Ideal
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"No, no, no! The lavender flowers go with the stairs, not the purple."
"What's the difference, Kurt?" Puck shook his head.
"Lavender is a light violet. Those purple flowers are rich colored. Those go outside."
Puck sucked in his checks and did what was mentioned, not arguing with the wedding planner.
Quinn was getting the flowers that weren't already out put together. She looked at Kurt as he walked by her. She grinned softly and continued in her work.
Kurt kept looking over the whole lot, making sure everything was perfect. His step-brother was getting married to one of his good friends. They had been together for two years, on and off. But lately, the couple had gotten extremely close and Finn knew he was meant to be with Rachel.
"Kurt, we've been working all day. Can't we just quit for now?"
Kurt's head snapped to Sam, "No, Sam. The wedding is tomorrow. We're going to finish most of it today, even if it kills us!"
Everyone in hearing range groaned at Kurt and Kurt sent them all a dirty look.
An hour later, everyone was basically gone except for Kurt and Mercedes. The two friends look at each other and start to laugh.
"I am so exhausted!" Mercedes announced, smiling, "And we haven't even gone through the wedding yet."
Kurt nods, "I know. I just really wanted most of it done today, so we wouldn't be too stressed about it tomorrow." Kurt shrugs and looked around the area once more. "Well, ready to go?"
Mercedes nods, "Thanks for giving me a ride back to the motel."
Kurt smiled at his friend, "Mercedes, please. You know I'm not that mean to just make you walk."
The girl laughed, "It is only three blocks."
The boy shrugged and the two of them went to Kurt's car. Three blocks and Kurt was parked in front of Mercedes' motel room.
Mercedes brought Kurt into a hug, "I'll see you tomorrow, babe. Don't have too much fun with Tim." Mercedes couldn't help but wink at her friend.
Kurt laughed and shook his head, "I'll probably be eating and falling asleep and you know it!"
A wink came from Mercedes as they said their final goodbyes. Kurt watched his friend go in her room and Kurt made his way back home.
Parking in the driveway of his rental home, Kurt got out of his car and walked up to the door. He walked in to find the place quiet. Turning the corner leading to the living room, he spots his boyfriend Tim and stops.
"Hey," he greets. Tim shook his head and reached down to grab a bag and stood up from the couch. Kurt eyed the bag, "What's with the bag?"
"I need to get away," was simply said.
"What?" Kurt's eyebrows scrunched in confusion.
"I need to just… relax and get away."
"From?" Kurt's arms folded over his chest.
"The wedding shit, Kurt. I'll be at the wedding, okay? I just need to get away."
Kurt's eyes shut tight and he took an inhaled breathe, "Tim…"
The said boy moved around the coffee table and moved in front of Kurt, "I'll be at the wedding."
Kurt pressed his lips together, but doesn't bother saying anything. He watched as his boyfriend moves around him. His head followed as Tim passes and turns the corner. "Tell Alonzo hello for me."
Tim stopped dead in his tracks, "Excuse me?" He slowly turned around.
Kurt shook his head and turned his body to face him, "I know where you go when you 'need some time to get away' and don't say I'm crazy, because I know it's true."
Tim clinched his jaw and shook his head, looking down at the floor. "Okay, fine. So I go to Alonzo when we fight."
Kurt looked hurt for a moment, "I don't think this is a fight, Tim. I think you're just being a coward like you always seem to be when I get a bit dramatic. So, go. So you can get off with your fuck buddy, since I don't put out."
Tim shook his head, "I don't need this shit."
Kurt let out a single chuckle, "You don't need the shit? This is the fifth time you've done this to me, Tim." Kurt shook his head, his eyes prickling with tears, "I don't want you at the wedding. I want you out. You come back in a few days and get all of your stuff."
Tim stared at Kurt with a blank expression, "Are you breaking up with me?"
Kurt nods his head, "Yes,"
Tim shook his head, turned around and walked down the hall. As he placed his hand on the doorknob, he turned his head around to face Kurt. "I'll be back in a couple days, ready for you to take me back."
Kurt sneered and shook his head as Tim left the house.
Kurt felt like he was going crazy. He was staring at Tim's picture for thirty minutes, trying to think of anything that could say to him once he saw the boy again.
He knew he needed to officially end it. The only reason Tim lived at Kurt's place was because he needed help with the rent money. They were friends at first, but they soon became more after a few drunken nights.
One of the few things that kept Tim from thinking him and Kurt had a great relationship was the fact that Kurt wouldn't give in to the sexual frustration. Sure, he was a boy, and he had hormones. But he sure wasn't a slut that put out on the first day… or the first week… okay, month… months.
Kurt caught a look at the clock. 9:15 was digitally printed in black. He shook his head and quickly, but surely, got ready for bed. Forty-five minutes later, Kurt was in bed looking back over the day. He knew he had to push his feelings aside for the wedding tomorrow, and he had to keep his head held high.
Finally, the exhausted boy fell into a state of comfort and quickly slipped into sleep.
"Rachel, you look beautiful." Kurt was standing behind her with a smile on his face. He looked over the beautiful off white colored wedding dress.
The bride smile, "Thank you," she examined her bare shoulders, "Do you think the shoulders are okay?" she brushed them slightly.
Kurt gave a laugh, "Like we can quickly change out the dress," Rachel suddenly looked worried. Kurt shook his head, "Rachel, its fine." He squeezed her shoulder softly and made his way out of the room, reminding her she only had a few more minutes.
"She looks beautiful, Finn." Kurt whispered to his step-brother as he was waiting by the double doors.
"Really?" A smile spread over Finn's face.
Kurt nods his head and looked over Finn, "Nice choice for the tie. I was worried you would screw it up."
Finn gave a nervous laugh, "Yeah…" A pause happened before a sharp, "Hey!" Kurt gave him a smile and shook his head.
"Ready?" Kurt placed a hand on the middle of Finn's back, to show his support. As Finn nods, Kurt motioned for the remaining glee club members to begin.
The program was perfect and Kurt couldn't have thought of a better performance as Rachel was spotted at the double doors. Kurt caught a glance a Finn and he recognized the look in his eye that he saw his father give the boy's mother three years back. Kurt smiled as he watched over the scene of Hiram and Leroy Berry giving away their beautiful daughter.
Finn shook both of their hands and the fathers quickly gave their daughter an encouraging look. Finn took Rachel's hands in his and squeezed them softly, whispering 'beautiful' to her. Rachel's cheeks redden and flashed her teeth.
The vows were traditional, the words were the same thing always said in weddings, and Kurt tuned out about everything. The I Do's came around and Kurt observed the couple and the happy looks in their eyes; technically, only Rachel, since Finn's back was to him.
Rachel laughed as Finn broke the glass as the tradition for her religion.
The married couple left the area with the glee kids singing up by the front. Everyone started to pile out, but Kurt ended up going to Burt and Carole.
The two smiled as Kurt approached, "That was very nice," Burt had said.
"Yes! And the place looks great, Kurt. You did a great job," Carole smiled and hugged her step-son.
Kurt smiled into Carole's shoulder, "It's not a big deal."
Carole pulled away and looked around, "Where's Tim?"
Kurt's smile quickly turned into a frown, "We… broke up." Kurt winched as he had trouble saying the words.
Burt's eyebrows shot up in surprise and Carole's scrunched in confusion. "What happened?"
Kurt smiled softly and shook his head, "Now's not the time. This is Finn and Rachel's day, not mine." He motioned for them to follow him out. Burt and Carole exchanged worried looks with the same things going through their minds.
Kurt tapped his glass slightly to get everyone's attention. Kurt turned his head to look at Finn and Rachel.
"Finn's engagement was such a mess; I helped him pick out the ring, but everything else was a mystery. So when Rachel and Finn came home from a showing of Wicked, Rachel was jumping up and down and flashing a ring. Finn proposed during the intermission!"
Everyone broke out in laughter, "Right? But when Rachel asked me to be the wedding planner, I probably had a happiness spasm. I gladly accepted." Kurt caught a look at Finn, "And when my brother of two years asked me to be the best man… I'm pretty sure if you got a picture of my face, it would be all over the internet," Laughter spread through. Kurt left out a chuckle, "But in all seriousness, I was shocked. I thought he'd ask one of his friends, but I soon learned that living together as brothers really brings out how you see each other. Finn has become one of my very best friends." Finn smiled at Kurt sincerely.
"And with Rachel being my sister-in-law, I just… Wow! What a family." Kurt winked at Rachel as she just laughs. Kurt held up his glass, "To Finn and Rachel." He looked over at Burt and Carole and smiled.
Rachel tackled Kurt in a hug, "That was really nice, Kurt. Thank you." Kurt nods.
Finn brought him into a hug as well, "Thanks, man."
"Now! Let's do what we do best: dance and sing!"
After an hour, everything started to really die down. The music turned to a soft sound and the boys and girls separated.
"This sometimes seems so surreal." Finn spoke.
"I know. I can't believe you got married," Puck teasingly said. Finn shoved him.
"I think it was nice wedding. You did a really nice job, Kurt." Artie nods his head at Kurt.
"It only went so well, because you guys helped." Kurt laughed as all of the guys agreed.
It went quiet between them for a moment, "Does anyone know who Quinn's dating?"
Everyone looked at Sam, and all of their answers were the same: negative. Sam and Quinn broke up in the middle of their senior year, and they frequently got back together and broke up within the days before graduation happened. After that, it was nothing. Quinn moved on and apparently met someone.
"Kurt, she hasn't told you?" Kurt shook his head. "Damn," Sam bit his lip. "I wonder why he isn't here, though. I mean, if I had a girlfriend, I would surely bring her."
"Maybe she doesn't think he's ready to meet us yet. All of us together; we can be pretty crazy." Kurt tried.
Silence fell again before Mike spoke, "Are we gossiping?"
Kurt was the first to laugh, followed by the rest of the boys. "I don't know if this really counts as gossip, since we really don't know who she's dating."
The others shrugged and Kurt tuned out of the conversation as it led to football. He looked over at the girls and smiled slightly at the laughter that the girls were sharing. Kurt really wanted to join them, but he felt like he needed to be with Finn today.
Kurt turned back to watch his friends talk – still about football.
After about five minutes, Mercedes came running over to the boys. "We're stealing Kurt," and just like that, Kurt was being pulled out of his seat and over to the girls.
"Bye, Kurt!" Finn shouts after him. Kurt waved to his step-brother.
"Okay, so we've been trying to guess what boys talk about at weddings." Tina announced as Mercedes and Kurt sit down.
Kurt smirked, "Really? And what are your guesses?"
Tina spoke first, "I think they talk about all the hot chicks they saw."
Rachel smiled, "I think it's kind of like that, except they're talking just about us." Kurt returned the smile.
Mercedes spoke up, "Y'all crazy. They talk about sports and you know it. They are boys."
Kurt looked at Quinn still sporting his smile, "I can't decide between sports or girls."
Eyes landed on Santana and Brittany. Santana's response caused Kurt's eyebrows to rise, "I think they talk about their sex life. Possibly their dicks."
Mercedes and Quinn start to laugh as Santana played it off like it was a natural thing. Brittany said in a quiet voice, "I think they're talking about puppies." The girls and Kurt look at her with confusion. "They're cute," she defended, shrugging.
Rachel shook her head, "So, which is it?"
"Well, we talked about Quinn's new man and why she didn't bring him around-"
"Told you!" Rachel spoke suddenly.
Kurt's head turned to her, "And," he said forcefully. "Sports, which I didn't really pay any attention to," Kurt's attention went to Mercedes.
"And I told you all!"
The group of friends all laugh. The laughter died down with Rachel as she turned to Kurt, "Where's Tim?"
"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask." Mercedes announced.
Kurt's laughter died and stiffened. "Um… That's not important. It's Rachel's day."
"Yes, but if the bride wants to know, that should be enough permission." Quinn tried. Kurt looked over the girls. His eyes landed on Rachel as she nodded, encouraging him.
"We… I broke up with him." Kurt bit his lip.
"What? What happened?" Quinn was the first to react.
Kurt shook his head, "He decided he needed to get away… this was the fifth time he's done it to me. So I guess I got sick of it; I told him not to come to the wedding and to come back in a few days to collect his things."
"Needed to get away? What the hell does that mean?" Santana suddenly got an attitude.
Kurt took an inhaled breathe, "He gets away to get a break from the diva in me," he didn't dare mention the other fact.
Mercedes shook her head, with her lips thin. "Where is he now? I would love to give him DIVA!"
Kurt laughed and took Mercedes' hand, "No need, Cedes. Really, girls. It's okay."
Tina shook her head, "Well it's not exactly fair, is it?"
Rachel placed a hand on top of Kurt and Mercedes' folded hands, "No, it's not. Kurt, you know we're always here for you."
Kurt smiled, "Thanks, Rachel."
"Yeah, don't worry. You'll find a nice dolphin."
Everyone laughs at Brittany's comment and the conversation turned a new.
"Go have fun… and yes, too much fun is perfectly normal." Mercedes winked at the married couple.
Rachel laughs and brought Mercedes into a hug, "Thanks, Mercedes. For everything,"
"Of course; anything for my fellows gleeks."
And for the thousandth time, laughter brought out between all of the friends. Kurt had already said his goodbyes to his brother and Rachel, and was pushed to the side for the others to say goodbye. A smile formed on his face as he watched them; they were happy.
Everyone parted their ways and Kurt made his way home. Kurt opened the door to his house and immediately knew something was wrong. Some of the pictures on the wall were gone. Kurt turned the corner to notice a lot of things missing, but mostly the items that Tim had brought.
Kurt made his way to the bedroom. He felt tears sting his eyes as he looked around the half-empty room. Kurt shook his head. He went back into the living room and sat down on the couch.
The music of Britney Spears came playing through the room, and he pulled out his phone. Wes Parker was blinking at him.
Kurt answered with a happy greeting, "Hello, Wes." Kurt quickly wiped the tears that were sliding down his cheeks.
"Hey, Kurt. How was the wedding?"
"It went nice. Rachel looked beautiful,"
"I'm glad." Kurt knew the sound in Wes' voice. He was hiding something; possibly ashamed.
"What's wrong?" he went straight to the point.
"I… didn't want to bother you with my problems earlier." Silence came through the phone.
"Wes?"
Kurt heard Wes inhale deeply, "My mother was diagnosed with cancer two weeks ago."
"What?" Kurt knew his voice was dripping with shock.
"Maybe now isn't a good time…"
"Don't be stupid. Is she going to be okay? How's she feeling?" Kurt's throat felt like it was closing in.
"Doctors think they might have caught it in time. There's a tumor in her left kidney and – thankfully – it hasn't spread through her body."
"Oh God, Wes…" Kurt shook his head, speechless.
"David's coming in tomorrow and we're going to take my mom out for lunch. So I should get her to bed. She's been really tired lately…"
"Right, of course." Kurt looked up to the ceiling, tears formed in his eyes.
"We'll talk later?"
"Defiantly," Kurt thought a moment, "And Wes?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't hesitate to call me if you need anything."
"Thank you, Kurt." Wes' voice changed pitch and Kurt knew he was close to tears. They exchanged their final goodbyes and Kurt put his phone on the armrest of the couch.
Kurt shook his head. He thought about calling David, but decided against it. He would call him later on in the week to talk about it.
Thinking about the past two weeks, Kurt realized he went through so much stress and heartbreak. He was trying to not let Tim run his emotions, but the fact that he didn't even get to say his farewell just bothers him.
Kurt's eyes shut tight as he moved from the sitting position into lying on the couch. He moved his phone from the armrest to the coffee table. His eyes blurred with tears and he didn't stop them, letting them flow down his face.
He didn't know Wes's mom well, but he knew she was a very good woman. Why were the good always punished?
"We're not gay, but we know quite a few who are."
Kurt pondered on the fact that the way things were going, was exactly why he didn't believe in God.
"Sometimes you have to stand up for what you believe. Don't let them get to you."
Standing up, Kurt went over to his iPod and looked for anything he could find. He ended up placing it on shuffle.
"The winner of this year's West-Central Sectionals is… New Directions!"
Kurt suddenly found the first song was Defying Gravity. He smiled at the familiar song.
"You better not tell anyone, Hummel. Or I. Will. Kill. You."
He shook his head at the song. He really should listen to the lyrics for himself. His eyes shut as he imagined what he would say to Wes next time he talked to him.
"I can't take it. I'm transferring after Valentine's Day."
A few other songs came on and Kurt was lost in his thoughts. He knew he had to get over this self-pity. He knew he had to move on. He knew he would have to face his life.
"Welcome to the Warblers, Kurt."
Kurt looked over at his phone that was ringing. Mercedes Jones. Kurt placed his phone down and felt his stomach turn into knots as the phone beeped his missed call ring.
"Kurt, you tried. No one is going to think any less of you if you transfer back after summer break. Your talent is too precious to be wasted in a uniform."
The voicemail ring echoed over Pokerface. Kurt shut his eyes tight and didn't bother moving.
"I think Kurt should have the solo for Nationals."
He felt back screening Mercedes' calls, but he couldn't pretend to be okay again that night.
"We are so proud of you two! High School Graduates!"
Kurt finally hit his highest point of exhaustion. His eyes shut one last time and slowly, but surely, his body relaxed.
"Please, oh please, be the wedding planner!"
"I want to ask you to be the best man."
With his body relaxed, his mind relaxed as well. Kurt's breathe evened out as his tears stopped coming. A faint smile planted on his lips as Defying Gravity popped up again. His thoughts went back to one last memory. One last life-changing memory.
"You try so fucking hard to be perfect – to be ideal. But to things that you'll never excel at. You are a nothing, Kurt. A big, fat nothing that doesn't know when to quit."
Tim was wrong. Tim was going to eat his words. Tim was going to regret ever letting Kurt go.
A/N: So, yes... Since this is truly AU I have changed some things, but other I kept because I think it would have happened anyway.
Just a bit of a spoiler; Kurt and Blaine meet next chapter ;]