Kurt has been longing for a companion. School is rough. Bullies have taken over his life. He doesn't know how to survive anymore. One day, things get rough, causing a trip to the hospital. Kurt's losing hope, until he meets one of the nurses. They have a connection, but will Kurt fall for the 24 year old man? And will the dark curly haired man fall for an 18 year old high school student?

I DO NOT OWN GLEE! OR KURT OR BLAINE! TEAM KLAINE!


KURT'S PRESPECTIVE

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring Katy Perry's hit single, Teenage Dream, in my ear. It was 6:30am, and I was determined to have a good day. I slowly got out of bed to find that I had a massive headache. Great, just what I needed. I quickly ran to the bathroom and started the shower. When I looked in the mirror, I noticed my nose was twice the size it should be.

"Great Kurt, this is just great." I said to myself while slowly touching my nose. It wasn't broken, but it was obviously damaged. "I'm going to have a good day; I'm going to have a good day."

I put my iPod on Shuffle and jumped in the shower. Singing in the shower always helped take my mind off of things. Music helps take me to a place where there are no bullies, no Karofsky, no troubles. I can be myself and be accepted. I slowly rinsed the shampoo out of my hair while singing along to Wicked, when I realized I had been in the shower for a pretty good while. I pulled back the shower curtain and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my waist. While stepping out of the shower I slipped, causing all the shampoos to fall off the shower rack.

"I'M OKAY DAD!" Every time I fall in the shower he thinks I've possibly killed myself, so I have to give him a heads up. I fall in the shower way too much…

I quickly did my moisturizing routine, slipped on some red skinny jeans, a black polo, and styled my hair to perfection. "Hummel, today you look fabulous. You have the lead role in the play. You are beautiful." Although I didn't feel beautiful, I picked up my satchel, grabbed my phone, and headed downstairs.

"Hey kiddo, want some coffee before you leave?" I love my dad. He accepts me for who I am, and cares for me. Last year he had a heart attack, and I thought I was going to lose him. But Hummel's pull through. We're strong. Well, at least my dad is…

"No thanks dad, the Glee Club and I are all going to The Lima Bean after rehearsal today."

Carole came out of the kitchen and gave me a hug, "Be careful on your way to school sweetie! The roads are a little icy this morning."

Carole is always looking out for me. We've bonded since she married my dad. I helped her with her clothes, that was quite the job, and she offers her advice whenever I need it. It's a great relationship.

"Thanks Carole, I'll be careful I promise." I kissed her cheek and made my way out the door.

She was right, it was freezing and icy. I think I have a sweater in the trunk. I grabbed my sweater, slipped it on over my polo, and climbed in my car. It's my dad's old Volvo… but it's a car. The school isn't that far from my house, so it only takes about 15 minutes to get there.

I pulled out of the Hudson-Hummel driveway and made my way to the school. I reached over to turn the heat on to find that it wasn't working. Great. At least I have my sweater.

I drove in silence to the school, thinking of all the ways I could avoid being beaten alive today. "Maybe I could…. No, I've tried that already…. Maybe Mercedes… No, she already tried that…"

I was out of ideas and time. I turned into the school and parked in my parking spot. Before getting out of my car, I texted Mercedes:

Is the coast clear? -Kurt

Yeah, no sign of the Karofsky -Cedes

Thanks, xoxo -Kurt

Anytime sweetie, xoxo -Cedes

I guess Mercedes is my best friend. She's black, I'm gay, we make culture. We've been divas since I joined the Glee Club. I love her, and she loves me. We get each other. All the other Glee Club members are strange. Tina and Mike are just… Well, Asian. I have nothing against Asian people, but half the time I forget they are in the choir room. Brittany is, special. She thinks the square root of 4 is unicorns…. My point exactly. Santana is pretty cool. She stands up for what she believes in, and doesn't take crap from people. Plus she has a KILLER voice. Brittany and Santana have been dating for a while now, and I think they balance each other out. I can't understand what Rory is saying half the time, Sugar is… Sugar…. Puck is cool, we get along, and Rachel…. Rachel is the definition of CRAZY. She's the single most talented member of the Glee Club, but she's insane. Oh and Finn, he's great too.

Holy crap I've been daydreaming. Its 7:58, school starts in 2 minutes… I climbed out of my car and locked the doors. I don't like running, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

I ran as fast as I possibly could towards the school entrance, when I noticed I was being followed.

No.

Not today.

Please no.

I looked back and low and behold, Karofsky was chasing me. I quickly opened the door to the school and shut it behind me, taking off towards Chemistry class. I looked back again and there was no sign of Karofsky. I breathed a sigh of relief and fixed my hair before walking into Chemistry. Maybe he got caught? Let's hope so…

"Welcome to class Mr. Hummel, you were almost late." Mrs. O'Neal gave me a stern look, and then showed me to my seat.

"Sorry ma'am, it's been one of those mornings." I took my seat and pulled my Chemistry book out of my bag. This is going to be a long day.


Somehow I've managed to make it all day without being beaten, harassed, or tortured. Is today some kind of "Be Nice to Gay People" day? I continued wondering while I made my way to the auditorium. I walked up to the door and saw a note:

NO GLEE REHERSAL TODAY. BAD WEATEHR. SEE YOU MONDAY.

"Really? I've had the BEST day, and now there's no Glee Club rehearsal…." Well, at least I can still go to The Lima Bean with them…

My phone started buzzing in my pocket:

Calling off the coffee trip. Sorry guys- Rachel

"Even better." I sighed and made my way out the front of the school. The snow is at least 3 feet deep. I hate cold weather. It's such an inconvenience.

I walked up beside my car and began fishing my keys out of my satchel when I heard a familiar voice pierce my ears, "Think I was going to let you go all day with a beating Hummel?" I was shaking at this point.

"Get lo-lost David. I don't need your ignorance right now." Did I just say that? Oh crap I just said that.

"What did you say to me Hummel?" Crap. Good going Kurt. Good going.

"Nothing, I was just reciting some of my lines for the school play…" Stop talking Kurt. Get in your car and drive away now. You're making this worse.

"Did you hear that guys? He's 'reciting his lines for the school play'." And with that, I took a hit to the face.

"Please, not today." I struggled to get up, to find that he had my car keys. "Give them to me."

He gave me an amused look, "You want these? Then go get them." He chunked my keys towards the school. He did not. I'll never find them now.

I could taste the blood in my mouth. I tried to take off, but two other football players held me back. Karofsky grabbed the crow bar from the ground and held it towards my head. I screamed in terror.

"STOP! PLEASE! I don't deser-"

I couldn't breathe. The air was cold, and it stung my chest. Get up Kurt, get up. He hit me again, this time, in the side. I felt the blood rush from my body. I couldn't move. All I could hear was laughter. Two others joined in, kicking me and hitting me. I'm going to die. Right here in the school parking lot.

I could hardly see; my eyes were almost swollen shut. My head throbbed. I lay on the pavement in my own blood, and watched Karofsky and the other guys run away. I was slowly slipping away when I saw a black figure running my way. I tried to call out for help, but I was too weak. I felt my body being lifted up into someone's arms. I just hoped it was someone I knew. I closed my eyes. Don't die Kurt. You've got this. Don't die.


That's the end of Chapter Two guys! Blaine shall be appearing in the next chapter! Please review! GO KLAINE!