For the record, this should have been up yesterday but all technology uterly hates me so it took a lot longer than expected :P I almost lost this entire thing and had to start from scratch but I'm smart and I found a way to save it so yay me! Author notes below
SLAM! Kurt heard his body hit the cold, hard lockers before he felt it. But then the searing pain was unbearable. He could feel the tears stinging his eyes. David and his stupid jock gang. Then he heard something and saw a hand offered to help him up. Kurt looked up with watery eyes, "What?" he said standing up. David withdrew his offered hand, "I said sorry." "Whatever, Karofsky." Kurt said pushing his way between David and the lockers for class.
David hated this. He didn't want to hurt Kurt. He wanted to protect him. He wanted to hold Kurt's small, slender body in his arms forever. But he couldn't. "Dammit", he thought "I'm a fucking chicken." And he knew if he wanted to be with Kurt he'd have to get over it. He snorted. Like Kurt would ever be with him now. He had a chance and he blew it. But still he couldn't come out. He saw how these guys treated Kurt. Would they treat him any different? No. Hell no. They'd probably kick him off the team. But he needed sports. Without them he wouldn't get a scholarship. No scholarship meant no college; no college meant no getting out of Lima. He's not gonna be a Lima loser forever. He tried to apologize, to explain; but no Kurt was pushing him away. He couldn't blame him he too had pushed Kurt, pushed him far, far away. But what did he expect? He was a bully and Kurt could never love him.
"What the hell was his problem? First pushing me into the lockers then apologizing? What was he trying to pull?..." Kurt was trying to figure it out while frivolously writing down French notes. Dave was so…ugh! He got under Kurt's skin. From all the slushie facials to the dumpster diving (not to mention the hundreds of dollars worth of ruined outfits!) why now? Why apologize? Ugh was so confusing! "Are you with us, Mr. Hummel?" "Yes, professeur" Finally, the last bell rang and Kurt raced to his locker. He opened it and a note fell out "Meet me in the 3rd floor boy's bathroom after the bell. Please, I want to talk. –David" "Pssh…yeah right, I'd bet my Louis Vuitton boots, he doesn't just wanna "talk". Kurt ripped up the note. He got in the car to drive home, since glee practice was cancelled today, when his phone buzzed. One new message: Blaine 3 "Hey Beautiful :)". Kurt smiled; Blaine always knew how to cheer him up even if he didn't know it. "Hey you" "What's up?" "Nothing just leaving school, you?" "Nothing. Wanna hang out at Lima Bean?" "Can't, have to study for my math test :( sorry maybe tomorrow?" "Yeah it's fine. Tomorrow then." Kurt drove home, Finn wouldn't be home for hours because of football and Burt and Carole had work. He took his math supplies and flopped down on his bed to study. A few hours later, Finn came home. Then his parents came home and they ate dinner. "Anything new at school, sweetie?" Carole asked Kurt. The locker scene came rushing back to him. "Nope, just a math test tomorrow." "Good Luck!" "Thanks, I'm gonna need it." Kurt sighed. He put his dishes away and went to bed, the earlier scene still rushing through his mind. After his moisturizing routine, the last thing he thought before he feel into a deep sleep was that David, probably just had a moment of weakness or lack of judgment.
Ok so this is my story...ever. First fanfic and I love glee, I'm a gleek :P, and I love Kurtofsky! I had this idea in my head after reading so may fanfics and I decided to write one. This will eventually be Kurtofsky I promise :) Special thanks to my bestie Jason, Kurt, for helping me and re-reading everything and pushing me to upload this :P Haha but I love him anyways No copywrite intended, I don't own Glee (duh) and pretty please review and tell me what you think :D ~Storm P.S. Max Adler is hawt ;D