Saturday Morning

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I wake up to a beautiful face, Kurt.
He looks so cute. His blonde hair is messy and he's shirtless. His arm is wrapped around me tightly and for once I feel happy, as cheesy as that sounds.
I quickly get up and throw on some jeans. I rush into the bedroom and stare at my ugly reflection. I splash water on my face and put on a bit of mascara in a pathetic attempt to look acceptable for society.
I stop for a minute and realise how insecure I am. I stare at him in my jeans and bra. He's so damn perfect, almost innocent. I know nothing about him though so what can I say. His long messy hair goes all the way down his back and he lies on his stomach. I doubt that would help his stomach problems. I feel so sorry for him, he sometimes looks a little lost or something. In school he doesn't even eat.
I lean in and kiss his cheek. I then throw on a jumper and run downstairs. My heart flutters when I remember what happened last night. Krist is probably in his room and could find Kurt in my bed. I get a glass of water but suddenly feel arms wrapping around me. I jump and turn around to see Kurt.
He laughs and hugs me.
"Thanks for the massage" he says sarcastically, looking so tired and happy.
"Your welcome! Did you sleep well last night?" I ask.
"Well not really.."
"Oh really, why not?" I ask curiously.
"I was mesmerized by a pretty girl sleeping next to me. I ended up watching her all night " He says with a huge grin on his face.
"Really that's weird because there was a weird guy staring at me last night. He was just lying beside me all night." We start laughing.
Suddenly I hear footsteps. It's Krist.
"What're you two love birds laughing about?" he asks.
Kurt looks at me with his head down looking a bit embarrassed. "Nothing. Are you hungry Kurt?" I ask changing the subject and giving Krist a glare.
I end up making Kurt toast and he leaves early, managing to give me a quick kiss without anyone seeing.
I think about him for the rest of the day. Are we a thing now? Does he actually like me??
I sit down and turn on the t.v to try switch my thoughts.
Krist suddenly sits right next to me. I say nothing and eventually turn my head to look at him. He smiles.
"Kurt told me something interesting before he left.. " He says.
"What!?" I blurt out and turn red. Thoughts come into my head. He could've told him anything..
"Woah! Calm down. I promised to him I wouldn't tell you." He says.
"Damn it Krist why d'ya say that if you can't tell me?? " I say shaking him.
"Haha! Okay don't worry I'll tell you.. Kurt said he really likes you and wants to bring you on a date haha! I don't know what you did to him but he was all awkward about it. That's not the Kurt I know. He must really like you."
"Wow." I say, completely shocked.
"Do you like him?"
"Well, umm. What age is he? " I ask.
"17. Do you like him? I won't tell him I promise."
I didn't believe him but I had to tell the truth because if I said no, that would just hurt kurt if he found out.
"Yeah I guess." I say walking upstairs.
"That's great! He's gonna be so happy. " He shouts.
"Excuse me? You can't tell him Krist!" I freak out. I can't believe I trusted him.
"Oh don't worry, I can tell he really likes you."
"Whatever " I say walking away. I jump on my bed and continue reading Dracula.

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