The song is called "Never Let This Go" by Paramore. Thanks to all you guys who followed this story. I can only hope that you ejoyed this piece enough to check out my other ones ;)

"Uhm, Kurt?" Finn was standing at the top of the stairs on Monday morning. Kurt was sitting at his vanity table. Since Saturday things had been extremely awkward between the two of them. "I wanted to talk to you about, well you know." He said. Kurt nodded silently, though he was dreading what was coming next.

"Thing between you and Puck aren't over just yet." Finn said softly, taking a few hesitant steps towards his future step brother. "And neither are things between me and Rachel." He admitted, watching Kurt's expression carefully.

He had been crying that morning already, and Finn really didn't want to upset him even more.

"I know." Kurt said. He was still in his bathrobe. The two of them were silent for a moment before Kurt got up and crossed the room to where Finn was standing.

"I guess I was just tired of seeing you cry." Finn said, his eyes showing pure and utter guilt. Kurt placed his hands on his hips and blew out a breath. "I understand all that." He said, still avoiding Finn's eyes. "Being with you yesterday made me realize that I'm really not ready for another relationship. Or whatever the hell it is me and Puck had." Kurt said, turning and beginning to putter around with the moisturizers on his vanity.

"Will you still help me with the song?" he asked suddenly looking at Finn. The taller teen looked surprised for a moment, but his expression softened almost immediately. "Of course." He said with a small smile. Kurt returned the smile and got up on his tippy toes to peck Finn's cheek.

"Thanks for everything." He said quietly. Finn nodded, knowing that Kurt didn't need to be with anyone right now. Especially someone as confused about his feelings as Finn Hudson!

"Mr. Schue, may I start us off with a song?" Kurt asked when everyone had settled into the last Glee club meeting of the year. They had already begun discussing potential songs for next year. This meeting was simply a formality. "I suppose so, Kurt." He said quietly.

Everyone's face reflected complete disbelief. He hadn't sung a solo in Glee club since before his attack, and no one expected him to be able to for quite some time. But here he was, at the front of the room, staring out at their bright faces. Finn took his place at the drums and Artie (whom Kurt had spoken to the day before) set to work getting his guitar ready to play.

"Noah," he began shakily, and everyone's eyes widened considerably. "You have been asking me for two weeks to "talk" about this. And up until now I haven't really wanted to because I'm afraid." He admitted, his voice growing a bit stronger now. "I don't think you really understand how badly you hurt me." He said, his voice beginning to shake again. Quinn wasn't looking at him. She was examining her nails closely and trying hard not to look at either Kurt or Puck.

"I didn't mean to," Puck said suddenly, causing everyone to give him the dirtiest looks he'd ever received. "I know," Kurt began. "But it doesn't excuse it."

Mercedes smiled with pride. She knew Kurt was strong. "Maybe one day things can be okay again. But until then, just listen to the song." He said, nodding at Artie and Finn. "And I mean, really listen." Kurt said, a bit of hope shining in his eyes. Finn started with a beat on the drums and Artie followed suit. Kurt took a deep breath a started to sing.

"Maybe if my heart stops beating, it won't hurt this much. And never will I have to answer again to anyone." He could feel a blush creeping onto his face as he sang.

"Please don't get me wrong,

Because I'll never let this go.
But I can't find the words to tell you.
I don't want to be alone,
But now I feel like I don't know you.

One day you'll get sick of
saying that everything's alright.
And by then I'm sure I'll be pretending,
Just like I am tonight.

Please don't get me wrong

Because I'll never let this go,
But I can't find the words to tell you.
I don't want to be alone,
But now I feel like I don't know you.

Let this go, let this go

But I'll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
But now I feel like I don't know you

And I'll never let this go
But, I can't find the words to tell you
That now I feel like I don't know you."

Kurt's voice was breaking on the last note and he let a few tears slip from his eyes.

Puck was silent as a stone. He wanted to run to Kurt and tell him how sorry he was, and how much he loved him. But Kurt didn't want to hear that. It seemed, though, that in that one song Kurt managed to say everything he'd been holding in for so long. Puck nodded slowly. "Thanks for finally talking to me." Puck said, staring at Kurt's glassy hazel eyes. Kurt nodded slowly and took an open seat by Santana. She was the one squeezing his hand this time.

Mr. Shue cleared his throat, clearly having been taken over by emotion at Kurt's brave move. "I don't know what happened, Kurt. But I think that was very brave of you." Mr. Shue said, offering a small smile at the soprano. Kurt turned in his seat to see that Puck was wiping a tear from his face and staring at the floor. He felt a small, albeit heartbroken, smile form on his face.

"Someday, maybe, I can love you again."