Present day

I wish he could understand that I never wanted to hurt him. I never wanted any of this to happen. We were amazing and now… it is all gone…

One week ago

Damian's POV

Walking down the halls I made sure to look out for Karofsky. I always checked to make sure if he was there. He was the number one 'slushier' at the school and I had personal experience with getting slushied.

Cold

I never wanted to feel that again…ever… Since I was in Glee club, I was promised a slushie every day but as long as I could avoid Karofsky I was save… Or so I thought…

As third period ended and I headed to the cafeteria, a little less cautious than usual. My mind was wondering over everything that was on my mind then BAM! I got one to the back of the head and heard cruel laughter.

"Hey glee boy!" The shouts came from one of the other foot ball players. A freshman instead of the usual senior. As he ran past me I recognized him from a few of my classes and made a mental note to avoid him in the future.

I ran to the nearest bathroom (which happened to be in the locker room) to clean off. I examined myself in the mirror and realized that the back of my clothes were red, from my neck to the knees of my jeans.

Well this is fantastic! I could even make my thoughts sarcastic and I peeled the shirt off of my back making a mental note to get my PE shirt out of my locker. I filled up the sink with water as I rubbed some soap into the red stain. It was at this moment that Karofsky walked in. I was terrified as I slowly started to walk to the opposite side of the room from the door. Not even grabbing my shirt.

Karofsky's POV

It has been about a week or two since I have slushied a one of those glee geeks. I didn't really want to anymore I mean really? They were so used to it that they always had another New Dorkections dweeb with them at all times. There was no more fun in it.

Coach had told us that we could use the weight room during lunch so I went straight to the locker room, sure that it would be empty, and heard running water in the bathroom.

What the…

Unsure, I went to the bathroom and saw one of the newest dorks. Damian, backing away from the door but something was different. He wasn't wearing a shirt. My eyes darted to his chest then at the sink that was almost starting to over flow with red water and his shirt.

I leaned against the door way, glaring into the clear water blue of Damian's eyes.

Wait, what? Why do I care about his eyes?

I had kissed Kurt last year, sure, but I am not gay, that I am sure of. Even Santana had started thinking that I am gay because I was staring at Kurt's…Okay sigh maybe I am gay?

No!

The thoughts were ruining my ability to think and I was still leaning against the door frame… Staring into those eyes…

Damian's POV

I was standing against the wall terrified for minutes but it felt like hours. Karofsky was just standing there…Glaring at me.

Once I noticed the sink over flowing I was tempted to grab my shirt and run but something stopped me… Karofsky wasn't glaring at me anymore… He was looking me up and down which made me a bit uncomfortable and I started blushing slightly.

After another minute I had to speak up.

"Umm, Karofsky?" I really don't like the look that he is giving me now. It started off cruel but now…it was scary. Karofsky looked like he...wanted me…

He took a step away from the door towards me, then another, and another. I was still frozen, unable to come up with a way out.

The hazel eyes that I first saw when I was petrified had darkened and were now focused on me. A shiver went through my body as the football player was only half a step away from our bodies being pressed against each other.

Why can't someone walk in here and notice what is happening?

Not even five seconds had gone by in the time that Karofsky had crossed the room and kissed me… I don't know what most people say about their first kiss but I doubt that most of them get it from the school bully. Trying to pull away he only pulled me in tighter.

His large warm hands were running up and down my back. He pushed me up against the wall roughly. When he started to pull away I felt relieved but he just took off his shirt and pushed me.

I wish I could say that I hated it and spent the whole time trying to pull away but since the later was impossible what choice did I have? I put my hands on his chest running them around on his abs.

My breath was shaky as Dave snaked his tongue into my mouth. Now pressing my body into his I put my hands onto his head, messing up his incredibly short hair.

The bell rang and I started to pull away but Dave just started kissing my neck.

"W-What if so-someone sees ughh," I moaned loudly as Karofsky found the spot between my neck and collar bone and started sucking on it. He hummed into the spot and I moaned again. "Dave, Dave, st-stop." I pushed him away at the shoulders and he finally listened.

He backed away and nearly growled, "No one finds out about this. Got me?"

I nodded my head as fast as I could.

"Good," just as he was almost at the door he turned around, "Oh, and we aren't done here." He left and I just stood there. Now realizing that the water had started flooding the room I turned off the faucet and left, holding my still stained and soaking wet shirt. I walked out of the locker room, forgetting to put my shirt on and got a lot of stares.

What are they staring at? Then Kurt walked up to me.

"Damian," he sighed that oh you soneed some fashion tips sigh. "While you have a good body and an excellent figure, you might want to save the shirtless act for the beach." He then patted me on my bare shoulder and left. Now running back to the locker room to grab my PE shirt the bell rang.

You are kidding me!

I got even more stares as I ran into the locker room with no shirt and quickly put my dripping wet one in and pulled my spare shirt on.

Well, while I am here I might as well change my pants. Now taking off my jeans and pulling on the loose ones.

Once I got changed completely I ran to class…which was on the other side of the school…

This can't be happening!

Out of breath, I stumbled into class tripping over my feet. The class was laughing as I took my seat.

Well, I never saw that happening