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 Eighty-Four - Something I Need
The night before Rachel's party, some guests arrived for the weekend who I had been longing to see. "Kurt! Freddie!"
I ran to hug Freddie first, having previously seen Kurt only a few weeks ago, before tightly holding on to my brother. "Thank you guys so much for coming, especially since the wedding is just around the corner."
"It'll be nice to see everyone properly, especially since there's going to be so many people at the wedding, at least we can properly have a good night with people," Freddie reasoned, "I just can't believe the one weekend before the wedding I get off Kurt drags me down to Ohio."
He rolled his eyes, "You were more than willing to come when I informed you of it the other night."
"And for a Rachel Berry party?" Freddie continued his jokingly tone, "What's that even going to be like?"
"The first Rachel Berry party was iconic," I insisted, "somewhat surprisingly."
"Didn't you make out with Santana?" Kurt teased.
"Weren't you biphobic when I said afterwards I thought I liked girls too?" I reminded him.
Kurt turned bright red, Freddie giving him an off look. "I stand by the point that one drunken encounter with the same sex doesn't determine your sexuality! Though I am sorry since you turned out to be quite serious and truthful."
"I realised I liked guys while drunk," Freddie added, "I think it's the bisexual passage. Then we look back on our lives and realise how gay we really were the whole time."
"Literally," I giggled.
Kurt had then gone in to see Dad and Carole, leaving me with Freddie, helping him bringing their bags up to Kurt's room. "How have you been doing? Kurt said you and Sam broke up?"
I nodded, "It wasn't right, we're just better off friends."
"Have you seen much of Blaine? Since he's back in Lima too," Freddie then brought up.
