It would have been easy for their lives to be different. For the two young lovers to fall together, finding sweet, intimate moments that allowed them to gradually fall in love. Sharing everything that high school sweethearts should. First kisses, first times, first arguments. Things don't always work out how they should though, sometimes life gets in the way and that's a pretty big thing to ignore.

Kurt took a deep breath as he stood in front of the large, marble building thinking of how things could have been, how, really, they should have been. He wanted to move his feet and grasp at the life he desired but he couldn't, they were planted to the ground and all he could do was stare up at the ominous building, the building that for so many others held so much hope, dreaming and love but for him signalled the end of his possibilities.

A tear rolled down his cheek as he slowly shuffled towards the door and spotted the sign that was to drive him on.

Welcome to the wedding of Mr Lucas P. Ashford and Mr Blaine Anderson.

Just seeing it there caused him to choke slightly. It was wrong. It was all wrong. It should have been his name on that sign and not Lucas'. Filled with a newfound determination, Kurt wiped away his tears, hardened his face and strode, determined, into the courthouse, ready to take his life back. To finally finish the inner fight that he knew they both were feeling.