A/N- I'm not even done with the other Klaine fic I just started... jeesh. Well, this is a bit more angsty than Let It Snow, but still the Klaine fluff we all love. Please review! This is an AU of 'Furt' where Kurt doesn't tell anyone but Blaine about the whole Karofsky trying to kill him thing. I was bullied in elementary school extensively; I still remember how I felt. So I decided to write this in Kurt's POV

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"I don't want you near me."

He moved in closer to me and my breath quickened. And not because he was cute. I was in no way attracted to Dave Karofsky, unless the meaning of the word had suddenly changed to 'scared shitless'.

"Can I have this?" Karofsky mocked, running his fingers down my chest to pluck the wedding cake topper from my hands. I stood mutely, feeling more worthless with every passing second.

"Thanks."

My heart was beating a wild tattoo on my chest and I knew I was going to have to throw out this brand new Marc Jacobs jacket because his stench now covered it. I felt like my bladder was going to leave me at any second. I was terrified.

After what seemed like hours, Karofsky walked away, stuffing the topper in his varsity jacket pocket.

I walked outside with my head down, fighting to hold back tears. Glee club didn't matter at the moment; all that did matter was getting away from McKinley right now. Before Karofsky made good on his promise to kill me.

I walked numbly to the back of the school, sat on the stairs, and tried not to cry too loudly.

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I was beginning to get cold from the frosty Ohio air. It was late fall, and, silly me, out here without a proper jacket on. I began to shiver. My hands were freezing. I had never felt so alone in my whole life.

'Help me.' I texted Blaine.

It couldn't have been more than ten seconds after I hit send that I got a reply. 'Where are you?'

'Back of McKinley.'

'On my way.'

I gave the barest smile to no one in particular. He cared about me.

About 5 minutes later, I heard squealing tires on pavement and around the corner came a car I recognized as Blaine's. The engine shut off and he pretty much jumped out of the driver's seat. He ran over, stopped directly in front of me, and knelt down to eye level.

"Kurt?" he stared carefully into my tear-filled eyes, grasping my chin and tilting my head up to look back at him. My lip quivered softly. His hazel eyes were so full of caring and warmth and... No. he didn't love me like I loved him.

"How'd you get here so fast?" I mumbled, my throat full of something thick.

"Broke some traffic laws. What happened?" he asked gently, he was always so gentle. He sat next to me, put his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me close against his chest.

"Karofsky." I whispered hoarsely.

I felt Blaine stiffen. "What did that dumb-ass do now?"

"He..." my voice died in my throat as I tried to sum up what all he had done. I couldn't help but to start shivering in terror again at the thought.

"Kurt?" Blaine said softly in my ear. "Kurt, what did he do to you? Look at yourself," he added. "You've lost weight. And not in a good way. You're skipping class. For god's sake, Kurt, you're shaking just thinking about it. Don't try to tell me it's nothing."

"He said... he said..." I choked, tears spilling out my eyes. "He threatened to kill me."

"What?" Blaine clutched me closer and began hissing a stream of unintelligible words under his breath. I was close enough to hear most of what he was saying.

"That motherfucking asswipe dicksucking cuntbox. Son of a bitch thinks its okay to walk the fuck around and tell people he's going to kill their asses. What the fuck kind of home training did this bitch ass cunt piece of shit have-"

"Blaine-"

"Cunt ass bitch always picking on people who aren't as big as him. Don't fucking touch what's mine. Fucking coward ass bully bitch-"

"Blaine-"

"Bitch ass shit damn motherfuckers-"

"BLAINE!" I yelled. He snapped out of his reverie. "Blaine, I'm okay. He hasn't touched me since I said that."

"But...?"

"But..." I sighed. There was always a but. "It's not so much physical harassment anymore. It's more... mental and physiological."

"What did he do? Why haven't you told anyone?"

"He just... he keeps staring at me and winking at me and looking at me like I'm a piece of meat he wants to sink his teeth into." I shivered as a cold gust of wind blew over us, and snuggled deeper into the warmth and comfort that was Blaine. "I can't stop thinking about it. I'm jumpy all the time and I haven't been eating properly. I'm a mess."

"You're not a mess. You're one of the strongest people I know. And that's why I love you." Blaine said, clear as day.

I unraveled myself a bit so I could look at his face properly. I stared into his hazel eyes, and shockwaves rocked through me as I saw he spoke only the truth. "You... l -love me?"

"How could I not? Brave... smart... cute as you are. I love you, Kurt."

"I love you too," I whispered. I felt his hand grasp my chin once more, tilting my face up for a kiss. And just like that, I felt at peace. This was my first kiss. Brittney and Karofsky were immediately rendered out. His lips were so soft. His lips were so sweet.

When he broke the kiss, he rest his forehead on mine. We were perfectly content, and so didn't notice the pair of eyes sharply narrowed and focused on the two.

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A/N- it's going to be a two shot. Please review. Reviews give me air to breathe. Without them I die.