Please God let me be dreaming! The lights were on Kurt and the look on his face broke my heart. He didn't deserve this kind of humiliation. The initial shock was beginning to wear off and my fists clenched at my sides. But he didn't cry and he didn't fight. He ran, and I followed after calling him name.
"Kurt! Stop! Please, stop!" I bellowed.
He abruptly turned around and fell into my open arms. I held him and kissed his head. "Shh. It's okay. It's alright. I'm here baby. You're okay; I won't let them hurt you." He just clung to me and cried.
"I thought it was over. I thought that they didn't care anymore. I can't believe how wrong I was." he sobbed into my shirt. "Shh Angel, breathe." I soothed, rubbing his back in slow, rhythmic circles.
After a minute he calmed down and we sat on the floor in the hall, his head on my chest. "I thought that they had suddenly become more mature. How could I have been so naïve? They were just too scared to say it aloud." He whispered. His broken voice ripped my heart to shreds.
"What do you want to do baby? I'll take you to the movies, we can go to Breadstix, or we could just drive. We can do whatever you want." I assured him. I smoothed his hair and planted soft kisses to the back of his neck.
He blinked a couple of times and then slowly stood up. "I'm gonna go back in there and get crowned. I'm going to show them that they can't touch me…they can't touch us…what we have." He said, looking at me imploringly. I looked back at him with a large smile, "You're amazing. I'm so proud of you."
He walked onto the stage and the principal put the crown on his head. He stepped up to the microphone and looked out into the crowd. "You can hate me. And you can try to humiliate me. But you can't take away my sense of self. And no matter how much you bully or how much you laugh, I will be myself. And you can't change me. I have an amazing family. I am going to the college of my dreams next year. And I am incredibly in love with my boyfriend. Eat your hearts out." He smiled. My heart was beating astoundingly fast. He loved me?"
The King ran out of the gym, leaving him in the middle of the crowd. He looked so lost and scared; I pushed my way through the throng of people and reached out my hand, "May I have this dance?" I asked lightly.
He smiled at me and with tears in him eyes, "Yes." He choked out. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled his flush against me. He laid his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my neck.
The music began and I held him closer to me as we swayed. I sang softly in his ear.
Take my hand
I'll take the lead
And every turn
Will be safe with me
Don't be afraid
Afraid to fall
You know I'll catch you through it all
It's like catching lightning
The chances of finding
Someone like you
It's one in a million
The chances of feeling
The way I do
So can I have this dance?
Can I have this dance?
As the song ended I pulled him in for a kiss. It was long and slow and I forgot about the entire world.
When we finally pulled back he smiled. I looked back at him and whispered, "I love you more."