Two Words.
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Summary: Two Words no boy wants to hear in his life. The first is I'm, While the second is Preganet. So what would Kurt do when he hears those two? R&R Please!
A/N: Do you remember in Laryngitus, Where Kurt and Brittany made out? Well here is a wicked little story of what happened that summer. Some lines are very bad grammer, that's how I made them speak, I'm not using bad spelling or grammer, it's the story! This one might be short, but the next will be longer. And I also need to know how many chapter this should be. reviews are appreciated. Rated T for language, and teen pregancey.
Songs: Breakaway- Kelly Clarkson
Breakaway
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Kurt woke up on the first day of senior year. He was sleepy and had a monster migrain. He slumped upstairs, making himself some special whole grain waffles. He almost feel asleep standing up. He also had somewhat of a hangover. He had gotten a bit drunk at the party last night. He also remember Brittany's 4th of July party. He had a few drinks there too. Jeez, What he becoming a drugie? Kurt ate in silence as his father awoke. Kurt went to the bathroom, did his hair, and got dressed. Then he left for school.
When he arrived, School was packed, but a few new students. He started walking when he saw Brittany looking upset at her car. Kurt breathed slowly. He knew when he got drunk at the last day of summer party, they had slept together in her room. He tried ignoring her and surprisingly, it worked. The rest of his day went normal. He sat with Artie, Tina, and Mercedes at lunch. Rachel sat with Finn, they were all loved up which made Kurt wanna barf. Now back to reality. Kurt was walking to his car, but then his phone buzzed. He forgot Brittany had his cell phone number. Surely, it was a text. From Brittany. He clicked open slowly.
"Hi Kurt. I kind of really need to talk to you. Two pink lines mean I'm preganet right?"
Oh. My. God. Brittany was preganet. His head felt light as air. Then, he had a migrain.
He texted Brittany to meet him and his house to talk things over. Kurt drove home and a song came on, it was Breakaway. Then, Kurt started to worry. Would Brittany get an abortion? Would life be okay? No, life could never be the same now. He slowly pulled into his drieway and went inside. His father wasn't home. Carole and Finn moved out and things had been awkward between the two families. Kurt phone started to buzz again.
"Okay. Be there at 4." Brittany had texted. Brittany had also gotten smarter over the summer, but not by much. Still pretty much a dumb blonde. "O.K. bring a preg. test." He texted back, unable to say more. He felt a lump in his throat. He went inside and drank some milk to make the lump go away. He looked at the clock. it read: 3:36 P.M. Kurt sighed in relief. 24 minutes until Brittany came.
When Brittany came, silence was among them. She went in the bathroom and took the test which was positive again. Kurt sighed and rubbed his temples softly, trying to process it. Brittany started to cry, Kurt stopped at looked at her. He'd never seen Brittany cry before Then, he did something peculiar. He hugged her. And enjoyed it. Then, he too, started to cry. He was hoping- no praying, that his father wouldn't see. About 200 tissues later, Brittany was done. Kurt hadn't really cried. He was teary eyed though.
"K-Kurt?" Brittany had started to stutter and mumble.
"Yes?" He said.
"I-I'm, I'm so, so sorry." The blonde whispered, in his arms.
Kurt sighed, "Dear, It's my fault too."
"Mostly mine." She sobbed.
Kurt pulled away a little. "We are equally responsible."
Brittany wiped her tears. "Okay."
Kurt hugged the cheerleader. And read the time. Shit. It was 5:47 P.M. His dad would be home in 13 minutes. Kurt also had to make dinner.
"Britt, I have to make dinner. If you wanna stay, dry up those tears." Kurt said, trying to make a joke.
Brittany stared. "How?"
"Um. Don't cry. I guess." Kurt said.
Brittany nodded.
Kurt led her downstairs, and turned on his TV.
Kurt stirred, he loved making Taco Salad. He had found a new low calorie version. He checked the time, which read 6:11 P.M. It was unlike his father to be late, so he dialed his number. Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hey. Kurt." His father said.
"Dad. Dinner's done. Where are you?" Kurt asked, shocked.
"Sorry, held up at work. Be home in a jiffy." Burt said, and hung up.
Kurt started to chuckle. Jiffy. Simply hilarious.
Brittany came upstairs. "Can I eat dinner here? My mom isn't home." She said frowning and looking down.
"Of course." Kurt whispered in her ear.
Brittany smiled brightly. "I..love.." She stopped herself. "Pretty Little Liars...It's a great show." She turned a bit red.
Kurt's smile faded. They were so close. Brittany wanted to kiss him. They stared at each other's lips. Forgetting everything.
"Kurt?" A voice said, pulling Kurt from his transe. it was Burt, Kurt's father.
"Yeah?" Kurt answered.
"Dinner smells good." Burt said.
Brittany's stomach started to mumble and jerk. She ran to the bathroom.
Kurt stared. Shocked.
"Uh, Kurt. Care to explain that?" Burt said.