AN- So, hi again, heres the next chapter, there is a really long speech thing in here that Blaine says, which you MUST read because its kind of sweet, hope u like it -AN

Blaine POV

I watch Kurt fall in slow motion. He's silent, but i scream. I feel myself run forward and catch him, pulling him back up to the bridge. I take the moment to kiss his forehead lightly, adrenaline still fresh in my veins. Kurts eyes open, and he looks at me with weak anger.

"Why would you save me?" He's half-crying now, "I was letting go, and I'll never forgive you for taking that away from me."

With that, he lapses into unconsciousness. I notice bleeding on his temple and realise that he must have hit it when he fell. Hoping he doesn't feel me and wake up, I press my lips to his. I've always loved Kurt. But i don't think he feels the same way, and i've never really, well, told him. Without more consideration, i decide to take Kurt to Mckinley. I've met atleast most of his friends there, and to be honest, i don't want to go to a hospital or anything. I'm scared.

When i get to his former high school, i immediately go to the choir room. He's showed me all around the school, so i know my way there easily. The entire glee club stands. Will Schuester takes Kurt from me and sits him on one of the now-empty chairs.

"What happened?" He demands.

"Kurt tried to kill himself," I manage, still shaken, "He said he was letting go."

Gasps and murmurs echo around the room. Mr Schuester ushers most of the members out of the room as i kneel down besides Kurt and take his hand in mine. The only people left now are Mercedes and Rachel. Kurt is still out cold, but no longer bleeding. I stand, and go over to the remaining people in the room.

"What do i do?" I whisper, "I saved him, and he said he'd never forgive me."

Rachel sighs.

"We know Kurt. He's not in his right mind."

I turn and glance at him. As usual he looks beautiful. I cant stand it anymore.

Kurts POV

I stir and awaken, but before i open my eyes i hear Blaine talking and pretend to still be asleep.

"....Forgive me." He's saying.

"We know Kurt," Rachels voice sighs, "He's not in his right mind."

I feel someones gaze upon me and force a look of peace upon my face.

"Yeah," It's Mercedes now, "You should apologise to him, and he'll end up saying that it doesnt matter and that you shouldnt apologise."

Blaines voice speaks next, but it sounds like either he's been crying, or he's about to. I crack open my eyes just enough so i can see.

"Apologise for what?" He half-shouts, tears in his eyes, "Apologise for loving Kurt so much that I can't bear for anything to happen to him? No, I shouldn't apologise for that. Should I apologise for wanting him? For wanting him so much more than I should? For wanting his lips on mine, for wanting his hands on my body, for wanting every, single, inch of him on every single inch of me. Wanting him every day and every night. Every single time I look at him I want to kiss him, should I apologise for that? Or should I apologise for the fact that since the day I met him I have been tired every day? Because I never get any peaceful sleep, as my sleep is filled with dreams of him, with dreams of him loving me. I should apologise, you're right. I should apologise for letting myself fall so deeply in love with him that I can't ever find a way out. I never let myself feel this way about anyone. But then I met Kurt, and I didn't even mean to, but I fell. Hard. And I can't stop looking at him, or imagining what it would feel like to kiss him. I'm SCARED, because this feeling isn't going away and he probably doesn't feel the same way, so all I'm going to get out of this is heartbreak," His voice is broken now, and I hear him sit down on the seat next to me but I still don't show him that I'm awake, and have heard every word as he continues, "I'm so scared, guys. I don't know where to go from here."

My heart is beating erratically in my chest and I try not to breathe too quickly.

"You.... love Kurt?" Rachel sounds completely shocked.

"I have since the moment I first saw him," Blaine whispers, his voice tired, "I remember thinking that he was the most beautiful person in the world. I still think that, actually."

I take a deep breath, open my eyes, and speak.

"Well, I do have a great fashion sense."

AN- Eh? WAs it good? Dont forget to comment. luv u guys -AN