hey this idea has been swimming around in my head for ages and i final got it into words, i hope you enjoy it and read the next chapters. Also im Irish so i apologise if my knowledge of American football is limited. final this has no beta so if there is any major problems pm me and ill make the changes :)

The common room was warm and bright, lit with a fire which gave the place a warm, cosy glow which contrasted with the dark stormy night that was raging outside. The sound of the wind and the rain that was pelting the windows was drowned out by the excited chatter of the Warblers who had gathered for a late night practice. While normal practices were so serious and focused these late night practices rarely happen, and are usually more of a Warbler social gathering than actually rehearsal. It was this perfect picture which greeted Kurt as he entered the commons and it filled him with great contentment. This was more like the old One Direction practices, more chaotic less gravel. Of course he knew the practice would not be devoid of gravel for were there was Wes there was his gravel, and there Wes was, sitting at the laptop which was hooked up to a projector, surrounded by David, Trent, Nick and Jeff . Kurt glanced around the room once before his eyes came to rest on the most beautiful Warbler in the room, Blaine Anderson, his boyfriend, his boyfriend, his boyfriend. Kurt still couldn't believe how lucky he was to have found such a charming, amazing, talented guy. Blaine, as if sensing Kurt's thoughts looked around and caught Kurt's eye and beamed at him, a smile that made Kurt just melt every time, before jumping up and walking over to him.

"Hi, babe" he whispered as he kissed Kurt on the cheek which instantly flushed that red color which Blaine adored so much. The porcelain countertenor had to pause for a moment trying to force his heart, which had inexplicitly jumped into his throat, back into his chest.

"Hello yourself, did I miss anything?"

"Nope we haven't started yet, in fact Wes has been extremely quite which is both unusual and slightly unnerving but I can't complain because while he is preoccupied I get to spend my time talking to the most beautiful Warbler I have ever seen"

"Talking to yourself is the first sign of craziness you know"

"You love all my crazy"

"Yes. I just love you full stop."

"And I love yo-"

However Blaine was interrupted by a loud banging, looks like Wes had decided to take charge by rapping his gravel on firstly David's head and then on the mahogany table. Blaine sighed a winked and Kurt before turning his attention to the council members who also happened to be his best friends. Kurt also turned his attention to his fellow Warblers, although slightly annoyed his conversation with Blaine had been cut short he couldn't stay mad because he knew that they had forever to talk and a life time of "I love you's" ahead of them. Not to mention the fact that he really had started to love those crazy and eccentric friends he had made at Dalton.

"Well I know we told you all to come her in order to practice for regionals but I'm afraid we have lured you here under false pretences"

Kurt and Blaine glanced at each other nervously, whatever this is it is sure to be crazy, strange, dangerous or embarrassing to someone

"As you all know we have gained a new Warbler…"

Crap thought Kurt, this is going to be some sort of weird initiation process which would either kill him or scar him for life. Clearly Blaine was thinking the same think because he reached over to Kurt s hand and pulled him closer. Wrapping his arms around his waist in a slightly protective but over all adorable way which basically signalled "back off my boyfriend". It's not that Blaine didn't trust his friends its just that they get very carried away sometimes and although Kurt didn't like to show it, the bullying had made him very apprehensive about surprises of any sort.

"Oh Blaine don't look at us like that "continued Wes . "Kurt joined us from McKinley high and very quickly stole the heart of our little Blainey poo and I'm sure we would all admit that he has grown on us too… but how much do we actually know about this so called Kurt? Well we ie. Myself, David, Nick, Jeff and Trent did a little research. Did you know Kurtie that the New directions have a youtube page? Oh yes !"

Kurt Blanched realising too late the purpose of the projector, this cannot be good, no no no . Damn you Rachel Berry and your stupid….(Single ladys starts to play)

"OH SWEET GAGA" gasped Kurt as Nick turned on the projector and everyone including a very stunned Blaine was shown a clip of Kurt dancing to the iconic tune. Blaine was memorized by not only how sexy his new boyfriend was but also how talented. I mean that boy could move. Kurt meanwhile had borrowed his head into Blaine shoulder to hide his embarrassment from the rest of the group who were either laughing or just staring at the video in shock.

As the music died out it took a few silent awkward and long minutes for Kurt to raise his head from his boyfriend's shoulder, unsure of how to respond to such a public humiliation, part of him wanted to cry, another wanted him to laugh it off but the bigger part of him, the defensive side that had been developing ever since his first visit to the dumpster was bigger and dominated over his other feelings. So, for the first time since he began at Dalton he arranged his face into the well-practiced emotionless expression and slow removed himself from Blaine and faced his awaiting jury. They all just looked at each other before Blaine broke the silence;

"Well I think I can vouch for everyone when I say that that was supermegaawesomefoxyhot"

"Wait…what!" Kurt could not believe what he was hearing, was he playing with him but it seemed genuine. Oh my god they had actually enjoyed way

"Yeah Kurt, we did know you could dance, it was , well beyond cool" added Nick

"maybe you could teach the Warblers to dance like that" suggested Wes

"well thanks, just you should have seen it when we did it during one of the football games. The other team when mental. We one that one."

Blaine looked at him with a mixture of amazement and shock mixed with a little bit of amusement

"you were on the football team?

"Yeah, during my straight phase, I dressed like my dad, sang Mellencamp and I was the Kicker on the school football team, I scored the final run of the game, won us the first game in six years" when this was met with complete silence he continued "yeah well it didn't last long, dad figured me out after about a week, even with me dating Britney and… what?" he questioned noticing the increasing surprise of the Warblers

"we just…your not..we…and, it looks like we underestimated you Hummel, this " replied David, gesturing to the screen "is not what we expected"

Kurt just grinned, and looked up at his boyfriend who still had his arm around his waist. Blaine returned the look with eyes full of admiration for his boyfriend because he knew that it must have taken allot for him to join a team full of the people who tormented him. Blaine just loved that about Kurt, but selfless he was, and how he would do anything to please the ones he loved, even, it seemed being crushed to death by a burly quarterback.

"Should I be worried about this Britney then? He asked the blue eyed boy

"No, she's just a friend, you have me until you get tired of me or find someone better" he replied

"Forever then." And with that the tenor lowered his head and gave his boyfriend a loving, chaste kiss on the lips.

"you sir" David announced to Blaine, once he pulled away from Kurt " are going to receive a dentist bill from every one of us, I have developed so many cavities due to you two's God damn sweetness that I might as well give up and invest in dentures"

Blaine, ignoring this comment turned to Wes "got anything more to show us" he asked with an innocent smile which was returned by a wicked one before Wes answered

"oh I'm only just getting started"

And so it continued in this pattern, Wes, David, Nick, Jeff and Trent argued over the control of the mouse, usually just clicking one of the links that appeared at the end of each YouTube video, pausing only on the ones which involved Kurt. They systematically watched Bad romance, roses turn, jump, 4 minute's, defying gravity, to sir with love, time warp, and many many more along with some random videos of the glee club just messing around, Laughing and joking. Blaine loved seeing Kurt that way, so happy and full of life, despite looking, if possible, even paler than normal in some of the videos, and that black circles under each eye was a common feature in these videos.

Then Wes clicked onto a link up loaded by 'McKinleysrule" and a new video became to play, and the voice of a male that the warblers had yet to hear filled the room. Blaine felt Kurt stiffen and looked down at the boy whose face was getting visibly paler. The video was being filmed on a phone showed a large hand clasping a large slushy making its way down the corridor. The sound was mainly distorted because of the amount of noise and number of people but in sentence rang out clearly enough

"Maybe this will teach that little Fag to stop spreading his fairy dust around the place" at that moment the camera focused in on Kurt who was leaning against the locker taking to a blonde cheerleader and a scary looking guy with a Mohawk, there was no warning and no time for Kurt to react before getting hit, full in the face by the purple slushie. There was clear pain in his expression as he turned away to try and remove the liquid from his eyes.

"What is your problem" asked Mohawk squaring up to the owner of the camera

"It doesn't concern you Puckerman, we were just teaching this little fag that he can't spread his fairy dust around school unpunished" Mohawk shoved the camera holder in response before Kurt ,still Blinded, reached out and stopped him,

"Leave it Noah, they're not worth it"

"but Kurt…"

"Leave it; you're not going to juve because of a bunch of Neanderthals. Just walk away." And that's where the video stopped. The room was complete silent as the Warblers looked at the real live Kurt who had again adopted the expressionless face. Throughout the video Blaine's grip around him had become tighter, as if he was trying to protect him, and the silence continued until Kurt couldn't take it anymore

"well that brought down the mood" he said humourlessly but when no one said anything in reply he said, "look guys I know you're not use to this stuff here at Dalton but that was an everyday occurrence at McKinley. It's not a big deal ok…ok" he repeated looking up at Blaine

"but it's so unfair" croaked Blaine who was trying to contain that anger that was pulsing through him, knowing that losing it would be useless now. The rest of the Warblers were equally upset and confused, wondering how anyone could harm Kurt, who they all found endearing and who they had all truly grown to love over the past few months.

"I know it's not fair" answered Kurt, "but really it's not a big deal, not compared to any of the other stuff and apart from ruining your clothes they….

"Wait…" butted in Wes quietly "other stuff? What other stuff?"

Kurt was silent for a very long time, he hadn't meant to say it, and they weren't meant to find out. Finally he said very quietly "it's nothing, pretend I never said anything."

Wordlessly Wes reached over and clicked another link. The message was clear "if you won't tell us, then we'll find out on our own. This video was outside and featured a resigned looking Kurt surrounded by six massive football players.

"we're going to put you back were you belong homo" taunted on of the larger boys "see were getting pretty sick of you and your glee club prancing about talking about free speech and expressing your selves, you need to learn to keep you're freakiness away from us normal people" Kurt made no response to this, eyes on the ground he stood stalk still, as if his mind had completely shut down. Without another word the football players grabbed him and tossed him ceremoniously into one of the nearby dumpsters. The sicking thud of what was clearly the small boy head hitting off metal was the last sound to be heard before the video stopped.

The next video was rather short, but explained to everyone why Kurt jumped when a locker slams shut. A jock about three times the size of Kurt could be seen in the video walking along to catch up with un unwitting Hummel before violently and forcefully shoving him into one of the lockers. Kurt's head and back banged hard against the locker, and it was obvious even in the video that enough force had been applied to cause extensive bruising. It was also clear from the video that this was another regular occurrence because no one in the crowded corridor even flinched when they say it. It was just part of their routine. Pick up a coffee, go to the lockers, and watch this small porcelain boy being abused.

Again Wes reached over and selected a new link, but this one was different, the video was much clearer and was the sound, indicating that this recording, unlike the others had been planned. Furthermore this one seemed to be being taken in secret as half a wall seemed to be blocking the camera meaning the owner was hiding around the corner. The corridor in view was deserted apart from the solitary figure of Kurt who was collecting books from his locker, which had the word "fag" scrolled across it. Closing his locker Kurt turned and made his way down the corridor in to opposite direction and after a short time the cameras followed. There was more than one pair of feet to be herd though. There were at least two other people trying to follow Kurt as silently as possible.

"Stop" shouted the real life Kurt, and Wes reached over to pause the video. They had been so transfixed by the video that they hadn't noticed the emotion that was registered on Kurt's face. Beforehand he let them watch the videos, it was nothing he hadn't told them about before, but this was different. "Please" he said, his voice barely more than a whisper "please I don't want you to see this" he turned to Blaine "you can't see this…it'll…you can't"

"Kurt, babe" Blaine looked directly into Kurt's eyes, and what he saw broke his heart. It shattered it see so much pain and fear and suffering in those blue eyes that should only ever be filled with joy. He needed to know what could cause the love of his life so much pain. "Please angel, let me watch it, I need to know". Kurt looked at him for a few more moments, before placing his head into the crook of his boyfriend's neck, rapping his arms around his waist and nodding. Wes pressed play again.

The three mystery people continued to follow Kurt, but three people can only be so quiet and Kurt suddenly became aware that he was not alone and glancing over his shoulder her had about two seconds to react before two of the, as expected, jocks lunged forward and dragged Kurt into an empty class room. The camera followed them in. This Kurt was not being passive however, we kicked and punched and twisted trying with all his might to get out of the clutches of his captors but to no avail. The two footballers managed to pin him down on the floor, on at his legs the other at his arms, yet he continued to fight as the cameras was set on what was presumably a table and the third boy came into view. It was the same boy who had shoved Kurt into the lockers and, apart from Kurt's yells, he was the first one to speak

"you should be thanking us you little faggot" he snared "we decided against the slushies', we know that they makes you cold and we wouldn't want that… so we got you this instead" the boy went off camera and returned with a steaming take away cup filled with dark coffee. Kurt's eyes widened with pure fear, it was like watching a doe in a trap, as he continued to fight as the boy ripped of Kurt's shirt exposing his chest which was covered with a mixture of cuts and bruises which ranges in color from black to green to yellow." We're going to make you scream, give you the first taste of the fires of hell which you will be damned to because you are a sick and disgusting" at this a look of pure determination dominated Kurts face, only to be replaced by a look of pure agony, two seconds later when the scalding hot coffee was poured over his pale skin. And yet he didn't scream, his face contorted in pain, tears springing from his eyes, he made no sound and all apart from breathless gasps for air. He refused to give the bullies what they wanted because that meant giving up. This proved to enrage the boy who threw way the large cup, which was now empty and proceeded to pummel every inch of the poor boys body, aiming kicks and punches, and yet not a sound penetrated Kurt's lips. The boy stopped after what seemed like hours and Kurt could be seen to only he semi-conscious, bleeding and to be in severe pain. But apparently that wasn't enough, going to his bag the boy pulled out a knife and approached Kurt who was into too much pain to move. Slowly and carefully the larger boy drew the knife in short lines across the top of the boys' shoulders. No sound. Giving up the leader called out to the boys who were still holding the limp body of Kurt down, though it was no longer necessary anymore.

"Leave him. He's not worth any more of my energy" and as a last act of disrespect, he spat on Kurt as they left him, bleeding, and sleeping deeper into unconsciousness. The video ended

Silence

Silence

Blaine just didn't know what to do. He was so angry, so angry and yet he wants to cry, cry for the boy in his arms that had felt way to much pain in his life. But of course he couldn't cry, he needed to be strong for Kurt, a boy who proved to be so strong in that video, a strength that Blaine never could dream of having. He tightened his hug on the smaller boy who had yet to remove his head from Blaine's neck. He stroked his hair before resting his check on top of the dark headed boy trying to give him as much comfort as possible before feeling the boy pulling away from him and stepping out of his hold. Without a word the older boy undid the first few buttons of his shirt and pulled it aside revealing to the clear angry red scars which spelt out the word "FAG" illuminated on his white skin.

"I'm sorry" he said, and Blaine could believe he had said it. Why? How could he be sorry for what they did? It wasn't his fault! The pain in those eyes was too much to handle, it was soul destroying.

"I'm sorry" he repeated again addressing Blaine alone this time "I'm sorry that I lead you to believe that I was brave or that I was strong and I'm sorry that I'm not the person you though it was. and I understand if you are completely disgusted with me and that you never want to see me again. But now you know, you all know what I really am, pathetic and weak" and Kurt filled with regret from the past and the loss of his new future at Dalton turned and ran out of the room before anyone could say or do anything to stop him

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