept like a rock. There was definately something up.

At lunch, Blaine sat without Kurt, who had yet to show up, and most likely wouldn't.

By the end of the day, as expected, Kurt still had not arrived.

When Blaine got home, he walked in, preparing to walk up the stairs to his room, when he saw his parents sitting in the living room with a sad expression on their faces.
"Mom? Dad? What is it? Did I do something wrong again?"
"No, son, I know that things have been difficult with you being..." Blaine's father stopped himself, obviously ashamed that his son was gay.
"I know what you mean, but seriously, what is wrong?" Blaine was fed up with his father's non-exceptance.
"Well, like your father was trying to say, things have been hard, for us, but it has been more difficult for you. I know that you found someone, we have heard you talking and laughing, which is something that you haven't done in a while. But, we know that it's Kurt Hummel, his parents called us."
"Mom. What does this have to do with anything?"
"Something happened to Kurt." Blaine's dad said with no sympathy in his voice.
"What? What happened to him!?!" Blaine sat down.
"There is no easy way to say this, Blaine honey." Blaine's mom said.
Blaine was worried beyond belief.
"He was in a car crash." Blaine's father blurted out.
Blaine began to get tears in his eyes.
"Shake it off, it doesn't matter." Blaine's father began to stand up, but Blaine got up quicker, pushing his father back down onto the chair.
"YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME, AT LEAST, YOU HAVEN'T CARED ABOUT ME SINCE I TOLD YOU THAT I WAS GAY! I FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE THAT I AM IN LOVE WITH, SOMEONE THAT ACTUALLY ACCEPTS ME! HE LOVES ME, UNLIKE YOPU PEOPLE! I AM THROUGH WITH YOU! KURT DOES MATTER! HE MATTERS TO ME, HE MAY NOT MATTER TO YOU BUT HE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO ME! NOW TELL ME WHERE HE IS!"
"Blaine, honey, calm down, okay, your worried, I don't think that you should go see him, not yet." Blaine's mom tried to calm her son down.
"Tell. Me. Where. He. Is. NOW! I am going to be with him every minute through this." Blaine demanded.
"He is at the hospital down the road, to the right," Blaine's father began, "but Blaine, before you go, I do care about you. I may not accept the choice that you made, but I still care about you."
"No you don't." Blaine said walking out the door without looking back.