School (Kurt Cobain Fan Fiction)

Empathy (short chapter)

As I lay on my back , on my bed, I begin to feel nervous. I want to be alone but I've been keeping my feelings to myself for so long.. it's unhealthy.
Kurt walks in and closes the door behind him.
"Hey." , he says sitting on my bed. I sit up and he stares at me with his hand placed on my leg. He has a look on his face that says 'we need to talk'.
"Hi. " , I answer.
"Krist told me you were having troubles at home and you've become a recluse. Do you want to talk about it?" he asks.
"Not really to be honest." I fiddle with the sequins on the quilt.
He says nothing.
"Sorry if I'm being annoying today. My mom's unstable and I had to move here.. but I'm kinda glad because I met you " I say and force a smile. I didn't want to tell him everything, although he seemed trust worthy, I've always had trust issues.
"What about your dad?" he asks, moving beside me and sitting down. I can't help but blush a little even though this is a bad time to be blushing.
"He left somewhere.." I say and bring my knees up to my face. I start to feel a little uncomfortable.
"Oh. My parents are divorced too. It sucks".
"Yeah. But I haven't seen him since I was 4".

I don't know what to say but I notice he looks upset. Sometimes you don't have to say anything, you can just listen. I give a 'hug signal' and he quickly wraps his long arms around me. I could almost feel his sadness. It becomes obvious to me. He was always wandering around Aberdeen looking so lost and depressed.
"I love you, Rebecca" he speaks quietly, staring into my eyes, taking both my hands. I smile and answer "I love you too Kurt."
"Are you still going to the concert? " he asks, completely changing the subject.
"I probably should " .
"Okay. Well I should go since school is over." he says getting up slowly. I kept wondering whether he actually liked me or not? He's so confusing. "Bye then." I say staring at the floor. I get up and give him another hug. I stare into his eyes and he suddenly kisses me passionately, hugging me tighter.
We both let go. " I really do love you. " we both say at the same time. We smile and say our final goodbyes.