Teen Years - Big Mouth (Updated Version)

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I followed Kurt into his room later that night. He began telling me where everything I might need and pointing to their general areas. I thought about being alone in this bare ass room, looking like a psych hospital room but with a tv and charger. "Hey, Kurt?" I asked when he was about to leave. "What's up?" I went completely silent for a moment as I decided if I really wanted to ask. Fuck. "I fucking hate being alone," my voice wavered and cracked as tears pooled in my eyes. "Will you stay for a bit?"

He sat down next to me without saying a word and leaned against the wall, flipping through the tv channels. He lifted his hat off his head and placed it on mine. I wasn't used to this, not from Kurt. When we last talked at that dinner month prior, he was just sex obsessed. Now, he seemed to think and care about other things. Confusion. We just sat together for a while before I grabbed his phone. He put his passcode in for me and watched as I took pictures in his hat with different filters on his Snapchat. "Post them." He said, without looking away from the TV.

"What?" I asked, staring at the older guy sitting side by side with me. "Post them to my story." I did as told, mentioning myself in the first pic of the spam. He grinned as he looked through it. "You look decent in some of these." I nudged him with my elbow, aiming to get I between his ribs. "Kurt!" I exclaimed. "Shut up, I wasn't done. You look decent in some of these - but you look damn good in all the rest." He said with a shrug as he sat his phone down again. "That's not funny." I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.

"What isn't?" He asked as he slid off the bed, grabbing an Xbox he'd stuffed in the back of his closet. "What you said." He plugged the console up and tossed me a controller, refusing to respond. "Kurt.." I whined quietly, afraid of losing my new friend. Or hormones, i have no clue. He sat back in his spot as I moved onto my knees. He wouldn't look at me now either so I took his controller. He grunted and turned to face me. "Give me my fucking controller, you dumb bitch." He said with his hand out.

"No." I replied, tucking both under my ass. He rolled his eyes. "You're being an asshole." He laughed for a minute over that. "Everyone fucking knows that! I'm one of the major assess in this town. My dad is fucking Guy Bilzerian! Our whole fucking family sucks!" He barked, his face inches from mine. "Fucking stupid." He added with a scoff. I tilted my head as I looked at him. "What, bitch?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. I didn't really have anything to say back. It was like a switch had flipped and he was old Kurt again. Whatever. I hopped off the bed and turned to face the door.

"When you want to be nice again, I'll be in Val's room." I said quietly, biting my inner cheek. He stood before I could leave and grabbed my wrist. "Don't." He replied, giving it a gentle squeeze. We stood there staring at each other for a minute as I tried to figure out why he cared.

He lifted my chin with his other hand and leaned in, kissing me softly. I immediately pulled away and headed out the door, rushing down the stairs. I texted Jay as I left, letting him know what exactly had happened. I was mortified.