Heather Duke x Reader

10

So I had started this draft a while ago and I noticed that @drai675 suggested that they have a cute moment and I coincidentally started one but I didn't think it was very good, but I'll post it and add more in the next chapter at some point.

I wish I knew which direction I was going in, but there's no way I can expect where I'm going in this stuffy trunk. It's pitch black in here and I begin to hyperventilate from the tight space. Kurt hits several bumps in the road and I ricochet in the trunk and bump my head.

I wake up again when I hear the car rumble to a stop. I hear a car door slam and the sound of scuffling gravel. Kurt's keys jingle and I hear the sound of the lock on the trunk being opened. The trunk opens and I have to close my eyes from the drastic light change. I squint my eyes open and hold a hand over my eyes so I can try to see and my jaw nearly drops. "Get in the front seat, we're getting out of here." Heather Duke reaches her hand out to me to help me get out of the trunk. I take her hand and it feels so soft and I just zone out in this moment of something so simple. I sigh and lean into Heather for a hug. I lean my face on her shoulder and close my eyes. "Thank you for saving me." I feel her hand rest on my back. I step out of the hug and hold her face in my hands, then stroke her hair. I realize what I'm doing and freeze. Heather's face is beet red and her eyes are wide open. I swipe my hands off her face and slap them to my sides. "The least I can do is drive?" Heather nods and gestures to the car. We both walk over and when we're already on both sides of the car, Heather says, "Oh yeah-" and tosses the keys over the car to me.