Teenage dirtbag
Chapter 1.
AN: I don't own Glee and never will :'(
Kurt Hummel noisily pulled up in front of the doors to McKinley high on his pink and silver Harley an hour and 25 minutes late. Oh well he at least he'd bothered to show up. They should count themselves lucky. Just then Kurt saw something or someone moving at the edge of his vision... Just his luck it was Sue Sylvester. "Hummel! What are you doing out here?" Sue snapped her lips arching slightly into a cruel smile.
"Nothing." Kurt said looking down at his vintage biker boots with slight annoyance. Just then he heard a snide sneer from the group of oncoming Cheerio's, he scanned the group a glare adorning his face looking for the idiot brave enough to sneer at the head of the skank's. His Glasz eyes suddenly meet a pair of golden orbs, surrounded by dark unruly curl... Anderson! Blaine freakin' Anderson head cheerio and school bitch! How dare he!? "Huh...Nice bike Hummel!" Blaine scoffed rolling his eyes. Kurt thought for a second before scanning down Blaine's body, pushing through the group of cheerio's and in through the office with a call of "Huh...Nice arse Anderson."
"Mr Hummel," called the receptionist as Kurt continued to swagger down the corridor towards the football field, to meet the skank's under the bleachers. Hey he was here he didn't say he was going to learn now that was optimistic! "Mr Hummel! This is the fourth time this week! I will need to phone your father about this" the blond receptionist called as she chased the pink haired leather clad skank down the hall. "Fine Caroline! Give him a call, he's missed you" Kurt said before he turned the corner and walked out slowly onto the field towards the bleachers, lighter in hand, pulling out the cigarette tucked behind his ear. Just as Kurt was about halfway across the field and about half way through his cigarette he felt eyes on the back of his head. He turned slowly to see Blaine and his smirky little meerkat faced boyfriend Sebastian "Smarmy" Smythe. That made Kurt smile "Hey its 'nice ass Anderson' and his Prince Smarming." Blaine smiled slightly at this however his smile quickly faded when he caught Sebastian looking at him. "What was that Hummel?" Sebastian growled.
"What about your boyfriend's nice ass or about you being a smarmy git?" Kurt asked acting all innocent.
Sebastian tried very hard to look threatening. He wasn't an idiot. Scratch that he was an idiot but he knew that no one messed with Kurt Hummel. In short this off the rails, pink haired, Harley driving, ex-cheerio could kick ass.
"Watch your back Hummel!" Sebastian said pushing past Kurt and heading towards the bleachers.
"Watch your boyfriend Smythe!" Kurt chuckled. Sebastian let out a low growl
"Just ignore him Seb he's not worth it." Blaine said trying to calm Sebastian down.
"Yeah Seb," Kurt sneered "Listen to your fine ass bo..." That was all Kurt managed to say before Blaine slyly and swiftly kicked Kurt in the balls!
"Don't talk about me like that! Like all I am, is some damn prize! That's all guys ever see me as a trophy, a prize, arm candy, a bitchy hot cheerleader! Never a f****** name!" Blaine screeched before he flounced off up the steeps and back inside the school building.
"Now see what you've done Hummel! I'll get you for that!" Sebastian snapped as he followed the way Blaine had gone up the steps.
Kurt's stomach dropped emotions spinning and turning in his head.
He felt angry at Sebastian for simply breathing most of the time ,but it wasn't just that this time. Was it that Sebastian had Anderson and he didn't... no of course not,he just didn't want to see Anderson hurt? That was no better. Kurt normally didn't care for anyone but himself but this boy, this boy was different. Kurt felt like it was his right, no his duty to protect Blaine he had no idea how or why, he just knew, Blaine had to stay safe.
However he was also slightly angry at Blaine for that well timed kick (the pain of which was now subsiding.)
Then at the very bottom lay something Kurt Hummel head skank and all round badass had never felt before... Regret.
With Blaine in a deserted corridor...
Blaine sat against the wall of the empty corridor hoping that he would not be noticed after all no one could ever see Blaine 'hot, bitchy, head cheerio' Anderson cry! But he couldn't help it he was only human. Tears continued to run down his face, just one thought running through his mind 'I hope that he doesn't find me, or I'll really be for...' Blaine's thoughts were interrupted by the one face he hadn't wanted to see. Blaine wiped his eyes and tried to stop his nose running as he called "Hey Seb, baby." trying hard to sound cheery as he stood. But no matter how hard Blaine tried it was impossible to hide the fear in his hazel eyes and his defensive body position... he had good reason
*flashback*
"Now see what you've done Hummel! I'll get you for that!" Sebastian snapped as he followed the way Blaine had gone up the steps.
*End of flash back*
That dear reader was a lie. Sebastian would never attempt to 'get Kurt for that', he was too afraid, Kurt was too strong. But that didn't stop Sebastian taking his anger and aggression out else where... like on his petite and venerable boyfriend perhaps? Yes dear reader this story is not as you thought did you believe that Blaine ran because he didn't want Kurt to see him cry? Well did you? Well sadly you are wrong... he ran before Sebastian could see him cry.
"You're so weak Blaine!" Sebastian yelled in Blaine's face throwing in a back hand slap for good measure. Blaine whimpered. "You're so weak! How could anyone ever love you!" Sebastian spat, his fist colliding with Blaine's stomach. Blaine let out a small cry, he knew that he had to be quiet, he wasn't new to this game. He knew that if he made any loud noises Sebastian would only hit him harder. "You're nothing but a useless poser Blaine, if only your cheerio friends knew the real you!"
"Sebastian please." Blaine whimpered trying to stop the steady flow of tears running down his face. Sebastian brought back his fist again this time to collide with Blaine's chest. As the boy tried to regain his breathing Sebastian took his final shot for Blaine's face! Blaine tried to move out the way causing Sebastian's fist to collide with his left eye. He'd definitely have a black eye in the morning. "Goodbye Blainey." Sebastian said laying a soft kiss on Blaine's damp cheek. As the bell trilled loudly he left the crying and broken boy on the floor. The halls were quickly filling with students as Blaine climbed up quickly cricking his neck. He didn't care, it was nothing compared to the pain Sebastian had inflicted his chest heaved a slowly excruciating ache. It hurt every time he moved, every time he breathed. He was almost sure he had broken a rib but he knew he could never go to the hospital. That would bring up too many questions, questions that Blaine knew he couldn't answer. Blaine made his way to class quickly hoping to avoid questions about his red, tear stained eyes. If anyone asked he had a cold and he had slipped at cheerio's practise to get his black eye. If the cheerio's asked he would just say 'I was in a fight' that would shut them up. 'I was technically in a fight,' Blaine thought 'I just had the sense not to fight back.'
Outside the window unknown to Blaine and Sebastian stood a witness... and that witnesses name was Kurt Hummel. Smythe was gonna pay!
