The Stars In Our Hearts

Chapter 2

Pulling up to Blaine's driveway, Kurt glanced down at his phone. He was ten minutes late. He cursed silently under his breath before noticing he had a message from an unknown number. Clicking on it, Kurt's breath stopped. The message was from Dave. This is odd, Kurt thought. It's even odder because the message didn't contain anything rude or cruel. Kurt's eyes began to water at the thought that Dave cared about him.

Gathering his courage, Kurt started up his car again, pulling out of Blaine's driveway. His eyes were so watery he didn't notice Blaine's furious face in the window.

After dinner, Dave went back up to his room, deciding he should figure out how to handle coming out at school. As soon as he opened his door, he heard his phone going off, indicating that someone was calling him. He fumbled quickly to answer it once he saw it was Kurt.

"Hello?" Dave's voice was shaky. He'd never had a decent conversation with Kurt.

"Dave… can you meet me somewhere?" His voice was thick from trying not to cry.

"Y-yeah, sure. Anywhere you want." Quickly writing down the directions Kurt had given him; he mumbled a quick goodbye and switched his phone off.

Stumbling down the stairs, Dave was almost out of the house before his mother stopped him.

"Where are you going?" She raised her eyebrows up at him; waiting for a response.

Dave coughed lightly before responding. "I'm going to go hang with Azimio for a while. Is that okay?"

"Of course, sweetheart. Just make sure you call us if you're going to be home late." Dave nodded his head sharply before quickly stumbling out the door.

Sighing roughly, Dave hopped in his truck and began the twenty minute drive to meet Kurt.

Blaine's fist pounded roughly into the wall, creating a huge, gaping hole in his bedroom. Blaine was going to beat the hell out of Kurt the next time he saw him. Who the hell does Kurt think he is? Leaving Blaine like that? No one leaves Blaine.

Kurt was pacing back and forth through the field. His hands were shaking and his body was on edge. What if Dave didn't show up? What if Blaine did? Oh God, thought Kurt. I'm dead. These were the thoughts going through his head when Dave pulled up.

Glancing up quickly when he heard someone clear their throat, Kurt literally ran into Dave's arms at the relief that it was him. Realizing quickly what he had done, he pulled back and glanced towards the ground.

"Sorry," Kurt mumbled lightly. He started playing with his thumbs; blushing brightly.

Dave chuckled lightly; trying to ease the tension. "It's cool."

Kurt smiled up at Dave before frowning. "About what you saw earlier.."

"Hey, it's cool if you don't want to talk about it right now. We can just.. talk."

"Yeah.. That sounds good." Kurt smiled brightly up at Dave; causing Dave to be the one to blush and look away.

Kurt and Dave talked for hours, surprised how easy it was to just have a normal conversation with each other.

About an hour and a half into talking, Dave remembered what had happened early that evening.

"I came out today." Dave said proudly.

Kurt turned and looked at Dave, shocked. "Really? Oh, Dave, I'm so proud of you!" Kurt started jumping up and down and wrapped his arms around Dave. "What happened? What did they say?"

Dave held his hands up. "It really wasn't that interesting." Dave chuckled, thinking back to his mother and father's response. "I told my parents, and they told me that they already knew. They said I was too handsome to not have a girlfriend."

Kurt mumbled something under his breath that sounded a lot like "it's true". When Dave glanced at him, his face literally turned the same shade as a tomato. To have something to do, Kurt glanced down at his phone. It was getting late and he knew he would have to leave now to make it home before curfew.

"I have to go.." Kurt really didn't want to go. He wanted to spend all night with Dave. And not in the sexual way. It just felt right being around him. Inside, Kurt wished Dave was his boyfriend.

Dave nodded his head. "Yeah, me too. I told my parents I would be at Az's house." His face turned down slightly in a frown. "I don't know how I'm going to tell him."

Kurt reached over and grabbed Dave's hand. "It'll all be okay Dave. I promise."

Dave took this opportunity and leaned over and gave Kurt a hug. Both boys melted into the hug, glad to just have something to hold onto. Sighing, Kurt stood back and gave Dave one last smile before announcing he truly had to go and Dave could call him, whenever he needed him. Dave told him he could do the same. I'll be needing you a lot, Kurt thought.

Huffing, Kurt got back in his car, and began his long drive home. Scared to face whatever might be waiting there for him.

Kurt was lucky as he walked through his front door. His dad wasn't back from work yet. He knew Finn would be at Rachel's and Carol was also at work, having to take an extra shift, Kurt had the entire house to himself. Deciding to relax and get a shower, Kurt made the trek down to his basement/bedroom.

Kurt walked into the bathroom and quickly began stripping. The bruises on his sides were still just as noticeable as they were that morning. Kurt knew he really should tell someone what Blaine did to him.

Turning back to the task at hand, Kurt stripped off the rest of his clothes, and slipped under the hot water from the shower. Groaning, he reached for his body wash before hearing his shower curtain being pulled back and feeling the cold air on his back. Kurt yelped loudly and turned around before he felt a hand on his mouth. His eyes began to water out of fear. Blaine was staring down at Kurt, furious. Kurt knew this was not a good scenario.

"Where were you today, Kurt?" Blaine's voice was cold and short. He was like a ticking time bomb, just waiting to go off.

"I felt sick, so I stayed home." Kurt was fucked. Blaine didn't believe one word he said and Kurt knew it.

Before Kurt could react, a sharp blow hit his lower abdomen. Hunching over in pain, Kurt started coughing up blood. Not good, he thought. So not good. Blaine pulled him back up by his hair and looked him in the eyes before hitting Kurt square across the jaw. Kurt's knees buckled out from under him and he couldn't feel anything for a while. I'm going to die was the last thought Kurt had before everything went black.