Shatter Me {Klaine}

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This story is dedicated to Alyssa for being the Rachel to my Kurt and never failing to make me feel better in any situation💗

Kurt was terrified to stand with the guys from the football team by the dumpster outside of the school, but he knew that they would beat the living crap out of him or slushy him if he tried to run away. Either way his facial would get ruined. His eyes widened when the Spanish teacher mr. Schuester passed them while asking:

"Making some new friends, Kurt?" Before Kurt had a chance to answer, Noah Puckerman was the one to reply.

"He sure is, mr. Schue." No I'm not. They're not treating me well, can't you see the horror that is plastered on my face? Kurt wanted to say, but he couldn't. It would once again be the beating or slushy if he told anyone what the team did to the ones they saw as losers.

"Hey, Finn, you still owe me that report on 'Que harce en su verano percado.'" The jock only asked a simple "what?" And the Spanish teacher translated the sentence while walking away. "'What you did last summer.'" Finn seemed lost, but he didn't want to show. Most of the guys on the football team didn't exactly get good grades. Only a few did. If the rest were slacking off in class, they couldn't stay on the team.

"Almost half way done with almost all of it, mr. Schue." As the Spanish teacher was almost out of sight, Kurt knew what it meant. Puckerman made it very clear as well by saying:

"It's hammer time!" Puck, who was standing to his right grabbed his arm and the one to his left started grabbing his left leg. If they do anything to my jacket, I swear there'll be a bloodbath. Kurt knew that he had to say something to save his more expensive clothing.

"Please, this is from Marc Jacobs' new collection!" He shouted at them. Finn walked closer to the victim and said one of the best things Kurt could imagine to hear while being in that situation.

"Wait!" Puck and the other jock let go of Kurt, giving the smaller boy the opportunity to push his brown bag into Puckerman's hands and take off his blue jacket and hand it to Finn. Puck had already placed the bag on the ground as Finn allowed them to throw him into the dumpster. "Okay." Kurt managed to take a deep breath and get as much air as he could down in his lungs. He was getting used to getting tossed in dumpsters at that point. He had learned to try to hold his breath until he was out because the smell was horrible.

"Aren't you being a little too harsh to the kid?" Another voice spoke up. Kurt didn't have to look to know who it was. He already knew it. Blaine Anderson. Blaine was the only one to defend him in situations like that. Finn kinda did too when he let Kurt save his more expensive items, but Blaine was different. He wanted to save Kurt and not just his clothing. If the team would get the wrong ideas in mind, Blaine would be a loser for the rest of his time in high school. Why risk all of that for me?

"It's not our fault that he's a fag." Puck told him. Kurt started to get up from the dumpster. He managed to get up to see Blaine walking closer to Puck.

"I'm not saying that you'll have to treat him like a king, but at least get more reasons to hate the kid than his sexuality. Or at least give him the opportunity to actually defend himself." Puck starts laughing and turned to the others.

"You see that, guys? We don't have one fag at McKinley, we have two! Blaine and Queen Hummel." Kurt could see Blaine tense up for some reason. It was as though Puck triggered something.

"You know what, Puck?" Blaine shouted. "Being nice to someone isn't wrong! The wrong thing is tossing kids in dumpsters! AND I AM NOT GAY!" To Kurt's surprise, Puck didn't give Blaine a piece of his mind. He didn't beat him up either. He just stared at the jock who was walking in a high speed towards the school and Kurt figured out that it was the best moment to pick up his bag and jacket and run to the school before the football team could get out of their trance and toss him back into the dumpster. Just as he entered the school, he saw Blaine lean against his locker that was open. Kurt took a deep breath before walking to the smaller guy. He knew that Blaine was different from the other jocks at McKinley.

"Blaine, I just wanted to say thanks for what you did out there." He looked at him to get a reply, but the football player looked him right in the eyes with a look that could easily murder someone if you look him in the eyes for too long. It was in that moment Kurt understood what people meant when they said 'burning eyes'. He never thought he'd get that look from Blaine. He never thought anyone would ever get that look from Blaine. But apparently he was wrong. He got the look and eleven words he never expected to hear from him.

"Now you've said it. Just go away and leave me be." Kurt walked away while thinking about what had gotten into Blaine, but he didn't make it all the way to class before the person he feared the most appeared. David Karofsky. If you think Puck was bad, you should meet Karofsky. When you get tossed in a dumpster, you have some soft garbage to land on -except for cans and such-, but what Karofsky is doing is pushing him against lockers. It was hurting. Not just physically, but also psychically. It shows that you're weak. It shows that you can't be accepted. It shows that you can't be different. Unique. You. Today when Kurt's back met the lockers, it hurt more than it had done for a long time and the boy fell. While sitting on the floor of the hallway, his eyes caught a glimpse of Blaine who had been looking at Karofsky pushing Kurt and was still looking at Kurt who tried his best not to cry. He got up right after Blaine walked away to go to class.

Kurt Hummel he then wrote on the signing sheet for the McKinley High Glee Club.