Author's Note: Hey! So this starts a few days after regionals, with Dave Karofsky's cousin Lydia. It will be in third person and I'll try to keep it that way, this is my first Glee fanfiction and I've been told they are hard to write so we'll see. I hope you enjoy it. Also, if you're wondering about the story title then check out Five and a Half Minutes sung by Katie Thompson. Ever chapter will be inspired by a song. It's sha-mazing! Oh and Lydia's model is the beautiful and talented Lucy Hale. That is all.

Chapter 1

Arms

She nervously bit her lip, a bad habit she had yet to break. Her heels clicked against the floor as she paced the hall, he had yet to awake and her uncle was the only one allowed to see him. Lydia knew Dave could be a jerk when he wanted to, but it was just a bravado she had put up with because she loved him. She still didn't understand why those people would post things like that on his facebook page, she had cried when she read it so she could only imagine how he felt. Then when he wouldn't pick up her phone calls she really started to worry. She had immediately called his father then got into her car and drove the three and half hour drive to Lima.

What upset her the most was not the fact that he tried to kill himself but that she had no idea he would have even tried that. She had no idea he was gay. She felt horrible for that, he should have been able to talk to her. Lydia quickly wiped the tears before they slid down her cheeks, she had to be strong. Not for herself but for Dave. She finally stopped pacing, sitting on the edge of her seat, her foot bouncing slightly as she peeled the nail polish from her fingers.

"Lydia?" someone asked softly. She looked up, seeing the nurse who gave her a weak smile,"Dave is awake you can see him now."

She nodded, immediately standing up and offering a weak thank you to the nurse before entering the hospital room. Her uncle sat next to Dave's side, his eyes watering as he saw his son was very much still alive. Lydia stood in the door frame unsure, before setting her bag down and sitting on Dave's other side. Both her small hands clutched his large one, almost afraid he would suddenly disappear.

Dave had been there were her mom left, when her dad got cancer, through everything bad that had happened in her life. She would sure as hell be there for him now. Dave gave her a weak smile which she returned.

"I was so worried," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, Lidy," he whispered back, his voice hoarse. She smiled, leaning up and kissing his forehead,"don't you dare do that again."

He let out a soft chuckle,"I promise."

Her lips pursed as she sipped the far to hot coffee from the hospital cafe, Lydia had left the hospital a bit so she could deal with some things at home. She called her school and got her transcripts transferred to McKinley and then called her dad to make sure he packed everything. They would be living in Lima with her father's brother and son until they could find their own place. Everything was set, and she would start school next week. A new school, a new start.

"Oh sorry, am I interrupting something?" she asked as she walked into Dave's hospital room. Next to Dave sat a rather feminine looking boy who she would admit had pretty good style.

"Lydia, this is Kurt, he's helping me," Dave spoke up. Kurt stood and offered her his hand,"pleased to meet you, but those shoes are amazing..."

She chuckled, shaking his hand and looking down at her black Zigi Skylar booties,"thanks, I got them on sale."

"Kurt this is Lydia, my cousin," Dave spoke up with a small smile.

"Well, I think I might make your cousin my new shopping buddy," Kurt retorted earning a small laugh from the girl.

"I do need someone to show me around, do you go to McKinley?" she raised one dark brow. He nodded and she felt relieved," good, I won't feel so alone now."

"Oh and Dave, they are going to go ahead and release you," she told her cousin,"your dad's coming in a little bit with some clothes that are that awful hospital gown."

Dave smiled softly,"thanks, Lidy. I appreciate you coming here."

"It's no problem I already told you, I want to be here," she patted his arm with a warm smile. Kurt smiled, seeing the two. It seemed like Lydia really cared for Dave, like a brother, the same sort of relationship he had with Finn.

Dave's father walked out, setting the clothes on the bed and offering the kids out of the room. Lydia smiled, shaking her head as she nearly had her coffee knocked out of her hand by her uncle. Kurt finally spoke again as they stood in the hall,"you really care for him."

She smiled weakly and nodded,"I do, I love him like a brother. I just wish...I wish he had told me about what was going on."

"He never said anything?" Kurt asked curiously.

"No," she shook her head,"and it wasn't like I could talk to him face to face very often since I lived three hours away. I just feel like I supposed to know something was wrong before this all happened."

"There is no way you could have known without him telling you," he retorted,"don't beat yourself up about it."

She nodded, throwing her half empty coffee cup into the garbage can,"thank you, Kurt, for helping Dave, he needs that right now."

Kurt smiled and nodded, getting out a sheet of paper and scribbling down on it,"call me alright, if you need anything. You know what, text me tomorrow and we'll go to the Lima Bean."

"Lima Bean?" her brows furrowed as she took the slip of paper.

He chuckled softly,"oh, I keep forgetting you're not from here. It's the local coffee shop."

"Oh, that's good, thank you again Kurt," she smiled softly, looking down at the crudely written numbers.

He grinned,"you're going shopping with me next weekend, so lets consider it even."