I Finally Found You, My Missing Puzzle Piece
A Glee FanFiction
Author: yourxwonderwallx
Shot: 1 of 1
A/N: Set during "Never Been Kissed" after David Karofsky kisses Kurt and instead of him telling Kurt later on he'd kill him, he tells him then.
Kurt felt his knees buckling under him and the tears forming on his cheeks. He could barely breathe and he did the only thing that came to his mind. He was stunned speechless. Then, Karofsky came back. "If you tell anyone, and I mean anyone I will kill you." He practically yelled at him.
When Kurt didn't initially respond Karofsky punched both sides of the lockers pinning Kurt in between his arms. "Did you hear me?" He asked and Kurt just nodded, that's all he could do.
Karofsky ran off again leaving Kurt backed against the lockers bracing to hold himself up. He just stood there before he decided to let his feet carry him as fast as they could to the auditorium. He than knelt down in a corner and let the tears continue to fall again and again.
His eyes were red and splotchy and probably puffed up. He was glad that auditorium wasn't in use. Once he attempted to dry his tears he looked down at his phone and there were missed calls and texts from Blaine of all people. Kurt couldn't help but smile at the thought of him, which oddly comforted him right now.
He called Blaine back hoping he was answer but no such luck. "Hey," he said through the tears. "I uh confronted him." Was all he managed to choke out before he hung the phone up and placed it beside him. Kurt backed himself against a wall and let his knees curl to his chest.
He felt like a squalling baby right now because all he could do was cry. On top of being assaulted numerous times this week, he was kissed without consent and his life was threatened and to mix things up he met Blaine who was more than amazing to say the least and a guy he'd probably never have and that was his first kiss with a guy that counted and it was someone he detested. It made it seem like the light at the end of the tunnel wasn't ever going to get there, it made the dark cloud looming over his junior year even more depressing.
Kurt's head slammed against the wall when he thought of each slushy he got in the face or when Finn called him a fag. He bit his lip thinking about the crank calls his father got and having to throw that competition with Rachel last year. He sighed when he thought about the taunts and the names. The stuff he usually let roll off of him but everything was culminating into one large event that hurt him. It cut him deeper than anything else ever could or would right now.
He's smart enough to know that it gets better but right now he just didn't know how it could. He didn't bother wiping the tears away right now. He'd been here before not the physical place but the emotional place of ending it all. He's thought about it so many times, even made a plan but never gone through because he knew it would get better but right now it didn't seem like it.
"Kurt?" He heard through his loud obnoxious sobs and he didn't even both looking up. He just ignored them. For once he wanted to be invisible. "Kurt?" He heard again and he felt fingers lifting his chin and he was eye to eye with the eyes that made him melt every time he looked into them.
Through his tears he started smiling. "What are you doing here better yet, how'd you find me?" He asked and Blaine smiled still in his crouched position on the floor.
"I had a feeling you'd be here. You weren't in your car so I made an educated guess." He responded and he saw Kurt look down again. "What's wrong?" He asked and used his fingers to lift up Kurt's chin for the second time.
"I let the thoughts come back. I've done so good this year at not having them and they came rushing back in today. I tried I really did." Kurt rambled and Blain couldn't help but smile.
"I know those feelings. I've had them before. Were you going to act on them?" He asked making a notion to sit beside Kurt.
"I don't know, maybe." He lightly responded shivering when Blaine wiped a few stray tears from his face.
"What else happened?" He asked and he stopped him before he could look away again. "What happened when you confronted him?"
"Well, he pushed me into a locker again then he scowled, and then he kissed me and stormed off but not for long." Kurt said but opened his mouth to finish before Blaine could interject. "Then he came back and pinned me up against the lockers and told me if I told anyone he'd kill me and made it very clear." Kurt finished and it took everything Blaine had in him not to storm off after the kid and give him a piece of his mind.
"I know I'm sorry isn't good enough but give me a second and something will come to me." Blaine said which caused a small smile to escape from Kurt's lips. "At least you know now. You know why he's doing this." Blaine added and he took one of Kurt's hands in his own, their fingers intertwining and fitting perfectly together causing Blaine to remember the line to a song he sang the other day.
"Come here." Blaine said standing up and pulling Kurt up with him. He held his hand as they made their way on the stage and Blaine sat them down at the piano. "I tend to express myself in song more so than words so bare with me and don't say a word until I'm done." He said and pressed is fingers to the appropriate keys.
Made a wrong turn, once or twice,
Dug my way out, blood and fire,
Bad decisions, that's all right,
Welcome to my, silly life.Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood,
Miss, no it is all good,
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing,
Under-estimated, look I'm still around.
Kurt couldn't help but smile at the simple gesture. It made everything from the horrid day, the worst week and the hardest month of his life disappear right now. He just sat there with stray tears falling and Blaine singing a song to him he never thought anyone would sing to him. Blaine moved from the piano and started moving around swaying to the imaginary music they could both hear in their heads.
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel,
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect,
Pretty ,pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect to me.You're so mean (You're so mean), when you talk (when you talk)
About yourself, you were wrong,
Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head),
Make them like you instead,
He grabbed Kurt's hand and looked right into his eyes while singing, meaning every single word of the song. Blaine had never been possessed to do this before but he knew right now that Kurt needed that and he would do anything to make Kurt happy right now, and from now on. So complicated, look how we all make it,
Filled with so much hatred,
Such a tired game.
Its enough, I've done all I can think of,
Chased down all my demons,
Lets see you do the same,
(ohh ohhhh)Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel,
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect,
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel,
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect, to me.The whole worlds scared, so I swallow the fear,
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer,
So cool in line, and we try, try, try, but we try too hard,
Its a waste of my time,
Done looking for the critics, cos' they're everywhere,
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair,
Estrange our selves and we do it all the time,
Why do we do that?, why do I do that?,
(why do I do that?)(Yeaaaaah)
(Ohhhh)
(Oh pretty, pretty plee-ohhhh)Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel,
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect,
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel,
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect to me,
(Yeaaah)
(you're perfect, your perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel,
Like you're nothing, you're fuckin' perfect to me.
Once he finished singing Blaine clasped their hands again. He had no idea what possessed him to do this but it was something taking over control of him obviously. He's met Kurt two days ago and here he was tracking him down to make sure he was okay, clasping his hand, singing to him in an auditorium that didn't belong to him all for this crazy guy with head turning hair, dazzling eyes and a wardrobe he'd kill to wear to school sometimes.
"I finally found you," Kurt whispered in a singing voice and Blaine smiled again.
"My missing puzzle piece." Blaine sang back.
"I'm complete," they both sang in harmony before their lips crashed together in a force that was unknown to them. When they pulled apart their breaths were heavy and light at the same time grasping for oxygen. For the first time silence felt good. The both of them were smiling.
"Why'd you come here Blaine?" Kurt finally asked and he just laughed a little as he smiled trying to answer Kurt's question.
"I uh, I was halfway here when you didn't respond to my messages then I heard your voicemail, and hearing you cry hurt. It stabbed me. I know I just met you a couple days ago but you going after that guy it just shook me. I never wanted anything to happen to you Kurt. I couldn't take it if he'd actually hurt you because of what I said." He finished and Kurt smiled.
"Thank you. But, I've made my mind up I'm leaving McKinley. I'm transferring to Dalton, at least there I can be gay and not the taunted." He said taking Blaine's face in his hand and Blaine wrapped his hands over Kurt's.
"Well you inspired me Kurt and I'm not running anymore. As of this afternoon I'm transferring to McKinley. I can't run forever and with me here there'll be one more openly gay person to be taunted. I can't let my fear get the best of me and I sure as hell can't run anymore and I'm not. I'm talking to my parents tonight so please stay here with me Kurt?" He asked and Kurt kissed him again this time with more passion than before.
"So that means you're staying right?" Blaine asked when they pulled apart and Kurt just smiled. "How is it in two days you're turned my life upside down?" He asked making Kurt blush before he answered.
"I could ask the same thing about you Blaine 'Warbler' Anderson." He responded.
The pair sat quietly on the piano bench hands clasped together listening to Blaine's free hand absentmindedly playing keys on the piano.
A/N 2: I hope this was good. This was my first attempt at writing Klaine and I want to do them justice because they are by far my favorite television couple besides Delena on 'The Vampire Diaries'. Reviews and pointers are always welcome.
