SO in the little free time I have had, I have been writting stories! Now you my think thats that is a normal human activity, but since I'm not normal I advise you to think again. Because my strories have Kurt and Blaine as Characters... So Yeah! Im not normal! But I wanna give you guys something, so here it is! For anyone who does follow Glee, it is from Season 2 Episode 18: Born this way. The "
Somewhere Only We Know" (By Keane) Scene. If you guys dont know that song, listen right now. Not even the Glee version if you dont want to. It's just a beautiful song and you should listen! Alright onto the story!
Title: In that moment, they were infinite...
The
bustling crowd seemed to steer clear of the group of schoolboys sitting
in a corner by the large steps that led towards the tables. Most of
these boys were sitting on the floor, talking about the latest blazers
and cars, but one boy in particular could not rest. The wind picked up
slightly, sending a shiver down his spine and seeping through his
tightly gelled auburn hair. His face remained emotionless and tense as
he looked from side to side, then down to his watch, them back up
towards the stairs. People were beginning to murmur inaudibly, but
something was definitely happening. Running his fingers nervously
through his hair, the terrified leader managed to hide his fear as he
turned to look at his friends with an earnest look of sadness in his
glowing hazel eyes. The preppy boys all seemed to snap back into
reality, as their companion’s stare seemed to drill a hole into their
soul. They all got up in unison, and most of them looked fondly at the
young lead, trying to comfort him without saying anything. Surrounded by
his friends, he felt safe, and then he heard it.
“Kurt Hummel is
back at McKinley!!” The delicate voice made its way towards the lead’s
ears, and hearing it soothed his troubled soul immediately. He tensed
up slightly, and then listened, but no other words were understandable.
Glancing over at the boy to his right, he saw him start to walk forward.
In that instant, he felt his brain go numb. He could not go on. He
could not get any closer to the voice of the angel he had not yet seen.
He could not take one more step because he feared for his delicate
heart, his fleeting love. Yet he was not able to resist. The voice was
calling to him, and he yearned to answer, needing to see those dazzling
opalescent eyes once more. He caught up to the others and took the lead,
grateful to be surrounded by his closest friends. He could not have
done this alone. They were on the edge of the steps, and he was not
facing them, but he knew they felt his gratitude, as they all prepared
for their big event. Stepping slowly onto the first step, the vocalist
looked longingly at a certain boy, and at that moment he felt at peace.
Nothing else mattered now. He started to talk, but his words were not
important. He couldn’t even tell what he was saying, he just knew that
he meant it. The other boy, Kurt, suddenly felt a great pain in his
chest. And once the dashing schoolboy had started singing, it only got
worse.
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete.
With each phrase he took a step down, gazing at Kurt’s dazzling
porcelain face, his delicate jaw bones, his astounding russet hair
shimmering in the sunlight.
Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
Closing in on the group of friends that surrounded the precious soul,
he couldn’t bear to look at Kurt’s face, and instead focused on his
dashing companions harmonizing perfectly in the background.
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
The piano came into view, and he rushed towards it, not only playing
along, but using it to steady his shaking body without looking
suspicious.
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go? So why don't we go?
Oh, this could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know
During the last chorus, the Warlers one by one filed out of the
courtyard after giving Kurt the goodbye they believe he deserved. They
all stood in a line now, above the shuttering lead, as he tried to keep
his focus on the last few notes, holding the last word in the most
melodic of whispers, ending in a low sigh. The last note rang for a
while and it hung in the air for what seemed like an eternity. But it
eventually faded as well, leaving just the boy, alone in a crowded
space, hands trembling slightly at his side, fighting back tears yet
about to accept defeat. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, trying in
vain to keep his emotions inside. Then he felt a strong pair of arms
wrap themselves forcefully yet delicately around him, and he let it all
out. Wrapping his arms around the delicate chest, he clung onto the boys
back for dear life, afraid that letting go would mean losing him.

“Blaine, that was beautiful…” The last word trailed off as Blaine could
feel Kurt shivering slightly as he gave in to the tears. The warm water
was caressing his cheek, but it didn’t matter at all as long as his
angel was in his grasp. “I’m never saying goodbye to you.” The
harmonious voice continued, before Kurt choked up and also started
crying. In that moment, they seemed infinite, and Blaine realized why
this boy was true perfection. Fighting back the urge to kiss him, Blaine
just nuzzled his head into Kurt’s warm neck, believing that he was
ready to die in Kurt’s embrace. Nothing would matter anymore as long as
his strong arms were there to protect him. Yet the feeling ended much
too soon as Kurt reluctantly pulled away. He took a few steps back,
admiring the glistening trails of tears that were blazing on Blaine’s cheeks.
Watching Kurt look at him so longingly was too much for him, and with a
small but powerful nod of the head, Blaine turned around and joined his
fellow vocalists, not looking back, and succumbing under the pressure of
his sadness. He never even made it out of McKinley high school, as he
had leant against a wall around the corner and pounded his fist in
despair. But it was too late, Kurt was happy and that was all that
mattered.
So why don’t we go somewhere only we know?
I really, really enjoy writing stories of all kinds! So if anyone has any suggestions I would be glad to write something for them! Doesn't have to be about Glee, it can be anything! Anyways until next time guys!
xoxoxo,
loulou