I own nothing. If I owned Glee then there would be a lot more mansex and Kurt would be a total cockslut.
Set during the Gleeks Senior year at McKinley. I'm not sure if Dave is the same age as them or older but for this story he is.
Also,
'...' is thoughts FYI
Narrator: So I don't know why anyone would miss Glee but just in case you did here's what's happened. New Directions went to Nationals and totally pwned with their original songs. Karofsky got outed by Azimio and decided to join the Glee club. He apologized to Kurt and the rest of the Glee Club and Kurt came back to McKinley. Kurt's dating Blaine but isn't really into it anymore. Santana and Brittany got together and Lauren still won't sleep with Puck. Rachel and Finn tried to give it another go but decided they're better off as friends and now Rachel's dating Jesse again but no one really cares. And that's what you missed on GLEE!
"Alright guys, your assignment is to sing a song that expresses something you find hard to put into words," Mr. Shue said. He looked over the faces of his gleeks and sighed, it was obvious that, except for a few of the brighter students, the concept wasn't really being grasped. "Ok, so if you have something you want to say but can't find the right words you can sing a song to get your point across." He could see on most of their faces that they understood except of course Brittany. 'My god that girl is NOT the brightest bulb.'
His musings were interrupted by Dave, the newest member of New Directions, raising his hand, "Mr. Shue? I have a song I want to sing. If that's okay?" He tried not to let the shock show on his face as he nodded and gestured for him to take the customary place in the center of the room.
Dave Karofsky was definitely the most unlikely member of ND, after being publicly outed in the cafeteria by his 'best friend' Dave's social status had plummeted so he didn't see much point in not joining Glee since he actually enjoyed singing and performing. As another positive Dave's joining had been the catalyst for getting Kurt to transfer back to McKinley for his senior year.
Dave slowly and nervously walked to the designated 'singing area' and pulled up a stool and a guitar before looking up at the rest of New Directions and quickly looking back down in embarrassment. "Well there's something I've really been trying to say and it just seems to never come out so... I guess this is it. I've taken some liberty with the lyrics but whatever, right?" Dave sighed and started gently plucking the strings of the guitar and blushed when everyone gasped as they realized his song choice.
"He looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and I need
And everything that we should be
I'll bet he's beautiful
That guy he talks about
And he's got everything
That I have to live without
He talks to me
I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny
I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love
He's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night"
Dave finally finds the courage to look up again and catches Kurt's eyes with his and doesn't let them go.
"He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do
He walks by me
Can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
He better hold him tight
Give him all his love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know he's lucky 'cause
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do
So I drive home alone
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight
'Cuz he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do"
His fingers stop strumming as he ends the song and remembers that there are other people in the room besides he and Kurt. He abruptly stands and puts the guitar down gently on the stool before turning to Mr. Shue and saying something about having to leave.
As he runs out of the room every pair of eyes in the room turns to the back row where Kurt is sitting next to Mercedes, clutching her hand tightly in his. His cheeks are bright red and his eyes seem glossy but his lips are curved into an awed smile.
He's brought out of his daze when Santana laughs derisively and manages to ask through her snickering, "Did Fairy 2 just tell Fairy 1 he's in love with him? That's HILARIOUS! I'm tweeting about this right now!"
Kurt snaps his head in her direction to rip her a new one but before he can Brittany pulls backwards on Santana's pinky, which is almost always linked with hers, causing the latina to cry out more in shock than real pain.
"No San! That's mean. Dave just poured his feelings out and it's not nice to laugh at him. How would you feel if you told someone how you feel and were laughed at? Other peoples pain is NOT funny!" Brittany let go of her pinky at the end of her rant and angrily crossed her arms over her chest.
Everyone in the room stared at her in amazement. They'd never heard her say anything so intelligently before. Kurt was the first to snap out of it, "Thank you Brit. I couldn't have said it better myself." Santana looked sufficiently chastised so he decided to let it go.
Brittany turned around with her usual vacant expression and said, "You're welcome Kurt. I learned it from the robot that lives in my deodorant."
"That didn't last long," sighed Puck from across the room. "Brit, you DO know that you're not supposed to drink the bongwater, right?"
The blonde just giggled and said, "Well Duh! It tastes like Coach Sylvester's shoes."
Mr. Shue opened his mouth to ask how she knew that but just decided he didn't really want to know. "Alright everyone if no one else has a song to sing then I suggest we call it a day. I'll see you all tomorrow."
At that everyone stood and gathered their things but Kurt lagged behind the rest of the gleeks. He needed to think and he did his best thinking in the choir room or at the mall and since his dad had taken away his credit cards for a month because he came home late ONCE from a very boring date with Blaine that didn't even involve any making out.
As much as he had been sure that Blaine was the one for him he was now very sure he wasn't. He liked Blaine but he seemed to lack the passion that had been there during their first kiss at Dalton so many months ago. He couldn't even get Blaine to go further than kissing and they'd been together for months now. Every time Kurt's hands would go lower than his collarbone the dark-haired boy would grab his hands and very condescendingly say, "Kurt I want you, I do, but I just don't think you're ready for anything more," or something to that effect. Like Kurt didn't know what he wanted. He was a fucking teenager, how could Blaine think that he didn't want to have sex?
With a heavy sigh he pulled his cell phone out of his messenger bag and held down the three until the call connected. This wasn't going to be a fun conversation. "Blaine? We need to talk..."
TBC
AN: So if anyone has any ideas for songs or what they'd like to happen in the story I'll gladly listen to them. I'm trying to find a way to work the song Whipped Cream by Ludo into this fic but it's not really fitting in. =[ Sadness. Reviews are love and they're also motivation to write more. Hearts and kisses. :D