Give My Heart A Break

The day before Nationals, Nationals

22nd May

The Day Before Nationals

~x~

6 pm ~ 11 hours until Nationals

After a long journey, the New Directions all got settled in and ordered pizza. Mr Schue had gone into another room to take a phone call while the new directions sat in the girls hotel room to eat. They all sat there comfortably talking about anything and everything other than Blaine. Noah and Brittany where the only ones who didn't contribute until Mike asked. "Are you guys okay?"

Noah just wrapped his arm around Quinn's shoulder and nodded while Brittany decided to speak. "No. This isn't right. Blaine should be here."

Everyone shut up and began to glance from Kurt to Brittany. Kurt shifted uncomfortably and stood up as he spoke. He looked at Brittany and spoke softly. "Well he isn't here, is he?" He looked down at the ground, suddenly feeling sick. "And we're just going to have to do this without him. I'm sorry Britt." He then slowly walked out of the room. He ran down the corridor and made his way outside of the hotel.

"Cooper." called Mr Anderson from the living room.

"Yes Father?" Cooper walked inside and sat down where he was instructed.

Mr Anderson looked him in the eye as he spoke. "I need you to look after Aimee tomorrow. I'm going on a business trip, I'll be back by 6 pm." Cooper nodded and stood up to leave the room. "And Cooper, make sure that Blaine doesn't leave this house." He warned.

Kurt ran down the street until he got tired and ended up on a bench. He felt in his pocket to find that he had his IPod. He sighed a sigh of relief, happy for the distraction. He pulled out his earphones and put his music on shuffle.

'You think I'm prettyWithout any makeup onYou think I'm funnyWhen I tell the punchline wrongI know you get meSo I let my walls come down, down'

He bit his lip as he thought back to the time he first heard Blaine sing this song...

"Anything to kiss you..." he winked and Kurt blushed, making Blaine want to kiss him even more... he was so freaking cute!

"Hmm, I'll have to think about that."

"Oh no you don't." Blaine laughed leaning in for a sweet kiss. He never wanted it to stop, but Kurt pulled apart and gave him a cheeky grin.

"That's all until later..."

"Really?" Blaine pouted, it was so cute that Kurt had to lean in and kiss it.

"Okay, now we have to go." And with that he held Blaine's hand and dragged him to his car. They got in quickly and Kurt pulled out of the school parking lot and started the drive to the mall. Blaine put on his sunglasses, turned the radio on and smiled at the song that came on. He loved it and just had to sing along to the chorus...

You make me feelLike I'm livin' aTeenage dreamThe way you turn me onI can't sleepLet's run away andDon't ever look back,Don't ever look back

Kurt looked at him and watched Blaine sing along happily. God everything he did Kurt could feel himself falling for him harder and harder.

My heart stopsWhen you look at meJust one touchNow baby I believeThis is realSo take a chance andDon't ever look back,Don't ever look back

"You like Katy Perry?" Kurt chuckled.

"Yeah! She's amazing!" Blaine grinned. Kurt laughed at how cute he was and sang along with him until they got there.

'Let you put your hands on meIn my skin-tight...'

Kurt snapped back to the present when someone tapped him on the shoulder. He rolled his eyes and turned around to see Brittany stood there. "I'm sorry, Kurt." She sniffled.

He just stood up and melted into her arms. "I miss him so much. Thank you Brittany, for everything. I love you."

"I love you too."

23rd May

Day of Nationals

~x~

3:10 pm ~ 1 and a half hours until nationals.

"Noah," Quinn whispered while shaking him, trying to wake him up from his nap after they rehearsed all day and finally managed to get away for a bit. "Noah?"

"Wake up!" Santana smacked him making him sit up quickly with wide eyes. "We have to find Blaine asshole, get up."

He rolled out of bed and got ready. "Where's Brittany?" He asked 10 minutes later when he was ready.

"She's keeping an eye on Kurt today." sighed Santana. "Now, come on." They quickly and quietly got out of the hotel. She grabbed Noah's phone from his pocket to text cooper.

Cooper looked over at his vibrating next to him on the couch as he, Blaine and Aimee watched T.V. He groaned and reached for his phone to see he had a text.

Is your dad in?- Puck, Quinn and Santana.

His eyes widened and a small, hopeful smile graced his lips as he quickly texted back.

No.-Cooper

He got a reply straight away.

We are on our way.-Puck, Quinn and Santana.

Around 20 minuets later, there was a ding dong. "Oh! Was that the doorbell? I wonder who that could be..." He wondered sarcastically and went to open the door. Aimee and Blaine looked at each other and then followed their older brother to see him open the door.

"Where is he?!" asked Puck, running into the house. He grinned when he saw Blaine and ran to give him a hug. "Blaine! Thank god your okay!"

Blaine stood there in shock and watched as Quinn and Santana came inside. Aimee was grinning from ear to ear and ran up to Quinn to give her a hug. "W-what are you guys doing here?" asked Blaine.

"We've come to save you." Stated Noah, putting his arm around Quinn.

"What?" Blaine raised his eyebrows and watched as Santana walked towards him and slapped him round the face. Cooper took this as the time to take Aimee out of the room.

"That was for leaving without saying goodbye." She slapped him again on the other cheek. "And that's for agreeing to that stupid deal in the first place."

"You told them?!" Blaine stage-yelled as he glared at Noah, ignoring the sting on his cheeks.

"I had too! I couldn't deal with the fact that you got me out of jail and now you have to go to another one."

"This isn't right Blaine!" Sighed Quinn.

"Let's all just sit down and talk about this." said Cooper, walking back into the room.

"Screw that! What are you doing here? What are you doing in L.A.?" He asked.

"We have National's here and we can't do this without you!" stated Noah. "We all need you! Kurt needs you!"

"Why?" Blaine asked. "Why does Kurt need me? He can move on and go to go to New York and become the star he's always wanted to be."

"Oh please, that's bullcrap! Kurt won't move on! He loves you asshole!" Santana yelled. Blaine didn't say anything and Santana took this as her time to carry on. "Come with us to Nationals and then back to Lima."

"We can't."

"Why not?"

"Because we have nowhere to go!"

"You can stay with one of us." tried Quinn.

"Look, I'm sorry guys, but Aimee needs somewhere permanent where she can live and grow up."

"What about Mr Schue's?" Asked Santana.

"No." He sighed and sat down on the stairs. "He's helped us enough."

"Then just come to Nationals, I have your solo and I don't want to sing it." Smiled Noah.

"Go, then leave again." Blaine sighed. "I can't do that to them." They stayed there in silence, trying to figure out what to do or say. "Will you guys just go. I'm not coming. I'm sorry."

"But-" Started Puck.

"Noah." sighed Quinn, he looked at her and watched as she shook her head.

They turned to leave and Santana just crouched in front of Blaine. "So your going to throw all of this away so Aimee can live with a complete asshole just because he will be able to provide for her? Lose your friends, your real family... the love of your life and, not just yours, but you and Aimee's only real chance of happiness." He looked down at the floor and stayed silent. She bit her lip and kissed his forehead. "Britt and I aren't the only ones perfect for each other." She whispered. She nodded to herself and left with Puck and Quinn.

4:10 pm ~ 50 minutes until nationals.

After a 20 minute cab ride of getting texts and calls from the rest of New Directions trying to find out where they are, Noah, Quinn and Santana finally arrived at the hotel to get ready. "Where have you been?!" asked Rachel as soon as they walked through the door.

"Sorry, sorry! We were busy!" Sighed Noah.

And that's when everyone - other then Kurt and Brittany - started shouting, talking between themselves or asking questions and Santana went mental. "Shut up!" She screamed making everyone jump. "¡Cállate! Don't you get that we don't want to talk about it! If you guys don't all shut the fuck up right now I will go all Lima Heights! No me gusta!" She started yelling in Spanish as she left the room, followed by Brittany.

"Are you okay?" asked Brittany, pulling Santana into a hug.

"He said he's not coming." She sighed and calmed down as she felt Brittany kiss her cheek.

"Come on," Brittany smiled. "lets get ready."

"Okay." Santana chuckled, how did she make her feel better that quickly. She grabbed her had, looked at her in the eyes and kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too." Brittany grinned and kissed her again, deeper this time. "Now we have to get ready." giggled Brittany.

4:32 pm ~ 28 minutes until nationals.

Quinn, Santana and Brittany stood in front of the bathroom mirror to in silence. "I can't believe Blaine didn't come." Sighed Quinn as she finished her hair. Brittany nodded as she applied more lipstick. Santana finished her eyebrows and took a deep breath.

"At least we have each other." Smiled Brittany.

"The Unholy Trinity." said Quinn.

"Start together, end together." Santana stated and smiled at their appearances. They were wearing bright red dresses with a black ribbon around their waists and a black bow on the neckline.

"I love you girls." Grinned Quinn, pulling them both in for a group hug.

"Me too." Smiled Santana.

"Me three." Giggled Brittany.

"Lets do this." Santana smirked.

4:50 pm ~ 10 minutes until nationals

"I don't like to put your hopes up, but i think we can win this guys." Mr Schue grinned as they all gathered backstage to get ready for their performance. "I know your nervous about going first but you can do this. I believe in you guys." He smiled and said a small speech about how far they had gotten and, even though Blaine's not here, they can do this. "Okay guys show time!" Everyone put their hands in and cheered just as the lights went off and on. Mr Schue grinned at them all and then left to get to his seat while on the phone to Emma.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the 48th annual National show choir competition. Please give a warm welcome to our judges: America's sweetheart, Lindsay Lohan, Hollywood gossip legend, Perez Hilton and Chicago's democratic city council member, Martin Fong..."

Santana ran over to Quinn and Brittany and grabbed their hands. "Starting together ending together."

"Just the way it should be." Smiled Brittany.

Continue Reading Next Chapter

About Us

Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered book publisher, offering an online community for talented authors and book lovers. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books you love the most based on crowd wisdom.