Part of Your World

No. I do not own Glee or anything Disney. This is just what happens when my mind is allowed to wander.

….I….am so incredibly sorry. I really am quite awful at updating because I get distracted with life and just never get back around to writing and typing and typing and writing…yeah…

BUT! I am BACK! I just sat myself down at my computer so I could dish out the next chapter. I'll do it if it kills me…and before you all kill me _

Chapter 5


When the Warblers finished their final song, the adults began to break away to begin the meeting part of the evening. Kurt ducked out once again to a secluded spot and decided to call his dad.

"Hey Dad! I know it's late, but I wanted to let you know that I will be coming home soon…Yes, I know…It's alright. I totally forgot about it by now so don't fret okay? I love you! Good night!" Kurt ended the call and was about to head for the main doors when he noticed a table outside the main office. Just a tad curious, Kurt approached the new display and stopped short when he read the top of the flyer.


Please fill out application to be considered for new music scholarship that could earn you up to half off of tuition for Dalton Academy.

Please fill out and return form by…

Kurt didn't read any further but took an application and headed straight for the door.

'A music scholarship…' he thought as he climbed into his car, 'This could be my chance!' He smiled to himself as he turned on the ignition. "I can't wait to show Dad!"

He turned on his iPod and pulled out of the parking lot, Lady Gaga blaring from the speakers. After about 15 minutes of driving, Kurt came to a particularly nasty bend in the road. He quickly slowed to avoid swerving into the next lane, but was unprepared to see the outline of a large object illuminated by his headlights. It was the back of a car, and from the looks of it, a car that had not been as successful as Kurt in avoiding a close meeting with a tree.

Kurt pulled up along the shoulder and hurried out of his car. Running over to see if the driver need help, Kurt peered through the window. He quickly covered his mouth to try and stifle a horrified gasp. The driver was Blaine Anderson, the same boy Kurt had seen at the Warbler's performance. Kurt grabbed the door handle and was relieved to find that the door was unlocked.

'Thank whoever thought to put in a mechanism in a car that unlocks it after a crash.' Kurt thought. Seeing Blaine up close, Kurt felt the bottom drop out of his stomach. The same charismatic Warbler that sang and danced less than an hour ago…how could he look so lifeless? He was lying back in his seat, blood running steadily from a cut somewhere amongst his dark hair. There were also cuts and bruises on his hands and face. Kurt took out his cell phone, shaking hands causing him to fumble over the keys,

"911 what is your emergency?"

"I, I found...he's in his car…Must've crashed…I don't know if he's alive or dead…oh God, what if he's dead?"

"Alright hon. I need you to calm down. Take some deep breaths…In…Out…In….Out…Good. Now, can you tell me where you are?"

Kurt looked around frantically, "We're on the highway about 15 miles North of Dalton Academy."

"Okay, good." The lady on the other end did her best to encourage and give the frantic boy some comfort, "I have an ambulance on the way. In the meantime, I need you to check his pulse for me. Is he breathing?"

Kurt turned back to Blaine, trying to get a hold of himself. Taking a breath, he reached out and gently felt for the pulse under Blaine's jaw. A smile formed on Kurt's face as relief washed over him. Blaine's pulse was strong and his breathing regular. He conveyed the information to the woman on the phone.

"Those are great signs." the woman told Kurt. "The ambulance should arrive within the next few minutes. Until then, I need you to talk to the boy. Let him know help is on its way and that he isn't alone. I'll stay on the line until the police arrive."

"Okay…thank you…"Kurt kept the phone on, but placed it in his pocket so it wouldn't get in the way. He gently placed a hand on Blaine's shoulder.

"Blaine," he said softly, "Blaine can you hear me?" This seemed to work, because he began to stir slightly. "Blaine…you were in a car accident, but don't worry. The ambulance is on its way here. You're going to be fine."

Blaine groaned as he stirred a little more and then he slowly opened his eyes. Kurt couldn't help but think back to how those eyes had sparkled while he sang. Now, those eyes were filled with pain and confusion.

"Who…'re you…?" he slurred slightly, "Where…am I…?

He tried to move but hissed in pain. Kurt quickly steadied him and gently placed a hand on his shoulder again to halt any further movement.

"Everything…hurts." Blaine mumbled, closing his eyes again.

"Shh…shhh…I know, but you're going to be fine." Kurt began to tenderly stroke the boy's dark hair, hoping that the ambulance would turn the bend any moment. Kurt was startled to suddenly see Blaine's breathing becoming quite irregular, but soon realized that the boy was crying as tears streamed silently down his cheeks.

'The shock must be wearing off.' Kurt thought , 'Now he'll just feel the pain from his injuries.'

Continuing the gentle stroking of Blaine's hair, Kurt slowly started to sing.

Come stop your crying, it'll be alright

Just take my hand

Hold it tight

Kurt took one of Blaine's hands in his own and gave it a gentle squeeze.

I will protect you from all around you

I will be here don't you cry

Kurt's angelic voice, a sweet whisper in the cold darkness seemed to give Blaine comfort. His breathing slowed to a normal pace and he let himself sink into the warmth of this beautiful song.

You'll be in my heart

You'll be in my heart

From this day on

Now and forever more


Kurt saw that Blaine was calm now but didn't cease his song, nor the gentle stroking of his hair and face. Then there were the sounds of sirens. Blaine tried to open his eyes, but all he could see were flashes of red and blue…and the outline of a face. Was this the one who had been singing to him and holding his hand? It was so dark and the now throbbing ache in his head made it difficult to focus.

"You're alright now." A kind voice said, "You're safe."

Before Blaine could ask "Who are you?" the kind voice was replaced with another.

"You're gonna be fine son. We'll get you outta here in no time."

Blaine's overwhelmed mind couldn't take anymore. He slowly drifted off into oblivion, the memory of that beautiful voice in his head and the realization that his hand was cold and empty once again."


Kurt gave the police as much information as he could. From what he could see of the skid marks on the road, the car had suddenly swerved into the next lane and into a nearby tree. Blaine may have encountered an animal as he was coming around the bend and didn't have time to prepare himself. Kurt had turned down the offer of riding with Blaine to the hospital. He had to get home or else his dad would start asking questions.

'Anyway,' Kurt thought as he made his way back to hs car, "Blaine doesn't even know who I am. Why wake up from this ordeal to a complete stranger?"

He started up the car, watching as the paramedics loaded Blaine into their vehicle. Kurt gripped the steering wheel as he remembered Blaine's captivating eyes, the feel of his curly hair, the way he had leaned into his touch as Kurt sang to him…

"I don't know when…and I don't know how," Kurt whispered to the silence of his car, "But I will get into Dalton Academy. Watch and see," he pulled back onto the highway and began driving in the direction of home, "Someday, I'll be part of his world."


Done! Finally finished that chapter! Again, so sorry about the wait. I won't say when I'll update next, because let's be honest…who knows when that will be. Please keep reading and reviewing and thank you so much to those of you who have done so! Love you all!