beautiful son

I think I love you

AN// i would like to aplogise for taking a while to update, just been really struggling to stay motivated recently. anyway, enjoy! <33 would also like to say, courtney is in this chapter but I do NOT hate her, so i am purely dramatising her character just for the plot. although I'm not her biggest fan, so don't think i'm a massive courtney lover either.

unedited.

~July 4th 1989~

'Kurt!' Evelyn shouted from downstairs. She couldn't believe that he was still asleep. Lazy bastard, she thought. 'Are you gonna make me come up there and literally carry you out of bed?!' She snickered to herself. 'Alright MOM...jeez' Kurt huffed, like a teenager. Coincidentally, Evelyn was currently listening to Teenage Riot by Sonic Youth as she cooked eggs and toast. Like a little housewife. No, Evelyn would never be just a housewife, not when she was dating someone like Kurt. They were dating now, something Evelyn still couldn't quite wrap her head around. She felt so lucky, even when he stayed in bed till two in the fucking afternoon sometimes. 

Kurt emerged in the kitchen doorway, looking at Evelyn. 'What the fuck are you wearing?' He said flatly. She was wearing a tattered old jumper with the american flag on it, it was something her gran had given her one year as a Christmas present. She hated it. 'Well duh 4th of July dumbass!' She looked behind her, smiling at Kurt a lil. 'Oh how very patriotic of you Miss Alys..' Kurt mumbled, before wrapping his arms sleepily around her waist. 'Oooo eggs' Kurt observed. 'You're so fucking cute y'know..' Evelyn giggled, reluctantly removing Kurt's arms from her waist as she plated the eggs up on top of the toast. His arms seemed to a permanent fixture around her waist recently. It was sort of a protective instinct.

They ate their eggs and toast as they watched the quiet traffic outside and listened to some more Sonic Youth. Evelyn had gotten into Sonic Youth because of her friend's older brother, he used to play it sometimes when she was there. Full volume. Almost everyone in the village could probably hear it. Nevertheless, his music taste had a big impact on Evelyn.

'So Kurt..Jim Morrison.' Evelyn randomly said. 'What about him?' Kurt replied, still looking out of the window. 'Well, what are your thoughts on him?' Kurt sneered as she said that. 'What is this? A fucking interview?' Evelyn glared at him. 'Kurt just answer the damn question!' She laughed. 'Why? Do you like him or something? Because I don't know if I can continue to court you if you do..' Kurt raised an eyebrow. 'Who doesn't have just a bit of a crush on Jim?' Evelyn blushed like a little schoolgirl. 'You're joking right?' Kurt snapped. 'No! Have you seen him?' She snapped back. 'Yes. The man's a fucking sex object. So many women think hes fucking "hot"...' Kurt got up to leave. 'Baby don't be jealous he's dead for christ's sake..but he was a damn good singer.' (personally i love the shit outta jim morrison.) 

Kurt walked up the stairs like a zombie, the man was beyond tired, and got dressed. He wanted to use again. He hadn't even been addicted, but he wanted it. The hunger for dope was growing stronger and stronger by the second. He couldn't betray Evelyn. She was too fragile as it was. He just had to wait, he told himself. 

'Kurt c'monnn!!' His girlfriend's voice interrupted his thoughts. Thank fuck. Anything to distract him from what he was currently feeling. Evelyn danced playfully around the bedroom in her babydoll dress and baggy american sweater. Kurt smiled. 'How did I get so lucky hmm?' Evelyn's face turned pink. 'I could ask the same question, Cobain.'

-Fastforward about five hours-

'We ready?' Kurt asked, as Evelyn quickly brushed her hair before heading out the door. 'Mhmmm! God, I'm so excited..a party eh..' She smiled.

They were going to a '4th Of July' party at Krist's. Well, Krist just used any excuse to hold a party, to have free booze (people not from England : booze means alcohol) and pot. Kurt wanted Evelyn to get some confidence back, she told him last night that she wanted to cut again. 'You're doing so well already baby..' Kurt had comforted her, of course. He wouldn't let anything bad happen to her.

They arrived at the party, and it was already in full swing. 'COME IN COME IN FRIENDS!' Krist shouted, the door already unlocked. Krist truly didn't care. Evelyn giggled to herself. 'Hey Krist, man. How ya doing?' Kurt shouted a bit above the loud music. Pixies 'Velouria' was currently playing. Before Krist even got a chance to reply, his jaw dropped. 'What is it?' Said Evelyn and Kurt simultaneously, it was almost cliche.

 'Hey everyone!' A loud, feminine voice spoke. 'It's not-' Evelyn said, and turned round. 'Oh hey Courtney.' Kurt just said casually. 'See, he wants me honey..' Courtney laughed. She was wearing a short black dress with a peter pan collar, and had some glitter in her hair, and of course, her trademark red lipstick. That woman was all lipstick.

Evelyn just glared at her. 'I'm off to the bathroom.' She spoke quietly. 'Yeah bye.' Courtney laughed. 'She's a bitch Kurt.' She continued. 'What the fuck did you just say?' Evelyn turned around almost straight away. 'You're a bitch.' Courtney spoke again. Louder. Evelyn glared at her. She was vile. 'No Courtney. I think you're the bitch here.' Evelyn had to bite her lip to stop herself from saying anymore. 'Did you hear how this GIRL just spoke to me?' Courtney grumbled. 'Courtney no one invited you here. So get the fuck out.' Krist spoke at last. Courtney just glared before walking out. 'You're all trash whores anyway.' She said on her way out. 'That woman surely loves to talk about herself..' Kurt murmered. 

'Come on Eve..' Kurt whispered. They'd been at the party a couple of hours at this point. Drank a lot, smoked a lot, and danced,and laughed. Evelyn was now sat on the stairs as 'I Know It's Over' by The Smiths played. 'Kurt what do you want?' She slurred, although she was still very much aware of what was going on. 'I want you princess..' He said quietly into her ear. Evelyn started to blush. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her up the stairs into the spare room. 

And he was certainly going to get what he wanted..

AN// leaving you on a cliffhanger! will try to make myself update more frequently. until next time, angels.