Second chapter! More character development
[I would like to dedicate this chapter to Matt Thura, because the street I put Dalton Academy near is Thura road HAH]
I do not own Glee, the characters, Dalton Academy, or the song (1).


Not Alone

Kurt grinned and waved goodbye, shaking his head at the boys' shenanigans, then walked in the direction Wes had pointed him in. Down the hallway covered with beautiful paintings of musical instruments and singers, Kurt passed an open doorway. In a moment, he realized someone was in there sitting at a piano. Thinking nothing of it, he walked all the way down to the Grand Staircase before coming back the way he'd come from. The Warbler Hall was clearly empty, and some note on the floor had said practice was cancelled for the day.

Guess that makes this trip pretty worthless then…

He sighed. This week had been absolutely horrible - the shoving, the confrontation, the kiss..

Kurt's thoughts were interrupted as he drew closer to the open room with the boy at the piano, because he distinctly heard the piano being played and an amazing voice vocalizing wordlessly above the chords.

He crept nearer, drawn to the sound.

He stood near the door, listening, as the boy at the piano began the words to a song:


I've been alone

Surrounded by darkness

I've seen how heartless

The world can be

I've seen you crying

You felt like it's hopeless

I'll always do my best

To make you see

Blaine smiled softly to himself. He had gone straight to his piano the moment he got home from the hospital, and absorbed himself in song writing. He had needed an outlet for his emotions, a peaceful outlet. Boxing wasn't a good idea, given what had just happened.

It was written as a love song, but Blaine didn't have anyone in particular he had written it to, or was singing it to. This was for himself.
Little did he know, the song was for another boy as well.


Baby, you're not alone

'Cause you're here with me

And nothing's ever gonna bring us down

'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you

And you know it's true

It don't matter what'll come to be

Our love is all we need to make it through…

Kurt caught his breath. The Dalton boy was an amazing singer. He could practically feel the emotion rolling off the boy as he seemed to throw everything he had into the song.

He listened closely to the lyrics. Pangs of sadness and raw loneliness coursed through him, penetrating the shield Kurt had kept up for so long.
Feeling shocked and overwhelmed with emotion, he shut his eyes tight. The song was getting to him. He felt as if the song had been written for him, was being sung for him. The countertenor thought frantically, trying to place the song, before he realized.
Oh my God he's singing an original song.
Laughing slightly inside, he shook his head at how a single song was reducing him to near tears.

There's no words to describe this except… beautiful.
He believed every single word the Dalton boy sang.


Now I know it ain't easy

But it ain't hard trying

Every time I see you smiling

And I feel you so close to me...

And you tell me

Baby, you're not alone

'Cause you're here with me

And nothing's ever gonna bring us down

'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you

And you know it's true

It don't matter what'll come to be

Our love is all we need to make it through...

Blaine played his heart out. This song had been the only thing keeping him from breaking into a million pieces, as it was right now. He had been able to keep the memory of nearly dying locked away and shoved in a dark corner of his mind, but that photograph had swiftly brought it back to light. Blaine's voice broke as he sang the chorus, cracking with emotion. Nothing's ever gonna bring us down, the angelic voice from earlier and his mind whispered in unison.
He remembered waking up in that stark white hospital room. Everything seemed too loud, too harsh, too blinding, too slow. He remembered seeing his mother sobbing in a corner and Cooper trying to comfort her, while his father paced the hallway outside yelling angrily into his phone.

He remembered the police coming in to question him, remembered everyone's faces when he asked if his friend was okay.


I still have trouble

I trip and stumble

Trying to make sense of things sometimes...

I look for reasons

But I don't need 'em

All I need is to look in your eyes

And I realize...

The curly-haired boy at the piano was shaking. Shaking with the pressure of holding it in. The realization dawned on Kurt, because he knew exactly what that felt like. He was feeling it right now. He could hear the raw feeling of being so utterly lost, but tucking it away down inside.

Kurt started to feel a nagging sensation in the back of his mind about watching the boy, who clearly thought no one was watching.

This should feel so private… Like I'm intruding. But it doesn't.
He blinked his glasz eyes shut, squeezing out the tears pooling there, and focusing on the sounds pouring from the singing boy's mouth. Imagining accompanying the boy as he sang right there, being sung to by the boy, singing to the boy. Because it sounded like both of them needed it.


Baby, I'm not alone

'Cause you're here with me

And nothing's ever gonna take us down

'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you

And you know it's true

It don't matter what'll come to be

Our love is all we need to make it through...

Floating through the room in whispers. "Internal bleeding…", "Brain damage…", "Cracked skull…"
Blaine remembered the court trial, the funeral, and the running. Running to Dalton. To safety.
Remembered his mother and brother's tearful happiness that Blaine was okay, that Blaine would recover, and his father's gruff "good to have you back, son."

Then as soon as he had been back, he had been sent away. Or rather, he had left. To a new start. He had found friends, friends that protected him and were always there for him to talk to. Who accepted him, respected him even. He was forever grateful for that. Here at Dalton, he had found family. A family who appreciated his voice and his songs and his music, who was crazy and wild but at the same time could be so incredibly strong and sweet. But, most of the boys here had been born already knowing they would be sent to Dalton, so no one really understood what Blaine had gone through.


Oh, 'cause you're here with me

And nothing's ever gonna bring us down

Cause nothing, nothing, nothing

Can keep me from lovin' you

And you know it's true

It don't matter what'll come to be

You know our love is all we need...

Finally opening his eyes, Kurt realized he had been holding his breath. More tears dripped down, collecting on the carpeted floor.

With all his will, he forced strength into the words pounding through his mind. You are not alone, and I'm here with you. Kurt tried with all his might to somehow, someway, get that message to cross the space between him and the boy at the piano.

Whoever you are, know that you are not alone.


Our love is all we need...

To make it through…

Blaine lifted his hands, letting the last notes linger in the air. He stood up, amidst the echoing sound of the piano chords, when he heard it again. The sweet reassuring voice in his head, except something was different this time. The voice pierced through his cloudy thoughts, ringing loud and clear.
You are not alone, and I'm here with you. Blaine's heart sped up at the words.

Whoever you are, know that you are not alone. Tears threatened to burst free again, except he was out of tears. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt very tired.


As the song ended, Kurt smiled faintly. He hadn't gotten much information on the Warblers and so had "failed" on his mission, but one thing was for sure - this wasn't over. Kurt watched as the boy stood up, staring at the piano keys for a little bit.
Kurt felt his phone buzz quietly in his pocket, and took that as his cue to leave. Swiftly and surely, feeling stronger than when he first entered the boarding school's grounds, he turned around, walking back the way he came and got into his Navigator. Throwing one last lingering glance over his shoulder at the school, he drove through the gate and headed in the direction of Lima.


David and Wes walked calmly across the building toward the Warbler Hall, perfectly concealing their mission. Both boys had seen the flicker of something in Kurt's eyes, something that suggested Kurt's reason he was here wasn't solely to spy. The flicker was familiar - it was what had been in Blaine's eyes when he first arrived. Because of this, Wes and David fully intended to invite Kurt for coffee and to hopefully get him to open up about why he was really there.
The pair started to grow worried when they didn't see Kurt at all on the way to the Warbler Hall, or in any of the rooms. Just as they were about to look in the music room, Blaine stepped through the doorway.
"Oh, hey Anderson!"
Blaine turned around, and smiled, his face a mask. "Montgomery, Thompson! I see you guys found the gavel."

Wes and David shot each other a look before replying. "Yup. That fool Cameron…"

Blaine's observant friends saw the slightest waver in that confident smile, and made a note to talk to him about that later. But for now…
David glanced at Wes again, before asking, "Hey, uh, Blaine? Have you seen a boy walking around near here? We're looking for someone."

Blaine thought quickly, but didn't recall seeing anyone. "No, sorry. I was in the music room and didn't really pay attention."

The worry in Wes's mind grew even more. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar looking brunette crossing the parking lot. He nudged David gently, nodding in that direction, and David exhaled in relief. They had been worried about the boy for reasons they didn't understand.

Why were we worried about him? David pondered. Oh yeah. He reminded us of Blaine.

Blaine watched his two friends as they had a silent conversation, and waited patiently for them to finish.

Suddenly, a flash of blond hair whizzed by, yanking the gavel out of Wes's relaxed grip. Time seemed to slow as Wes's face turned red, David shouted, and both boys chased after the thief.

Blaine sighed, and took off after Cameron behind Wes and David. With the insane war cries the boys were making, it'd be a while before he could start his homework.

So, why not join in on the fun?


I feel like I'm being mean, making them literally pass by each other without the meeting.
AW DARREN. This song though. It's so beautiful and I love imagining Blaine singing it to Kurt when I play it on piano.
(1) The song is "Not Alone" by Darren Criss~ From his Human EP and also use in AVPM. Hopefully you knew that already ;)
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