What the hell am I going to do? Sue told me to find a way to bring down the club, but there's nothing I can do to break that group of badly dressed Special Ed rejects up! I just don't know any of them well enough to know any weaknesses, apart from Brit, Preggo and the guys obviously…and Puck, I know Puck quite well, but as he knows we don't talk during.
I can't hold down a conversation with Tina and her annoying stutter and that Artie kid has all the charisma of a toothbrush, they're out, getting to know them would be way too much work. Spanish is enough for me already. Mr Schue has referred to Mercedes as Beyoncé, but really nowadays she may as well be a Michelle now that Rachel as asserted herself as the only lead in the club. She's stuck in the back until giving a giant screech at the end of every song, while the rest of us sway and hum a harmony as Rachel runs around the stage googily eyed at Finn, it's ridiculous.
Not that I complain much about it though, I love to sing and dance and all that. I wasn't lying when I said Glee club is the best part of my week, Cheerios practice has gotten so old and boring lately, it's the same kind of stuff every week; we do the routine, Coach Sylvester yells at us about some problem she's having in her lack of a personal life, we leave and go home exhausted and miserable. I mean I do wish I got a solo sometimes, most of the time I really feel like doing what Mercedes did before Sectionals and challenging Rachel when she gets a song I'd like. That could probably work, but I'd have to bring it, and bring it hard.
Anyway I'm missing the point, there's only one person left who could possibly help bring down the club, Finn's out of the question since all this crap came out. That leaves Kurt. He has the talent to back up his attitude, plus he's used to overcoming stuff and doing things the way he wants to. That's not going to make Jew nose very happy at all. Perfect. Oh and hes an honorary girl, which means he'll probably trust us over any of other the guys. First thing tomorrow I'll tell Brit and we'll go and see Sue.
Now where's Puck when a girl needs him….
Kurt POVI could feel a lump in my throat, I couldn't believe this, but was this really what he wanted?? Is this really what I wanted? I didn't know, but I couldn't think about it anymore, because he was kissing me again.
I could feel Finn running his hands slowly up my back, inadvertently untucking my shirt.
'Wait, Finn' I had to stop this, I had to know.
He looked at me blankly as I pushed his away from me slightly.
'Is this just a rebound? Because I'm not just some throw away girl'
Finn shook his head 'No, Kurt, I could never use you. I meant exactly what I said just then, I care about you more than any of the football guys…or Quinn…or anyone, even Puck, and really, after the last few weeks, he couldn't exist for all I care'.
He was talking slower than I'd ever heard him talk, even in Spanish class. But I believed him; his usual incoherent self was now making complete sense.
'And your talent, your love for life and the way you don't give a crap about what anyone says or thinks of you, the way you pulled off Beyoncé in Football gear, you're an incredible person Kurt.'
This wasn't happening. Impossible.
'Now please, kiss me again, I'm only alive when you're touching me'.
All of what Finn was saying shot straight to my heart, all of these feelings, the ones that I wished that I could have told him about ever since I met him, the fact that Finn might have the same feelings made me happy beyond measure.
We kissed again for a short amount of time, until Finn moved his head down to my shoulder where he rested it, breathing heavily. 'Kurt, I need this, I need you. Now, please'
I ran my fingers through Finn's soft, dark hair and savored this moment, my close friend, and the man I had had so many dreams and longings about, begging to be with me.
'Finn' I said looking down at him for the first time, ever. He looked up at me, worried.
'Pinch me'. Finn just smiled and kissed me again. His lips were softer than I had expected, lucky not having to chap stick them five times a day like I have to.
I ran my hands from his hair down his back, around his waist, I could feel Finn's abs through his rather thin shirt, I'd seen his body before after football games and stuff, but I'd never touched him like this. I started to undo the buttons on his polo shirt.
Obviously Finn hadn't realised this yet because we were still kissing. As I undid the final button on Finn's shirt he pulled away.
'No, this….this isn't right Kurt' He said whilst looking me right in the eyes.
I felt a surge of worry rip through my body as I heard Finn say those words. But then the feeling faded when I realised that Finn had placed his hands at the bottom of my top and was lifting it up over my head.
I raised my arms so my top could be taken off. I kissed Finn once again, took his shirt off of his shoulders and placed it onto the floor with my own shirt next to the bed. Normally I would rush to pick anything up off of the floor, but I really didn't care this time.
