A/N at bottom
"Kurt Warbler, I'm gonna rock your world!" My eyes widened in horror as Rachel bounded over to us in her drunken state. I looked over at Kurt who was laughing like he was having the time of his life.
"Get over here Berry!" He yelled. They drew in close, giggling at each other's behavior. Kurt wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. I couldn't believe he was going to do it. Kurt was about to kiss Rachel Berry of all people. In front of me! But..Kurt was gay. Most importantly, Kurt was mine.
They smashed their faces together and kissed like their lives depended on it. I was frozen on the spot. When the whistles and shouts started, I turned away from them with tears burning in my eyes. I had to get out of here.
I ran towards the basement stairs and my arm was caught by none other than Finn, who had a drunken grin. "Don't worry about it, Bro," he slurred.
"As much as that is helping me Finn, you are the last person I want to hear this from," I spat.
I stumbled up the stairs and got as far away as I could from the thumping music pouring from the basement. I threw open the door and collapsed face first on the crisply made bed. I curled up and my body racked with sobs. I felt drained. It hurt enough that Kurt wouldn't notice me, but my sister? Really? I didn't want to be at this party in the first place, but Rachel made me bring Kurt all the way from Dalton so she could meet my best friend.
I left my curls un-gelled, just how Kurt liked them. I wore contacts instead of my glasses because Kurt said my eyes were to pretty to hide. I even ditched my favorite bowtie and suspenders because Kurt had picked an outfit out for me.
I couldn't tell who I hated more at this point. Rachel, for stealing the love of my life. Kurt, for never noticing how much I loved him. Or myself, for never realizing that I would never be good enough.
I calmed down enough to pull myself up from the bed to take out my contacts and strip off the jeans and cardigan Kurt had leant me. I locked the door and flipped off the light. I crawled under the sheets and let myself fall into a deep sleep to get my mind off of what happened before my very eyes. I let my mind blank so I wouldn't remember the small moans Kurt had let out, or how badly I wished that I had been the one getting him to make those sounds.
A/N: Kurt never went to Mckinley. Now, I know I haven't updated ATIAIT in a loooonng time and I kind of left everyone hanging, and I'm sorry. I've been busy and my brain will not stop flooding with ideas (example A: This story.) I am working on a new chapter along with a lot of other unnecessary stories I will inevitably end up starting. Thanks for reading! Please R&R!
PS: This was going to just be a one-shot, but if anyone would be interested in a second chapter, I might think about it. ;)
