Sideways

Chapter 31

"Are you sure it's a good idea?" Mercedes asked, sounding sceptical.

Kurt sighed. "Mercedes," he said. "I love him and he loves me. Of course, I'm sure."

"Well, okay," Mercedes said. "You still have time to turn him down if you change your mind."

"It's prom, not a wedding," Kurt shook his head and pressed the phone to his other ear. "Anyway, he's been turned down by everyone lately; His mom, his dad, life. I'm not going to turn him down, too. Besides, I want to go. Why is it a bad thing that I want to go to prom with the guy I love? Blaine and I don't have forever, we're going to make the most of what little time we do have."

Mercedes was silent for a few seconds, then she sighed. "You're right," she told him. "I just don't want you getting hurt."

"Not possible," Kurt assured her, because it was true. He was hurting enough already. Another night with Blaine wasn't going to make it any worse than it already was.

"'Morning, Blaine!" Carole Hudson said, cheerily, when Blaine walked into the kitchen before school. "I hope you slept okay."

Blaine gave Carole a broad smile. Carole had been so welcoming when Finn had convinced Blaine to come and stay over at his house for a while. He could see why Kurt's dad would like her and she looked nothing like Finn in a dress, which was comforting.

"I slept really well, actually," he told Carole. "Thanks again for letting me stay here."

Blaine had slept better than he had slept in a long time. The last time he had slept so well was when he had stayed at Kurt's. Since then, he had been staying at various members of the glee club's houses, which he was grateful for, but he hadn't really gotten a good night's sleep at any of them.

"No problem," Carole grinned. "Have a seat. What would you like to eat? Or—Yes, I'll just put some different things on the table and you can take whatever you want. That's what I do with Finn. He eats like a horse," she said with a chuckle, as she turned away and opened a cupboard.

Blaine sat down and Finn walked into the room, yawning. "G'mornin'," he said and came and sat down next to Blaine. He looked up at him, as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "I forgot you were here—not that it's bad that you're here! I just—forgot, is all."

"I get it, Finn," Blaine said, smiling a little.

Carole came back to the table, an ear-to-ear grin spread across her face. She placed a plate piled with pancakes on the centre of the table, then went away and came back with plates, knives, forks and spoons. She walked back into the kitchen once more and came back with bowls and cereal.

"Is there anything else you'd like?" she asked, hands on her hips. "Anything at all?"

It was funny how everyone else's parents could be supportive of Blaine and his right to love whoever the hell he wanted, when his own didn't.

"I'm sick of you gays," Puck told Kurt when he stopped at Kurt's locker. "Why are there so many of you?"

Kurt rolled his eyes and then turned around to face Puck, Karofsky and Azimio. "You realise your cousin is gay, don't you, Puckerman?" Kurt pointed out. "I mean, you seem perfectly fine with him being gay, yet everyone else seems to offend you."

Puck stared at Kurt, open-mouthed for a few moments, Karofsky looked uncomfortable and Azimio just looked angry, as usual.

"Th-that's different!" Puck argued. "I've known Kenny forever!"

"You've known Blaine forever." Puck was silenced again, then after a few seconds, he began stammering, trying to make his argument convincing, but Kurt only sighed and shook his head. "You can't have one rule for one and a separate rule for another, it doesn't work like that. If you want to continue to call me names and toss me in dumpsters, okay, cool, that's great, but Blaine was your friend. You've been friends for years. Don't you feel anything?"