Give My Heart A Break

I'm Listening

"Police, Hands up."

The three boys slowly raised their hands and turned around. "No!" screamed Aimee from the door, causing the boys to look up. They watched as Wes, David, Nick and Jeff came back from where they had ran after some footballers. Everyone was stood at the door in complete shock as the police handcuffed the boys. Kurt immediately picked up Aimee and held her close, keeping his eyes on Blaine. Everyone wanted to do or say something but didn't know what. Blaine looked to Puck and watched as he saw Quinn's face and was instantly, visibly, ashamed. He then looked to Cooper who smiled slightly at him. 'It's going to be okay'. Blaine nodded slowly and looked back to Kurt. He opened his mouth slightly but couldn't find the words. He and the other boys nodded when the police asked if they understood what their rights were - even if they weren't listening. They then got shoved into the back of the police cars and got drove away. Everyone eventually walked back inside, not noticing the man nobody wants to see - smirking to himself as he put his phone back in his pocket - stood against the building across the road from the hotel. James Anderson.

Kurt followed everyone back inside and sat down at a table with them, holding Aimee close. "How did the police find out about this!?" Shouted Santana, looking at everyone - including the staff. The staff assured them that they didn't call the police as they took it outside along with everyone else on the table.

"What are we going to do?" asked Brooke.

"Mr Schue." Sighed Aimee. Everyone nodded and decided to leave the reception and go to Will and Emma. Brittany was the first to the door when they got there. She knocked and waited patiently until Santana decided they were taking to long and started banging on the door until Will came to answer it.

"Calm down, Santana." He sighed and let everyone inside. They all filled the living room and Will got worried when he didn't see Blaine. "Where's Blaine? Puck? Cooper?"

"They..." Daniel breathed. "Got arrested."

"What?" Mr Schue's eyes widened. After Emma had come downstairs and everyone had explained what had happened, Mr Schue told them all to go home and get some rest. Wes, Phoebe and David were the first to leave. Brooke and Daniel tried to leave but failed when Ryan wouldn't leave Aimee. Mr Schue then assured the that he could stay here for the night and they left with Nick, Jeff, Quinn, Santana and Brittany when Kurt refused to leave. "Kurt..? Would you like to stay here tonight?" Kurt - who hadn't said a word since he had watched the boys get taken away by the police - nodded and smiled gratefully when Mr Schue said he would call his dad. Emma took them upstairs and led them into Aimee's room. Aimee and Ryan got into bed and fell asleep next to each other after a kiss on the head from Kurt. Emma smiled sadly and took Kurt's hand. He gave her a slightly confused look but followed her as she led him into Blaine's room. He let her hug him and laid down on his bed when she left. He slipped off his shoes and got under the covers, inhaling Blaine's sent and looked over to the nightstand to see a photo of Will, Emma, Aimee, himself and the rest of the New Directions. He picked it up to get a better look and smiled slightly as he put it back. He glanced at the promise ring on his finger and stared at it for a second as he rested into the bed. He kissed the ring and suddenly let the tears fall.

Puck, Blaine and Cooper all sat side by side in a holding cell at the police station, they hadn't said a word to each other since they had been arrested. Their cell phones had been confiscated by an officer who was apparently keeping an eye on them, but seemed to be half asleep. Puck had his head against the wall and looked incredibly bored while Cooper was sat trying to stay calm. Blaine stood up and sat on the floor, facing them. "Thank you." Both boys looked up. "Both of you, you saved my ass out there."

"Your my brother." smiled Cooper.

"We did make a pretty good team." smirked Puck.

"Yeah we do." Cooper laughed lightly, giving him a fist bump. They looked to Blaine and there smiles faded. "It's going to be okay, Squirt."

"Yeah, I mean... I've been here plenty of times, all we have to do is wait." sighed Puck. "Karofsky started it, we'll be out in no time."

"We ruined the wedding and Aimee had to see that..." breathed Blaine.

"We didn't ruin it, they did."

"Kurt and Aimee's faces..." Blaine sighed and looked up to Puck. "...Quinn's face."

Puck's expression softened. "I hate this, why did she have to be there... I'm so ashamed."

"We all are." sighed Cooper.

"I just can't stop thinking about Aimee and Kurt's faces." Blaine thought out loud. "And Will and Emma's when they find out... they're going to be so disappointed in me."

They sat there in silence until they finally got asked if they wanted to make their one phone call. Puck debated out loud whether or not he should call Quinn and eventually did when Blaine told him that she would want to hear from him. "Quinn?"

"Puck." she breathed.

"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Me?" she scoffed. "Your the one who got arrested."

"You think I don't know that?" He sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Just, don't." she sighed. "I get it, okay? You had to help, I'd have been disappointed if you hadn't."

Puck smiled slightly at that until a police officer informed him he had to end the call, he glared at the man as he spoke. "I've gotta go. I'll see you soon."

"Okay," He heard her breath hitch. "I love you."

His face instantly softened, his mouth slightly open. "Thank you." He breathed and put the phone down, instantly regretting it when he realized what he had just said. He shook his head and followed the officer back to the cell, passing Cooper on his way out. He sat down on the floor and stared at the wall in front of him in silence.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked softly after a minute of silence. Puck just shook his head and returned to his previous position. They stayed silent until the same officer came to get him for his phone call.

"Hello?" asked Mr Schue on the other end of the line when there wasn't an answer he spoke again. "Blaine. I've been waiting for your call."

"I'm so sorry." Blaine breathed, letting the tears he had been holding in fall.

"Don't be." he said simply, holding back his own tears. "This is not your fault."

"I, I..."

"It's going to be okay, Blaine. I promise, everything's going to be okay."

"I, tell everyone I love them? And look after Kurt and Aimee..?"

"I will, don't worry Blaine."

"I have to go." Blaine sighed as the officer gave him the signal to end the call.

"Bye Blaine, I love you."

"I love you too." Blaine smiled without a second thought.

The next day, even though his boyfriend, his boyfriends brother and... well, Noah was in a holding cell, Kurt still had to go to school. After a long, boring day he walked into Glee club, Mr Schue was already there along with Ms Pillsbury as everyone walked in and took their usual seats. "Kurtie?" Kurt looked up to see Wes, Ryan, Nick, Jeff, Burt, Carole, Aimee and David walking into the room. They all sat down around the room after a couple of exchanged hugs.

"Okay, well as you all probably know, Puck, Blaine and Cooper got arrested and I just wanted to say that I got a call from Blaine last night." Will said softly as Aimee sat on Kurt's lap.

Kurt's head snapped up. "What? What did he say?"

"He told me to tell you he loves you all." He smiled sadly. "I found out that they're all going to court tomorrow."

Blaine woke up on the floor along with Noah and Cooper - wide awake - sat next to him. "Morning."

"Hey." sighed Cooper they looked over to Noah who was staring at the same wall as last night.

"Are you going to tell us what's going on?" asked Blaine.

"Quinn told me she loved me." He said simply.

Their eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

"That's awesome."

"What did you say?" asked Blaine.

"Thank you."

"Oh god,"

"Bad move."

"Do you love her back?" asked Cooper.

"Yes." He admitted.

"Then why didn't you tell her?"

"I couldn't..."

"Why not?"

"She deserves better." He stated."I'm never going to get out of this town. I'm a Lima loser, Just like my dad, I proved that last night."

And once again they sat in silence since that's what they seem to do when they don't know what to say. After 15 minuets an officer, the same from last night, finally came to cell. "Anderson." Both Blaine and Cooper's heads snapped up. "Blaine. Anderson." Blaine stood up and followed the officer down the hallway, into a small room where there was just a table with two chairs, one on each side. "Take a seat you have a visitor." He did as he was told as the officer left the room and after a minute or two, Mr Anderson walked inside.

"Hello Blaine." He smirked.

Blaine - who was expecting Mr Schue - instantly tensed as the man sat down on the seat across from him. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Calm down Blaine. I come with good news." Blaine raised an eyebrow at that. "I'm getting you out of there." He saw Blaine's questioning look and carried on. "I'm a very successful lawyer, Blaine." He stated. "I could get a murderer a fine instead of jail time if I really wanted to."

"But I'm not a murderer and Karofsky hit me first, I have loads of witnesses to prove that." He realized out loud.

They sat in silence for a second as Mr Anderson figured out what cards to play. "Alright, so you can get out easily... but the others can't."

Blaine's head snapped up. "What?"

"Puckerman didn't get hit first neither did Cooper."

"How did you know that?"

"I didn't." He smirked. Shit. "But, Cooper is an adult and this isn't Puckerman's first offence, it's not just going to be a slap on the wrist."

"I'm never going to get out of this town. I'm a Lima loser, Just like my dad, I proved that last night."

"But... if you play your cards right, I can get them out too."

"I'm listening."

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