Chustin fic # 1 from Thursday. Me no own Dalton.
Glee
Justin and Charlie had been dating for about four months when the holidays arrived. They didn't really want to spend the whole summer apart, so they decided that Justin would stay with Chaz for the last two weeks, if his parents would let him.
The Hanover had promised to tell his parents who he was dating this time – he'd skirted around the topic the last three times they'd called – so they still thought he was single, and he expected constant introductions to "nice girls" during his time at home. He'd never even tried to tell them he preferred boys, so they would definitely be surprised.
Charlie, on the other hand, had told his over Spring Break, so they had had some time to get used to the idea already, and had assured Justin he could stay with them if he needed to. His father didn't spend much time at home, and Claire, his mother, liked the English boy, having met him at Parent's night a few months earlier.
The Brit had tried to insist he'd be fine, but in private he'd confessed to Charlie he was really worried about his parent's opinion.
"I just can't… they keep telling me to find a nice girl and provide an heir. I think they'd be happy with any girl by now, but… what if they hate you? I wouldn't be able to forgive them, ever." He said quietly as they stood in his room, preparing to leave for the airport. Charlie shook his head and pulled him in to a quick hug.
"Justin, it'll be fine. Even if they don't support us, we'll manage. Laura knows; she'll help you out if she needs to." That had been awkward. Laura had Skyped Justin a few weeks earlier, while Charlie was there, and somehow figured out that they were dating. To Justin's surprise, she'd been fine with it, and quickly earned herself the nickname Fan Girl.
"I know, but still. They're my parents. I want them to be happy for me." He leant against Chaz's shoulder, not wanting to part.
"Promise you'll call me to tell me, whatever they say, right?"
"I promise."
Charlie gently pulled away, and picked up Justin's case. "We better get going, then."
Glee
Justin walked into the living room where his parents were sitting. The night before, at dinner, he'd told them they needed to talk, and then spent the whole night trying to think what to say. He didn't want to just blurt it out, but he didn't think he'd be able to sugar coat it too much. Laura had caught him on the way downstairs and given him a hug, trying to calm him down.
"Remember, As long as you're happy and you love each other, I'm happy for you."
"You might be." He replied dully. "Mum and Dad, though…"
"You want me to come with you?"
"No… I need to do this myself. But thanks, Laura."
Instead, he entered the sitting room and took a seat opposite them, not quite looking them in the eye. His mother smiled at him.
"What do you want to talk about, Justin?"
He bit his lip, and then looked up. I… I thought you should know I'm dating someone."
His father looked pleased. "A Dorby girl? What's she called?"
"Not… not a Dorby Girl." He replied. His mother frowned.
"Then where did you meet?"
He was glad they hadn't actually said 'she' or 'her' yet. It made this a bit easier. "At school."
"At a mixer? Or a sports meet?" His father asked. Justin hesitated.
"Not exactly… he's one of the other Prefects."
There was silence for a few moments. "Justin… did you say he?"
He swallowed, then nodded. "Yes. His name's Charlie."
Harry and Beth looked at each other, eyes wide. "Justin… why are you doing this to us?"
"Yes, Justin, don't be silly, why are you being so difficult?"
He looked at the floor, blinking hard as he tried not to cry. "I'm not doing this to annoy you, I… I love Charlie and if you can't accept that, then tough."
"Justin, stop it!" Harry snapped, standing up. "This is wrong, and you know that! Now, the Cartwrights are coming over tonight, and their daughter is-"
"It isn't wrong, why can't you… you know what? It doesn't matter. Laura thinks it's fine, and so do Charlie's parents, so what you think isn't important!" Justin snapped. Beth shook her head.
"Justin, why do you want to do this? Why don't you spend some time with Amelia tonight and-"
"I don't WANT to spend time with Amelia, or any of those stuck-up girls you keep trying to set me up with, because I HAVE A BOYFRIEND."
"That does not count! How do you expect to carry on the family line if you insist on messing about like this?"
"We've been dating four months." He said firmly. "That's not messing around."
"Justin, this is never going to be anything more than messing around, so stop being silly, talk to Amelia tonight maybe, you still have a year to find someone…"
"I already FOUND someone." He stood up and moved to the door, pausing with one hand on the frame. "Tell me if you decide to accept it. Otherwise I can just fly back to America and stay with his parents."
"Go, then!" Harry yelled. "As far as I'm concerned, until you come to your senses I have nothing to do with you and you aren't welcome here!"
Justin froze. "Are you kicking me out?"
"Yes, I am! Pack your stuff and LEAVE. If you decide to behave, then we'll talk."
Justin remained where he was for a minute, stunned. Finally, he turned and rushed upstairs.
GLEE
Charlie's phone rang as he was finishing breakfast. He glanced at the caller I.D. then dropped the spoon he had been using to eat his cornflakes.
"Mum, I need to take this call."
"Charlie, you're meant to be eating." She reprimanded mildly. Charlie shook his head slightly.
"It's Justin."
She sighed. Charlie had told her Justin would be talking to his parents today. "Okay, then."
He hurried out into the hall, hitting 'accept' as he did so. "Hey, how did it go?"
"Umm. Kind of not good. Mum thinks we're just being silly, and I think my Dad just kicked me out…"
"HE KICKED YOU OUT?" Charlie asked, stunned. Justin nodded then remembered Chaz couldn't see that.
"Yeah… he told me to get out unless I stopped seeing you."
"Justin…"
"I… I can't stay here. I don't want to break up with you. I… I need to leave."
"Do you have somewhere to go, or are you coming over here?"
"I… if my parents are like this, all my family will be, so… can I come stay with you?"
"Of course you can! One second while I tell Mom, okay?" He took the phone away from his ear and went back to the dining room. "Mom? It's still fine if Justin stays here, right?"
"Sure. Why, his parents didn't take it well?"
"Err. They threw him out."
"Wow. Okay. Tell him he's always welcome here, won't you?"
Charlie nodded and put the phone back to his ear. "She says it's fine. When's the next flight out?"
"I can go to the airport now and fly out in around four hours, then it's a 13 or 14 hour flight… so I'd get there at three in the morning or something."
"Text me when you know, and I can come meet you there, okay?"
"Okay."
Glee
By the time the plane landed, Justin was a mess. When he'd called Charlie, he'd still been in shock, and the fact his parents kicked him out hadn't quite sunk in. However, with the 17 hours it had taken to get to Ohio, he had had plenty of time to think. He really hoped Charlie would be waiting for him, because he just wanted to cry at the moment, and he needed his boyfriend to tell him everything would be okay.
He walked through the gate and saw Chaz and his Mum waiting off to one side. He hurried over to them, hoping he looked better than he felt. Judging by Claire's expression, he didn't. The other boy pulled him in to a tight hug, kissing the top of his head.
"I'm sorry." Justin said quietly. Charlie looked surprised.
"What for? It's not your fault your parents are like that."
"I should have known, though… I should have kept my mouth shut and just let them think I wanted to date Amelia or whoever…"
Chaz shook his head, releasing Justin from the hug and taking his hand so they could go collect his case. "You shouldn't have to lie to them."
"But-"
"No buts. They'll come round eventually, and until then you can stay here with me. Us."
Claire nodded. "He's right, honey. They're your parents, they'll figure it out."
Glee
It was noon before Charlie appeared in the kitchen in search of food, and found Justin sitting at the table, staring blankly at the wooden surface. Chaz took a seat opposite him and smiled gently.
"You okay?"
Justin looked up and Charlie noticed how red his eyes were. "I'll take that as a no, then." He stood up and circled the table, taking Justin's hand and pulling him to his feet.
"Come on. We need to talk."
Justin nodded silently, letting Charlie tug him into the sitting room and over to a sofa. He pulled Justin into another hug, trying to comfort the Hanover.
"Laura sent me an email, asking if you'd got here safely. She was worried about you."
"What did you say?"
"I just put that you were upset, but alright. I didn't want her flying straight over here or anything."
Justin opened his mouth to say Laura wouldn't, but quickly realized that she really would. Charlie laughed.
"She's going to talk to your parents. And before you start protesting, I did try to dissuade her, it just didn't work very well."
"Laura's stubborn." Justin agreed with a tiny smile. Charlie ruffled his hair gently.
"So, the plan is for you to stay here all summer, unless they come to their senses, then we'll go back to Dalton together. They're still paying your tuition, right?"
"Yeah. They think I'll find a girl from Dorby or something."
"You… you won't, will you?"
Justin looked offended. "Of course not!"
"Sorry, I was just… checking, I suppose. You know what Blaine was like when he first came to Dalton." Charlie smiled slightly. Blaine, the newest Windsor, was also the second sanest, and yet he'd been an absolute wreak when he arrived, half-convinced that being gay was wrong and he should just find a girl to date. Luckily – or unluckily, depending on your perspective – he'd started dating Logan. They'd since broken up, but at least Blaine had his confidence back.
"Maybe he had the right idea. Maybe I…he…we… maybe this is ugly and… and sinful, or…" Justin trailed off, still hugging Charlie, who looked appalled.
"It's not wrong, or ugly, or sinful, Justin. Love is always beautiful." He insisted gently. Justin smiled weakly and sat up so he could kiss his boyfriend.
"I know, but when they said all that, I sort of… I believed them I guess."
"Why?"
"Because… they're my parents, they're supposed to be right!"
"Well, they're not."
"I know… thank you."
"What for?"
"Not getting mad."
"Why would I get mad at you? I love you."
Justin snuggled closer. "Love you too."
"You going to be okay?"
"I… yeah. I think so. You wouldn't let me… not… be."
Charlie rolled his eyes. "That's my job."
"As a Prefect? 'Cos we're not at school."
"I meant as your boyfriend, idiot." He kissed him lightly and stood up. "What do you want for lunch?"
