Courage. (Klaine boyxboy)

Chapter Seven

Kurt's Point of View

I unlocked my car and slipped inside starting the engine as I’m greeted with a comforting blast of warm air. I hadn’t felt this happy in such a long time, it felt so good! It was like I had forgotten the feeling of happiness for a while since I was so used to feeling unhappy. I was still smiling even though he had left. I revved the engine and pulled out of the lima bean parking lot. It was only a short drive back home. I opened the door and suddenly my dad was on to me.

“KURT! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!” He came in from the kitchen. “I have been worried sick! You say you’re feeling ill then end up crying for the afternoon, I leave you for a while to sort your head out and the next think I know you’re gone!” He generally looked worried but happy to see me again.

“I’m sorry dad I just needed to clear my head.” I said trying to hide the smile on my face.

“I thought maybe you had gone to Rachel or Mercedes’ house to talk to them about what you were upset about but when I called them up they said they hadn’t seen you since glee club. I thought you were going to…” He sighed and looked down at the floor then back at me. “Don’t ever do that to me again, you hear me? If you’re going out I need to know where you are.” I think he had finished his rant.

“Okay dad I’m sorry, I’ve just had a really rough day today and I wasn’t thinking when I left I just knew I had to get some air.” I tried to sound sorry for what I had done but meeting up with Blaine was one of the best ideas I’ve ever had. “Can I go now?” I asked wanting to be alone with my own thoughts and just think about him. He nodded and I ran upstairs to my room.

I jumped on my bed without even thinking, the smile returned to my face.  I took my phone out my pocket to see I had a text from Blaine.

‘Miss you already.’ It said. I about cried with happiness.

How can one person make me so happy?

‘Stalker ;)’ I replied.

I really wanted to carry on talking with him I mean it was only 7:30 what else am I supposed to do on a Friday night? I do realise there are many things I could be doing, a lot of them more exciting than texting but this is what I wanted to be doing right now.

I decided I wasn’t going to be going out again today so I get changed into my navy blue silk pyjamas. When I got back from changing there was a response.

‘It’s not stalking when you care about the person’ He said he cared about me.

Jesus this felt like it was going so fast I only met him yesterday!

‘That’s offensive to stalkers everywhere’ I didn’t think I was really the kind of guy to joke but apparently when talking to Blaine I turn into a comedian!

I turned some music on. The wicked soundtrack started to play. As long as you’re mine. I loved wicked with a passion and for some reason this song seemed to fit the moment entirely. My phone vibrated again.

‘I’m sure they won’t mind they are always looking for people to join their community, stalkers are very lonely people’

‘Aww you’re lonely? Well I don’t want that! I’m here for you!’

Oops that was probably a bit too much information to send, I keep forgetting I don’t know this guy very well. I’m probably scaring him by being too forward. Then again he hasn’t exactly been taking it slow.

‘:’) Thank you Kurt, it’s nice to know I have friends outside of Dalton, I’m here for you too! I hope I made that clear tonight!’

‘Yes, you did and I can’t thank you enough! To be honest the reason I asked you was well one I wanted to see you again and two you’re the only other gay guy I know, if I just told one of my school mates they would spread it and I would be dead by the end of the day. I knew you would understand. Plus I trust you…I ramble sometimes sorry!’

There was that sign in the back of my head that I was revealing too much. But I just didn’t seem to care. I knew I was falling for him, too fast maybe, but he seemed to be in the same situation. Whenever we are together…which was two times…he was smiling and flirting with me. Surely that has to mean something.

Vibration.

‘1. You wanted to see me again? Now who’s the stalker? ;) 2. Really? The only other gay guy? I mean I know you said that there was no other out kids at your school but still…must be tough not to have anyone to talk to. Well I guess that doesn’t matter since I’m here now! Maybe fate joined us together! ;) 3. Yes I do understand and I understand how you are feeling and that I know the reason why you couldn’t tell any of your friends from school. I’ve been there. Not in the same situation but something similar. 4. You trust me? :’) Thank you. 5. You’ve got me rambling now!’

‘1. Of course I did, you’re the cutie from the staircase how could I forget about you? 2. Yes unfortunately, it has been tough but maybe you are right maybe fate did bring us together! 3. that is a conversation we shall have to have later, war stories. 4. I don’t know why but I do, probably ‘cause you were such a good body guard yesterday! 5. I guess we are rambling, it just shows that we have got a lot to say to each other.’

Vibration.

‘Blaine Anderson, body guard extraordinaire, at your service.’

I giggled.

‘I might need your services soon if this bulling thing gets any worse.’

Vibration.

‘I meant it when I said it, I got your back Kurt.’

I smiled down at the phone, it was nice to finally have a friend who understood me.

 We texted until around 9pm after he realised he had homework that needed to be done and I needed to start my skin care routine. The subject topics changed from serious things to some not so serious things, either way the conversation seemed to flow.

‘Goodnight Kurt, sweet dreams.’

‘Goodnight Blaine, thank you again for everything tonight.’

‘My pleasure, just don’t forget about me over the weekend I meant it what I said about Monday.’

‘I could never forget you. I will talk to you about Monday tomorrow, I don’t want you getting detentions because of me.’

Revealing too much Kurt!

‘It would be worth it ;)’

I was speechless. What he is saying is that he wants to carry on talking to me, right? He was saying that if he could talk to me then he wouldn’t mind getting a detention. Or am I just over analysing things?

As I retrieved my various lotions and potions from my skin care draw and started my routine with a moisturiser I couldn’t stop thinking about him.

I’m falling way too fast and way too hard but it didn’t seem to matter, ‘cause I got the feeling maybe he felt the same way. But maybe that was just wishful thinking.

Mr Kurt Hummel-Anderson. I’ve got to admit, it doesn’t sound half bad.