FOR YOU! (GLEE) (S.S)

EIGHT!

THE next morning when Izzy woke up, she was still extremely tired, she had a pounding headache, she couldn't remember much from the previous night and she was still fully dressed. She stood up and immediately sat bat down. She rubbed her eyes hard. "Fuck, why'd I get so plastered?"

Then Tom came into her room and handed her a glass of water and some painkillers which she knocked back as soon as he handed them to her. Izzy looked at him seriously. "I regret everything."

Tom slung am arm around his younger sister's shoulders. "Oh well, you're own fault. Now come on, you're gonna be late for school. And by the way I liked that kid you brought home."

"S-Sebastian?" She asked, looking at her brother and Tom nodded. "Yeah, seems like he really likes you." Then he left her room.

After Izzy had had a shower and gotten dressed she went downstairs to the kitchen to have breakfast. "Hey, Iz," her mom said. "How was your night?"

"It-it was great," Izzy said as she put bread into the toaster and turned around to face her mom. "Really great."

"How did you get home?" She asked her daughter. "Fine, I hope."

"Um, a friend." Izzy nodded. Izzy's mom asked if it had been Kurt and Blaine and before Izzy could answer Tom waltzed in and informed their mother that it had been some boy. "A boy?" She repeated excitedly, looking back at her daughter.

"No one!" Izzy said, her headache still hasn't gone away yet and she knew she was in a rough state. Worried her mom would see she was hungover. Then her toast popped and she started to butter it.

"This kid called Sebastian," Tom said, despite his younger sister's dirty looks. "I think he's in that preppy boy school."

"Dalton Academy." Izzy said quickly and started to eat her toast, leaning against the counter. "Is he cute?" Her mom continued to ask. Izzy shrugged then smiled looking down, "yes. Very."

When Izzy was done eating she found a pair of sunglasses and put them on. She remembered the time they'd all gotten drunk before and showed up to school the next day hungover and Mr Schue hadn't been happy at all. She smiled at the memory while she threw her school bag over her shoulder and went out to the car to wait for Tom who would drive her to school.

"You think she knew?" Izzy asked Tom, staring ahead out the window as they drive to Mckinley High. Tom laughed and looked over at his sister for a second. "Are you kidding me? Of course she knew, she always knows."

Izzy nodded. "She wasn't mad. Dad would've killed me."

"Iz, that's only because he cares about you." Tom said sternly and Izzy briefly agreed just for her brother's sake.

Tom dropped Izzy off at school and said bye to her before driving off to go to his college. Izzy was glad he still lived at home. Not long after she entered school, Kurt appeared at her side and started ranting about something that had happened with Blaine last night. Izzy winced at his volume. "Kurt! Sh." She said, taking off her sunglasses to show him how shit she looked.

"Oh, honey, put them back on." Kurt said. "What happened last night? With Sebastian when me and Blaine left?"

"Oh, oh, um, nothing. It was fun." She stammered awkwardly. "Kurt, he's really nice, and really cute. And don't worry about him, he's fine."

"Wait, Iz, hold up. He's cute?" Kurt asked, outrageously. "What happened? What did you do? You did something. Did you kiss him?"

Izzy hesitated. "...no?"

"I can't believe you!" Kurt exclaimed. "You know I don't like him. Izzy, he is not good news."

Izzy rolled her eyes. "Jesus, Kurt, you can't like everyone and I was drunk, remember? So calm down, okay? I probably won't even talk to him again." She just said that to ease Kurt, she really wanted to see him again. "But, now come to think of it, I asked him to come to see West Side Story." She laughed. "Fancy that."

Then Kurt threw his arms up in the air and stormed away from the blonde girl leaving her standing there. Izzy shrugged and went to go to class.

Later on that day at Glee club, Kurt wouldn't speak to her and the tension was extremely obvious, Mr Schue decided to address the matter. Like he always did. Izzy knee he was doing it for them, but was annoyed by it at this moment.

"Kurt, Izzy, what's going on here?" Mr Schue asked, sitting down and everyone else looked at them both. Izzy said nothing. She didn't think it was that big of a deal.

"Izzy's fraternizing with the enemy!" Kurt shouted and turned to Izzy. "And an enemy, that I, don't like, at all."

"Kurt! May I remind you that you and Blaine left me there drunk! Call him whatever you want, but that kid looked after me and brought me home, okay? Jesus, grow up!" Izzy fired back and took of her sunglasses placing them on the empty seat beside her.

Kurt paused, she had a point there. "Okay, we shouldn't have left you there in that state, but there was no need to kiss him, a simple thank you would have ben fine!"

"I'm sorry," Santana interrupted, waving her hands at them. "But who are we even talking about here?"

"I'll tell you," Izzy said, facing Santana. "This kid, Sebastian, right. He's a Warbler. He's like, really hot. And Kurt doesn't like him, even though there's nothing wrong with him!" She turned to Kurt as she shouted the last few words. "And yes, I kissed, and I was drunk, but guess what Hummel? I don't regret it!"

"You bitch!"

"Bitch? Bitch? Oh, you wanna go? Okay, let's go right now!" Izzy yelled, aggressively, starting to rise out of her chair, but Mr Schue told her to sit down.

"I mean, if it doesn't get in the way of competition then what's the problem? Other then Kurt not liking the dude?" Puck asked, who was sitting in front of Izzy. Izzy smiled and leaned forward and hugged him. "Exactly, thank you, Puck."

"I agree with Puck." Mr Schue said. "Izzy, I know we can trust you and that you want to win Regionals, as long as this guy's okay then fine by me."

"It's not even a big deal, though. I kissed him once, while I was drunk. I've known the guy two days." She said, exasperated. Izzy egded over to Kurt and hugged him from the side. "It's fine, Kurt. You know I love you."

"So can we please change the subject away from what I did when I was drunk?"