Author's Note: Hey Guys, It's been a while.

I am so sorry that it's been so long since I have been updated.

This is a story I originally added with the title "Potential". I said that it was a potential fanfic and I wanted to know if you guys would be interested in reading it.

Thankyou to BellaLyra for the name. I appreciate your help!

You all said yes, so here it is. This is the chapter I originally uploaded but I will be uploading more.

*Disclaimer* I do not own Glee, or the characters, or the places mentioned.

Enjoy :)

"Kurt, wait! Please!"

"Stay away from me! I don't want to talk to you." Kurt said as he rounded the corner, trying to get away from his boyfriend.

His boyfriend.

The one who was supposed to look out for him, to care for him and lo-... love him. He was supposed to love Kurt.

Kurt felt the tears stream down his cheeks, he was getting tired from running. He quickly took a left and found himself in the choir room.

He barely made it to the piano before his legs gave way and he collapsed into a sobbing mess on the ground. He leant his back against the piano and pulled his knees to his chest as he continued to cry.

It wasn't too long before he heard footsteps slowing and walking towards him.

Kurt refused to look up. He couldn't face him, couldn't look him own boyfriend in the eyes.

"Kurt, please. Please look at me. I can expl-"

"Don't even start with the 'I can explain' storyline." He said, standing up from where he was on the floor. "I thought you would at least have a little bit of originality. Honestly... you couldn't come up with anything better?"

Kurt was mad, really mad.

The boy in front of him opened his mouth to speak, but Kurt cut him off.

"Don't even talk to me. I don't want to hear it. You cheated on me. There is no explanation for cheating. Or maybe there is. Enlighten me, oh lovely boyfriend of mine, what's your excuse?"

"Well... I "

"Was I not enough? You couldn't wait for me to be ready so you had to go and jump the bones of the next guy that you came across. Or maybe you're trying to get attention..."

Kurt began to pace around the room.

"Is this enough attention for you?" He said flailing his arms. "Or should we take this out into the hall so everyone in the school can find out what kind of person you really are?"

Kurt was hysterical at this point, flailing his arms and crying harder than he can ever remember crying before.
"Kurt, I... I'm sorry."

"No! Sorry doesn't even cut it," He said storming out.

When he reached the door he turned on heel and faced the boy in the choir room, a look of disgust on his face.

"It's over Dave."

So yeah, I hope you liked it.

Reviews are much appreciated!