School (Kurt Cobain Fan Fiction)

Getting to know Kurt

"Oh.. Ok". I look over at Krist, Shelley, Chad and Veronica. They're all stoned and making out. I take a deep breath and notice Kurt staring at me. "Come on. ", he says, still holding my hand. He squeezes it and I look down. He starts blushing and keeps holding my hand. I say nothing. He walks upstairs and I follow.. And yeah he still clenches my hand. I giggle to myself because of how stupid I am, how much I over think things. As if he'd have feelings for a loser like me right?
I point to where my room is and we walk in. My room is fairly big with a cream carpet, a double bed and long windows. It also has old records thrown in the corner that I listen to with Krist sometimes. Kurt notices the records straight away, rushes over to them and let's go of my hand. "Wow! We have the same music taste ", he slurs. "Oh, you like that kinda music? ".
"Heck yeah! The Beatles, Led Zepplin, Jimi Hendrix!".
It was pretty obvious he was a music lover. "Do you play the guitar? " I ask. "Yeah, how could you tell ?" he asks smiling. "You have calluses. I've always wanted to play the guitar but I find it kinda sore"
"Do you play any instruments?" he asks. I sit down on the floor next to him and pick a Book next to me,full of Debussy pieces. "Yeah, the piano.''.
"Wait, you listen to classical music aswell!" he starts laughing. I ignore him and roll my eyes while looking through the book. It's always the same response. He rubs my back "I didn't mean to laugh but I've never seen someone listening to rock and classical. "
"Classical music is great though, you should listen to it unless your too macho for emotional music." I say. I don't even know what I was saying but words were just coming out of my mouth. I don't usually have conversations like this with strangers. "Trust me I'm not a macho man." he says.
At this point I don't know what the heck to say but Kurt looks amused as he's literally staring at my boobs. I didn't even notice for ages.
I snap my fingers, but I'm not angry at him because after all he's drunk.
His face goes red "Sorry.."
I keep reading and notice he is now staring at my face. I snap my fingers and once again he goes red and chuckles, covering his mouth. "Sorry your just so beautiful".
Now I'm red. "Yeah and your drunk", I say.
"I'm serious though."
"Ok kurt, thanks I guess. It's past your bedtime though right? ".
He changes the subject and looks over at my masseuse set. "Woah! Your a masseuse?" He asks while walking towards it. "I have a sore back you know" he says winking at me. "Nice try ", I say.
"No but I'm serious. It's causing me a lot of stomach problems".
"Oh , did you go to the doctors? " I ask.
He looks kinda shocked and I'm not sure why. Maybe because I'm showing a bit of sympathy for him.
"Yeah but they're all pill pushers. "
He states.
"Well you should try alternative therapies. "
"That's why I want a massage." he says smiling and walking towards me. "Well maybe I will since it's causing you pain." , I say.
He suddenly wraps his arms around my lower back and pushes me towards the radiator with his arms still around my lower back. He pushes his warm body against me and stares at me smiling. He kisses me lightly and I can't resist him so I kiss him back. He pushes his groin on to me and we keep kissing. He kisses me more roughly and keeps pushing his groin against mine. He puts his hands up my top and cups my breasts. His groin becomes harder each time he pushes against mine. I enjoy the moment for a short few seconds and push his head back. Doubts fill my mind and so I blurt it out "Are you just using me? "
I feel myself getting red.
"What?! No I actually like you. A lot. I stare at you in class and I really think you're interesting. We have the same interests but I was too shy to talk to you in school."
I can't believe he said that. Was he still drunk? I didn't care because for once I felt some kind of love. "Really?" I asked in disbelief. "Yeah! I really like you. "
"Wow". I say. "Do you like me? " he asks with hopeful eyes. His arms are still wrapped around me and I notices he starts to get nervous.
"Yeah I do I just hope you aren't lying.."
He lets out a sigh of relief and kisses my forehead. "So what about that massage?" he says smiling.
I give him a peck on the lips and pushand walk him towards the bed playfully . He giggles..