Random stories that my friends give me, or want me to do. Mostly rock stars, some Harry Potter, Riverdale. Gay, straight a little bit of everything, from movies or tv shows
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"You'll be great kurt". I said as I adjusted his sweater. Kurt messed his hair a little bit out of nervousness. "Hey! I just brushed that". Kurt rolled his eyes and looked in a mirror, he ran his hands around the dresser to a cigarette. "Calm down, your a wardrobe stylist not a hair stylist". I placed my hand on my hip in annoyance. "Oh like you could do better". Kurt found a cigarette and then lit it. "Yeah it's my hair". He blew out the smoke with a sigh. I bit my tongue angrily. "Give me that" I pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and put it out in the ash tray. He tilted his head "really, I'm stressed y/n. What if Courtney shows up and messes me up" I looked in the mirror and placed the strands of my hair back. Kurt starred at me waiting for an answer. "Courtney is banned from coming, she'll be dragged out by security, you won't mess up. The acoustic versions sound great". I smiled at him to reassure him, everything was gonna be fine. He grinned back, that grin he always did. Uncontrollable I blushed. I've been his stylist for 2 years. I've been his friend for 4. I was one of the only people he still kept in touch with. I was biggest supporter as soon as he started his band, when he went on tour, his marriage, even his baby Francis. And through all that time, I could never look at him like as a friend. So when ever he smiled at me... it still felt the same. His eyebrows raised "why are you red?". My hand ruffled my hair "um the smoke" I pointed at the ash try. Kurt laughed "yeah I'm sure". I blushed harder. Kurt I got closer to me. I grabbed my arms and basically hugged myself. His blue eyes starred into mine as I held my breath. Kurt leaned in to gently kiss my lips. I could taste the cigarettes smoke that would stain his mouth. They were soft. And with that thought, I jumped into him. Wrapping my arms around his. I pushed my body into his. Trying to get as close as I possible could. I loved everything I was feeling. Hi facial hair brushing on my face, his soft sweater pressed up against my body, his cigarette breath that oddly smelled ecstatic. I wanted him more than anything. I needed him. But then I realized what I was doing. I pulled off. And I saw that Kurt was blushing too. "I'm sorry... I... I don't know what came over me". He bowed his head "no Um I'm the one who...". But then he looked up at me "y/n that was.." I shook my head "no that's wrong your married and you have a child with the person your married too". He crossed his arms "so we're just suppose to push this down". I smiled sadly "it worked for me". Kurt sighed. He walked towards me and pulled me closer. I tried to pull away but he kept a tight grip on me. "Listen... I won't be around for much longer. And I have regrets, I don't want to die with all of them. And one of them is you, not pursuing something with you. I'll never forgive myself for that." I blinked obviously confused. What does mean he's going to be around much longer? "Kurt? What.." I didint get to finish cause wrapped Himself into me. Kissing me passionately. "Kurt we gotta..." Dave stood at the door way, we both looked at him. Dave smiles excitedly. "So.... we done with Courtney.." (Sorry that was sad, Kurt unfortunately died shortly after their unplugged performance. I didn't want to pretend that he didn't ☹️ rip kurt🖤🖤)
