Kurt was into performing. Poppy was into sport.
Growing up, it had always been as simple as that for Kurt Hummel's younger sister, and boarding school in England had set her up to be a professional soccer player. Then her foot was crushed by a drun...
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Chapter Five - Hallelujah
I hadn't of spoken to Kurt since the night before, I hadn't even spoken to Blaine and the worst part was that when I dramatically stormed off I fell over the chair and I hurt my foot again, so I was back on crutches for another week.
"I bought you your favourite snacks," Kurt said, coming into my room yet again. He hadn't stopped apologising all day and I was tired of it.
"Did you also bring Blaine any snacks because you seem to like him a lot more than me." I rolled my eyes sarcastically, I didn't know what I was out for, though every time I thought of that kiss I felt my blood boil.
"It was a stupid impulsive mistake, how many times do I have to say sorry Pops?" Kurt suddenly yelled at me, we had been trying not to yell as we didn't want to worry Carole and Dad and ruin their day, but there was only so long that could last.
I was crying now again, "You hurt me the worst way you could Kurt, it's going to take a lot more."
"You should talk to Blaine though, you didn't hear what he said to me after." Kurt then left the room, I looked at my phone. I had been receiving about ten texts an hour from Blaine since this morning and I had so far refused to even look at a single one. Though before I could even begin Dad came in.
"Hey Pops, what's going on with you and Kurt? I heard you both shouting." I asked for him to shut the door as he came and sat by me, looking concerned.
"Last night, he kissed Blaine, right in front of me," I said, sniffing as I spoke.
Dad sighed, "Is Blaine gay or? You never said if he was or not."
"He's bi, but that's not the point. Blaine was there as my date, Kurt knew I liked Blaine and even said that morning he would never get in the way of us, then he does that." I complained, Dad seemed stressed on what to say, "He keeps apologising but I'm so hurt, and with what happened with Sam and then this, it's like I just wasn't meant to be happy with someone."
"What has Blaine said?" Dad asked.
"I haven't looked," I admitted.
"Speak to Blaine, he was the one who was kissed, not the kisser and he's probably feeling as awful as you right now." I knew Dad was right, he was always right.
