A/N:- Hey guys, new chapter yay! I felt bad for leaving it on a cliff hanger last time so here's the new chapter! Now, onto the story...
Quickly he stumbled and tripped, hand on his chest, back the way he came. He got lost a few times, taking a turn too early or late in the maze like structure. When he rounded the corner, he was greeted by the scene of Kurt laid on the floor, in the recovery position, with Wes and David leaning over him checking to see if he was okay, whilst everyone else was either freaking out or trying to calm their freaking out friends or soul mate.
"What happened?" Blaine inquired, with frantic worry as he knelt next to the unconscious boy and stroked his hair.
"He was holding his head and muttering shut up over and over, he stood up and started pacing and then all of a sudden his eyes rolled into the back of this head and he was on the floor. He hit his head so we will have to take him to get checked for concussion when he wakes up. But none of us actually know what happened. " Wes explained.
"We could always ask at the hospital?" David suggested once his partner was finished.
"Yeah, okay, how are we going to get there?" Blaine rattled, clearly shaken by what had happened. Everyone looked at each other. Nick raised his hand, a habit from being on the Warblers.
"Yes, Nick?" Wes asked.
"Well, I'm assuming that these guys have cars so, we could all car pool to get there."
"Well we have a few cars but not all of us can drive. I can't Kurt drives me, Rachel, Sam and Mercedes to school everyday."
"Okay, hands up who has a car and can drive?" Puck, Santana and Mike "Okay then. You guys go get your cars started and try to fit as many people in as you possibly can." The three ran off their soul mates, Quinn, Brittany and Tina, going with them.
A few minutes later three cars pulled up front. Santana had a large, shiny, red 4x4, Mike had a sleek, black, Toyota pick-up truck and Puck pulled up in a large mini bus with the writing 'McKinley High' on the side. The warblers looked confused, was this really this guys car? They heard a groan behind them.
"Noah, did you really steal the school bus again?" Kurt mumbled, squinting at the cars through the open doors.
"Hey, Princess. You're awake. Time to get you to the hospital" Puck called from the drivers seat on the bus.
"No. No way."
"Why not?" Blaine asked.
"No. I am not going to a hospital. I'm fine." Kurt stood to try and prove his point, but immediately plummeted back towards the earth before being caught by his knight in preppy armor, who lifted him bridal style.
"See you can't even walk. You need to get checked out" the raven haired Warbler pointed out.
"I'm fine. I don't need to see a doctor" the weak boy argued.
"Yes you do. Maybe they can even shed some light on our situation" Kurt still looked unconvinced "Plus, I'll be with you the whole time" Blaine comforted.
"Fine. But you have to stay with me" the pale boy relented, too worn out to put up his usual stubborn fight.
"Every single step of the way, Sweetheart" Kurt rested his spinning head on Blaine's shoulder. "Did your friend seriously steal a bus?"
"Yep."
"Does he do it often?"
"Yep."
"Why?"
"He's Noah, the school bad-ass."
"Okay" He turned to look at everyone "Who's going in what?"
"We can go in Satan's car with her Britt, 'Cedes and Sam."
"Sue would kill me if I let anything happen to Porcelain"
"Finn, Rachel, Tina with Mike. The Warblers and Artie can go on the bus with Noah" He noticed the worried look on their faces "Don't worry he won't do anything. He's on probation and he doesn't want to go back to Juvie. Plus, he has Quinn with him so you will all be fine" still unsure they piled onto the bus a few helping Puck get Artie onto the bus. Everyone else got into the vehicles before Blaine sat himself in the back of Santana's 4x4 next to Mercedes and Sam, with Kurt still in his lap. As soon as everyone was seated all three vehicles started up, pulled out of the parking lot and headed for the hospital.
The ride to the hospital was full of music for all of them. Puck was playing Kerrang! over the bus speakers, Tina had control of Mike's stereo and was playing music from her I-pod and Blaine was singing to Kurt who had fallen into a deep slumber. They pulled up outside the hospital, parked and headed for the part of the hospital that dealt with anything to do with soul mates, the Ring unit. Blaine walked to the front desk with a still sleeping Kurt in his arms, everyone else trailing behind.
Wes walked up to the front desk to speak. Where a bleach blonde receptionist with big (fake) breasts that were shown off by her choice of attire (a hot pink low-cut blouse that was slightly too tight) and a face full of makeup was sat filing her long pink talon like nails.
"Hello, my friends soul mate needs to see a doctor" He said formally.
"Okay, what are their names? Pumpkin" she said sweetly in her southern accent, sticking her chest out more.
"Kurt and Blaine Hummel. Kurt is the one who needs to see a professional" Wes answered not noticing her flirty manor. But David and everyone else did. David moved further forward so he was stood directly behind the slightly shorter man and wrapped his arms around his waist, almost growling at the woman, Wes lent into his grip confused as to why he was being possessive all of a sudden.
"Okay, I have on the records that they haven't met yet, Sugar" she continued to flirt, flipping her hair not registering David in her tiny Barbie doll brain.
"Well, obviously, they have. They met and realised their bond today"
"Okay, but they will have to register it soon, Darlin"
"They will" Wes said curtly.
"Okay go sit in the waiting room. Someone will come see your friends in a bit, Honey"
"Thank you" Wes said going to walk away.
"Why don't you stay here and talk to me for a bit, Good lookin'" everyone winced as they saw the look of pure rage on David's face.
"Listen here you little slut. He is mine. Even if he wasn't he has better taste than to go with some fake Barbie wannabe. Keep away from him. Don't even look at him. People like you make me sick. Why don't you go find your own soul mate instead of trying to steal other people's. You are nothing more than a selfish, Pedophillic Penny whore" David spat. The receptionist just stood there doing a goldfish impression. Whilst the others stood there with wide eyes. David turned to look at his beloved and saw an expression that could only be described as pure desire.
Suddenly Wes launched himself at the African-American, smashing their lips together in a passionate kiss.
"A-hem" coughed, causing the couple to pull apart slightly.
"That was so hot" Wes said breathlessly, forehead leaning against the taller boys.
"Okay, then... That was... intense. Well, we better go to the waiting room now. Ya know, 'cause Kurt passed out?" Nick pointed out.
"Oh, yeah sorry. Lets go" David mumbled dragging Wes by the hand in the direction of the waiting room with everyone else following. They all went in and sat down nearly taking up all of the seats. Even with some people sitting on each others laps. They all sat in silence, the wait had begun.
A/N:- Awwww poor Kurtie. I feel bad for doing this :'( I will update ASAP. Love you guys. Please review as they make my day - K xx