He is alone. Kurt Hummel is literally alone.
It's Valentines Day and Kurt sits alone in his room, watching Titanic.
"Why can't I have such a perfect relationship?!" he says to himself out loud.
He loved love movies. He might never admit it, but sometimes he felt jealous of the relationships he always sees in the movies or in the tv shows. This might be because he never had a boyfriend, he never even kissed a guy before. Well, there was Karofsky once, but this was not a kiss that's counting.
Kurt felt abused after that, Karofsky had stolen his first kiss and it was just gross. Kurt never felt attracted to David, well, he didn't even know he was gay. And after the kiss he denied it and threaded him with his dead if he'd tell anyone. So Kurt had the worst first kiss someone could ever think of.
This was one year ago. And still he was boyfriend-less and felt literally like a piece of shit.
Kurt needed time to go through the shock. He needed 7 month to feel almost save again, but of course this situation was still heavy on his thoughts and dreams. He was sure it would never entirely go away. But he did better from month to month. And after like 10 month he was so far for being ready to start thinking about love, well, just a kiss again. And that's when he started to feel really really lonely. He thought about how it would be if he had a boyfriend. A guy who actually cares about him, who kisses him wherever and whenever he wants and just shares little things with him.
He's in love with the feeling to be in love. But who to love if he's the only openly gay kid in the whole McKinley High School ?! He didn't know any other people who don't go to school at McKinley.
And he doesn't even think someone could be interested in him.
So he just sits alone at home and watches cheesy love movies to give his addiction a bit repose.
Next morning he wakes up, the television still on and his eyes sore from the crying at the end of the movie. He stands up, pushing the Off button of the tv and going into the bathroom. He showers, going through is moisturizing progress and then going downstairs to eat breakfast with Finn, Burt & Carole. At 1 pm they all finished eating and Kurt was on his way to Marley.
Marley's a very good friend, the closest he ever had. When he was a Freshmen she moved to Lima and went, of course, to McKinley too. They had so many interests together, like Musicals and French. This Saturday they want to go on one of their "bestie dates", so they call it.
They meet at the old tree in the park, right between his and her house.
" Hey !"
" Hey sweetie, what's up ?" he asks her after kissing her cheek.
" I'll tell you later, where're we gonna go ? "
"Hmm, I don't know, what about the Lima Bean ? "
" Sounds awesome, we need to try the new coffees. There's one called 'Banana cherry latte.'
I hope it's as delicious as it's sounds."
" Ok, let's try the new coffee then ! " , he says with a cheerful smile as he links arms with her and went to the little shop.
5 full hours of chatting, being nasty about anyone, especially about Rachel's clothes later it was getting dark outside.
" We should head home, it's getting dark outside and my dad wants me to be home before it's too dark, you know, because of the Neanderthals and all.. "
"Yeah sure, I need to finish my essay anyway, and tomorrow I have no time to do it."
" Oh, what it is about ? ", Kurt asks as they're walking out and going to the tree again. They went slow, so by the time they reached the park it couldn't get any darker as it already was.
" Damn, my father is going to kill me if I don't go home right now."
" Ok honey, text me when you're at home ?", Marley says in a caring tone.
" Sure I'll text you, get home save" he answers and hurries home.
10 minutes passed by and he was nearly at home. He turns left to go in the next street and suddenly he crashes into another boy.
" Dude, what the hell ? " the boy says and rubs his forehead.
Kurt was terrified and said " Oh my god, I'm so sorry, really, I haven't seen you and.."
" Hahahahhahahahahahhaha, oh my god, you should have seen this, this was freaking hilarious" the now standing next to the guy girl says. She can't stop laughing, and suddenly the boy needs to laugh too .They laugh so hard, tears are streaming down their faces.
Kurt just stands there without knowing what to do.
After a while they stopped laughing and were very friendly.
" Oh my, sorry for the rudeness, I was just surprised, my name's Tom. Sorry again ! Are you hurt ? "
Kurt still stands there, still not knowing what do. He really thought 'Tom' would beat him up or something, and then he and his mysterious friend couldn't stop laughing and now he even introduced himself.
"Ehm. Hi, I'm Kurt.. And no, no I'm not hurt.. Are you ?! I seem to run into you pretty hard "
" No worries dude, I feel pretty awesome ! Hey Santa, stop your mischievous grin and introduce yourself ". That was all it took, and they both laughed again, but it wasn't as long as it was before.
" Yes daddy, I'm a fairy and do everything you want" and for god's sake they laughed again. Kurt didn't know what was going on. This guys seem nice, but why the hell they were laughing all the time ?! Still with a big smile on her face the Latina says :
" Oh my god.. Sorry, I'm Santana, I'm Toms best friend. Where did you wanna go ? "
" I actually wanted to go home, and if I don't go now I'll be in trouble with my dad." Kurt said and was soothed now since both are much calmer than before.
"Oh, well, could we join ? We need to go a bit anyway, so why not go together ?!", Tom asks hopefully.
" Ehm, yes, why not, cool", Kurt responded. They were nice, so' why not' he thought, not knowing even a thing about them.
After a few steps Santana suddenly stops and fishing out two items out of her jacket pocket.
She moved around and Kurt saw some lighting. The turns then again and holding a long joint into her hand, dragging two times.
Kurt never has been involved into such things like that. He never drank alcohol, he never dragged even on a cigarette. These things were bad.
They moved closer to his house, and just 500 meters away from his house Santana asked :
" Wanna drag, Kurtieee ? "
"Ehm.."
