One Year Later (Klaine)

Chapter 9: Kurt

I'm disappointed no one said what they wanted to happen, but oh well! Here's chapter 9, and we are nearing an end! I think......

If I get more ideas I may continue it. I'm sorry it took me so long to update. My parents went to Vegas and when my dad got back he had to get surgery so I've been plenty busy.

Well here ya go!

Chapter 9: Kurt

I heard the glass shatter before I realized it left my hands. " How did you find me?" I heard myself say. I sounded so weak, terrified. But I hardly noticed, my mind coated in fear. No, No this can NOT be happening! that was the only coherent thought I could muster.. No no no, he can not be here! How did he find me yet again?! I felt Blaine walk up behind me. I wasn't sure if this calmed me or frightened me more.

" Why hello, Anderson. Long time no see," Karofsky said with a knowing  sneer.

" What the hell do you want?" I spoke. He was leaving Blaine out of this.

" Was I talking to you? Huh? No, I didn't think so, Fag Bag." he spoke with pure hatred in his voice. I involuntarily flinched at the use of my high school nickname.

" You came to MY apartment. Now what do you want?" I said, but I already knew.

" Just seeing how you are. You left without saying goodbye. Again." He put on a fake frown and turned back to Blaine, whose face was filled with confusion.

Blaine looked at Karofsky, still trying to piece together what was happening.

" I'm sorry, Karofsky. But what exactly do you want? Kurt obviously doesn't want you here." He spoke calmly. Karofsky looked at me with wide eyes, then looked back to Blaine. I kept my gaze glued to the floor. Shit.

" You mean to tell me your little Fuck-toy over here didn't tell you? You of all people." he asked, shock in his voice.

" What do you mean? Kurt what is he talking about?" Blaine turned to me.

" Nothing. Go away Karofsky. I have things to do and a person to love. I don't have time for your shit today." I said between gritted teeth. I pushed Blaine back and closed the door.

" Kurt, what did he mean?" he asked as I grabbed a broom to clean the glass shards.

" Nothing. I'll explain later. Plus, you have your last concert to get to." I said sadly. Right, this was Blaine's last day in New York. And I was going to Lima tomorrow.

" Shit! Why do I keep forgetting about those? It's really only been 3 days?" he asked, leading us back to the couch.

" Yeah. You leave after your concert and I leave for Lima. Good thing my conference about being your stylist is in the morning and they don't need me for 4 more days." I said thoughtfully. If it were for 9 or later, I would be screwed. If they are paying for my ticket, maybe I could get them to send me from Lima? That would give me more time with my family. I'd have to ask.

" Oh yeah! That's right, your going to go see your family! I'm so proud of you Kurt for doing that. It'd mean a lot to them. Then, I get to see you everyday. And you get to clothe me!"

I rolled my eyes and laughed at him,

" No. I choose the clothes you were, not place them upon your body."

" Awe. Where's the fun in that?" he asked playfully.

" Your a nut." I commented.

" But you love me."

" And don't ever forget it!"

He looked down and frowned for a minute before meeting my gaze," I hate to kill the mood, but I'd hate to do anything with Karofsky right outside. What the hell is he doing here anyways?"