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Sing The Words, But Don’t Know What It Means: After Blaine’s transfer to Dalton after Sadie Hawkins, he is thrown into a world of friendly boys and people willing to be his friend. But his shyness always prevents him from making friends…and he really wants to make friends with a certain sophomore big-man-on-campus Kurt Hummel.
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Blaine lay curled up in the middle of his bed. He lay on his side, knees drawn up as close as he could get them to himself, arms wrapped tight around them. Every so often his body twitched with swallowed sobs, the only sound in the room was the Bobby Vee playing softly in the background.
My tears are falling ‘cause you’ve taken her away.
And though it really hurts me so, there’s something that I’ve gotta say…
Take good care of my baby.
“Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over…”
Summary: Blaine felt something hot bubble deep in his chest. The way Cooper looked at him, with his blue eyes wide and pleading, it was almost like he actually believed those three words could make up for the years of pain.
A/N: This is really short because I couldn’t handle it emotionally. I’m a big baby. I just love the Anderson brothers so much and I want them to be best friends forever, but someone prompted me to write something like this, so I did. Title taken from “You Found Me” by The Fray. Unbeta’d.
Okay now look at this.
Tell me this doesn’t break your heart.
Because when I look at Blaine’s face, I don’t see a 17 year old boy on the verge of adulthood. I see a child who was forced to grow up too soon, too fast. I see a broken boy who was pushed away from his parents, albeit unknowingly, by older Cooper, more successful Cooper, straight Cooper.
I see someone who’s trying to force himself to believe that he doesn’t need his brother’s love, when it once meant everything to him because it was what his own parents wouldn’t give him. I see a broken Blaine, one whose armor that was once so solid, now chipping and falling apart. This is the real Blaine, the one that he built walls around. The one that needs to reassure himself, although a bit petulantly, that he’s stronger now than before—that he can survive without his brother’s love. He’s saying it not only to Cooper but to himself, needing the constant reminder prove that Cooper isn’t the only person he loves now. He isn’t reliant, not anymore. He has Kurt now, and Kurt is his rock. Because even if they break up there is no doubt that they’ll still love each other. But Cooper, Cooper was the one to leave when Blaine needed him. This is Blaine going back to that time and reliving it, lashing out, letting go.
This is Blaine in his purest, rawest form.