Courage. (Klaine boyxboy)

Chapter Six

Blaine's Point of View

I walked through the door of the lima bean, looking down at my phone. I didn’t think it was possible to portray emotion through text, but Kurt had. He sounded so scared and worried I couldn’t say no to his request to meet up. We hadn’t exactly chosen a spot to meet up so I chose to stay nearer the entrance so he couldn’t miss me.

When I saw him he looked like a completely different person. He always had a smile on his face when we were at Dalton (apart from when we were talking about bullying problems but that’s understandable, even then he didn’t look this bad) but now he looked dreadful. His skin was pale which made his red eyes stand out more. From what I gathered before he cared a lot about his clothes, but today he just wore some grey skinny jeans with some white doc martens a distressed black t-shirt and a grey coat. Sure he still looked good but because he looked so sad, somehow it didn’t look right. He looked out of place.

I waved at him and smiled. That’s what he needs a smiling face and a shoulder to cry on, sure it was kind of weird that he had picked me to be that person but when someone is this upset, you need to help. He walked towards me.

“Thanks for coming” he said his voice shaky, now I knew for sure he had been crying.

“Come on let’s get some coffee” I said, I knew he wouldn’t want to talk about it immediately. “The warmth will help you” probably the wrong thing to say but I knew whenever I was upset coffee would help me, the warm liquid running down your throat is a comforting experience, like a hug from the inside.

We both ordered our coffee and I decided to get a cookie as well, not for me but for Kurt, Sugar always helps. He went to get his wallet out from his pocket. “I’m going to stop you right there, I’m here to comfort you and what kind of comforter would I be if I let you pay for your own coffee?” I smiled at him.

A glimmer of a smile appeared on his face as he put his wallet back in his pocket “thank you” he breathed. We were given our coffee and we walked to a table that was out of the way, not many people were sitting there. We both sat down.

I took a sip of my coffee and Kurt sighed heavily. I could tell that he was trying not to cry again.

“So what did you want me to talk about?” I thought getting straight to the problem would we be the best idea.

“Well you know I told you that I was being bullied at school…” he said making sure I remembered. I nodded. “Well today, after I received your text, he pushed me really hard into the lockers and I was feeling more confident thanks to your text so I…stood up to him…” he continued. Oh god what if I had caused him pain by telling him to do that, he didn’t look like he had been beaten up.

“Oh god Kurt did he hurt you? I feel so bad, I’m so sorry, you did that because of me and now I feel awful. How bad was it? Did is hurt too much? Where did he hit you?” I was probably ranting by now but I was so worried about him and angry at this guy whatever he had done.

“On the lips…” Kurt said, I could tell there was more but he looked like he didn’t know how to phrase it.