Kurt couldn't sleep that night. Everytime his eyes felt like finally closing a new thought invaded his peace, keeping him awake. One day and they would come back. Just one short day.
He wanted to spend more time with Blaine, the time he never had to discover in what he believed a jock a sensitive guy, who was alike him in so many unexpected ways. How could he be so stupid? Judge him just because he was good at sports and popular. He Always hated prejudice himself. Yet he wanted their departure to be the less miserable as possible. Once again he didn't know what to do or thing or merely hope for.
Adulthood comes with more complicated feelings, they used to tell him. But he wasn't ready to become an adult and he had already dealt with mature feelings.
Realizing to be different so soon, accepting it and then finally finding the courage to step into the light hadn't been as easy as he liked to tell everyone.
He was scared. What if they wouldn't accept him? What if his father disowned him? What if they were right, it was just a phase and he made a mess for nothing? But he found that braveness in himself and everything went fine. People accepted it, maybe being a wallfower has its perks afterall, nobody really cares about you.
He knew that this new sensations weren't as profound as the one he had while coming out, but once again his head was a mess.
"Maybe I could transfer" Blaine told him on the bus back home. "Come to McKinley. I'm not sure I want to spend four years at a prep school with blazers and uniforms."
All Kurt was able to say was "Okay". He wasn't sure he wanted him in his life. Would he be happy or was it better to go on and forget him? Basing his ponderings on hypothesis was useless, anyway.The sun came back to shine the next day and ready to light their last city tour.
"Starbucks?" Kurt proposed to his group. He had been elected leader, maybe because he was the oldest, maybe because he was the wisest, but those guys were glad to follow him around without discussing his ideas. He got five silent nods in return.
They walked tacitly through the not-so-crowded streets, to finally reach Starbucks.
He and Chandler were the first ones to get their coffee and looked for a nice place to sit. Well, Kurt looked for a seat, Chandler mostly stared at Kurt.
"So...it's our last day" the blondish guy attempted to start a conversation, as Kurt was squeezing into a booth with a nice view of the city. The chestnut haired guy ignored him on purpose. He didn't want Chandler to believe there could be more than friendship between the two of them, he didn't want someone else to be in the limbo he was going through.
The few minutes the others took to arrive seemed a lifetime, he could feel Chandler's gaze upon him all the time. Shortly after everyone was on their phone again and Kurt was getting bored.
"Hey Kurt, wanna go to the mall?" Chandler proposed, catching Kurt's bored look.
"No, thanks" Kurt replied, polite enough
"We...um...whe don't have to go to the mall, we can go somewhere else...just you and I"
"Chandler" Kurt looked the other guy in the eyes. Why wouldn't he just stop? He clearly said he was not interested, why did he keep making the situation worse? "The mall is not the problem, you are."
Chandler stared at Kurt blankly, still not understanding the situation."You know Kurt, your eyes are really beautiful, I didn't notice it until now. They are kind of blue, or green or gray. I can't really tell" this time it was another guy.
"Really? Show me!" A third guy exclaimed.
Kurt, flattered, opened his eyes wide and showed their colour at whoever asked.
"Hummel" Blaine called him. Kurt thought he wanted to look at his eyes too. But he didn't.
"Can we go now?" He asked, instead
"Uhm sure" Kurt responded, blue. He didn't care about his eyes, he didn't care about him at all, maybe.
But Blaine didn't need to observe his eye colour. He already knew everything about Kurt's eyes. Was it cheesy to say they were infinite: an endless spiral of vibrant colours that could switch from blue to green to gray, with a hint of yellow, able to make you get lost in them? Every part was different and unique. He fell in love with his eyes. Long before he realized it.
Kurt rushed outside, annoyed
"What's bothering you?" Blaine reached him from behind, concerned about his behaviour.
"What do you want to talk about?" Kurt replied. So many things were bothering him, he didn't even know where to start.
"Well...Chandler, or me if I am?" Blaine's hand was now upon Kurt's shoulder.
"No, no you're not. It's Chandler. He follows me everywhere, suffocates me with all his compliments and I don't know what to do. I don't like him!"
Why did Blaine ask him? Maybe he did care. He had never been that kind with him and now he was so thoughtful.
Blaine walked on his side until they reunited with the Whole group and as they were lying on the grass of a park, Kurt, next to Quinn, telling her everything, could feel Blaine somewhere watching over him. A strange feeling was now in his body, a new lightning of happiness through him.
They laid there until the sun set, and by that time, Kurt's speech was over.
"Say goodbye guys, time to go" Mr. Schue announced, sadly.
On their ride to the college Kurt sat next to Quinn and Blaine and Sam behind them; even though the journey was quite long, Kurt couldn't remember a moment in which he wasn't talking to Blaine, never breaking eye-contact, never running out of topics. Just them, forgetting everything beside the other.
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Wow, this turned out longer than I expected. Also it's one of my favourite chapters. I'll stop asking you for feedback because I know I won't get any.
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UNEXPECTED (a Klaine fanfiction)
FanficKurt and Blaine, classmates never considering each other, go together on a trip during the summer before freshman year. Will they find each other?