Shatter Me {Klaine}

𝓓𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓼

AN: Sorry that I haven't updated in a long time, but I've been so busy with tests at school. Here's a long chapter to make up for it.

TRIGGER WARNING: The last part of the chapter mentions violence. I'll put a ~ when it starts. (For those who won't read it, I'll write a short summary at the beginning of the next chapter)

"I guess it's obvious that Finn and I are madly in love."

"You're not even together."

"But we will be soon, won't we, Kurt?"

"Kurt?" The boy snapped his attention away from his phone that he had hid behind one of the big pillows in Rachel's bed.

"I'm sorry, what?" He asked and Rachel and Mercedes had to fill him in about the point of conversation. "Funny. He doesn't mention you at home at all, Rach." It didn't take more than a second before his eyes were on the object behind the pillow once again.

"Is that flour in your hair, Boo?" Mercedes asked, but the boy wasn't paying any attention to her.

"Kurt?" Rachel asked, trying to get his attention. The boy forced himself to look at his friends. "Mercedes asked you a question. You are being so annoying right now. What are you looking a—" she got cut off by the beeping of a phone behind the pillow that Kurt had been looking at all night. She looked at Mercedes.

Mercedes nodded to Rachel moments before the latter started moving towards the boy on the bed. Mercedes grabbed Kurt by the waist, holding him still while the Jewish girl grabbed his phone. When she turned it on, she saw that he had received a message from Blaine, but she couldn't read it because of the four number code.

"Oh, no, it's locked," she mumbled. Kurt laughed at her mockingly.

"Guess bad luck follows you everywhere, Princess," he teased. Rachel groaned and Mercedes, who was still trying to keep Kurt away from attacking Rachel, told her to try to guess the code.

"I'm in," she announced after the first guess.

"Wait, how did you—?" Kurt asked dumbfounded.

"4-2-4-2? Really, Kurt?" She asked in a way that made him seem like the most oblivious person ever, as if he had asked what Vogue was. "Your code is literally 'Gaga'. I know we're not exactly the best of friends, but I'm completely oblivious." Mercedes snorted and Kurt started pouting while Rachel opened Kurt's recent messages. The most recent was an unopened message from Blaine. She scrolled through the messages and started reading the boys' conversation from that night out loud.

"Blaine
When are we seeing each other again? I miss you. And I regret that I didn't ask for a slice of that pizza ;)

Kurt
I miss you too, Blaine. We'll see each other on Monday, I suppose, and the pizza is amazing. You wouldn't get any, even if you asked nicely ;)

Blaine
Do you really think that I can wait until then?

Kurt
You have a point. I've never met anyone as impatient as you.

Blaine
You see? I'll die inside if I don't see you as soon as possible!"

Rachel interrupted herself by squealing in adoration, clutching Kurt's phone to her heart for a moment before reading the rest of the messages from that night.

"Kurt
When do you suggest that we see each other, then?

Blaine
Do you have any plans tomorrow night?