A/N: I actually have no idea what to write here. Except for the fact that I still do not own Glee. Unfortunately, I do not own Riker Lynch, Chris Colfer, Curt Mega, Darren Criss or Telly Leung either. (Or any other recognizable thing. Except Lea, I do own Lea.)
Jeff walked over to Kurt's bed and sat down. "Rise and shine," he told the brunette who only glared at him. Jeff chuckled and looked at Kurt. "First period is in forty minutes. You should hurry." Kurt rolled his eyes and placed a hand over Jeff's mouth. "Shut up. It's for your own good." He jumped out of the bed and walked over to the closet to get his uniform before walking into the bathroom to change. Jeff waited happily for him to be ready. After Kurt had forgiven him he had been a bit overly enthusiastic, which led to a sleepless night for both of them.
Kurt walked through the door thirty minutes later, and Jeff walked over to him. "Let's go," Kurt said and winked at Jeff, but the blonde shook his head. "No," Jeff said. "Not until you've checked your blood sugar." He handed Kurt his glucometer. Kurt sighed and checked it, throwing away the waste. "8,7." He said, looking at Jeff. Kurt didn't eat; it would just make him fat. However, he had to (at least kind of) watch his blood sugar, so he had ended up drinking sugary drinks. That way, he wouldn't end up with a hypo everyday.
Jeff smiled at him. "You need help?" He asked Kurt, the other boy nodded and put his glucometer in his messenger bag and found his insulin pen and handed it to Jeff.
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Even at Dalton, there was one class Kurt didn't feel challenged in. French. He was fluent in the language, and of course they were even further behind McKinley.
Kurt sighed and looked at the blackboard. He knew all of the stuff they were going through, and that annoyed the hell out of him. The only thought that kept him from killing the teacher and students was that Warbler practice was the only class he had left that dat.
But the absolute worst part about the class was that he felt like shit. He couldn't move, he was dizzy and limp and he was sweating even though he was freezing. For some reason, he had been feeling a bit under the weather, lately, but this time it was so much worse. He raised his hand, using a lot of energy only by doing that. "Mr Ford? May I please go and get some water?" He asked the teacher, his voice barely heard.
Mr Ford was an old man from France with grey hair and glasses that made his eyes look really small. He sighed and nodded, writing him a hall pass. Kurt walked forward and accepted it before he walked towards the door. He was about to open the door when his knees gave out to him. He fell to the floor with a thud, hitting his head on the door.
Gasps were heard all over the room, confusion filling all of the students' heads. Thad and Joseph were the only one who knew that he had diabetes, and they hurried over to him. Mr Ford looked at Kurt. "What happened to him?" He asked just as Thad ran forward. "Someone has to get Jeff Sterling, the freshman." Joseph said, lifting Kurt up together with Thad. Some guy named Chris muttered that he would do it as Thad and Joseph laid him down on a table. Chris ran as fast as he could down the hall to find Jeff, walking back into the room with the blonde two minutes later. Kurt was still unconscious, and everybody was panicking.
Jeff's breath got caught in his throat when walked over to the table were Kurt was lying. He sat down on the table and lifted Kurt's head so that it could rest on his lap.
"Can someone get him a can of soda and some chocolate? I'll pay you later!" Jeff asked, trying to stay as calm as possible, freaking out on the inside. He shook Kurt gently, trying to wake him up. Kurt opened his eyes slowly, looking up at Jeff. Thad walked over to them.
"Joseph is buying something for him to eat and drink. Are you okay, Kurt?" He asked, looking at his friend with concerned eyes. Kurt shook his head and Jeff pointed to Kurt's messenger bag. Thad handed it to him, and Jeff found the glucometer. He checked Kurt's blood sugar and sighed. "1,3. Did you eat anything at lunch?" Jeff asked Kurt who shook his head once again.
"No," he admitted. Jeff felt like slapping him. "There's your mistake. Don't worry, Joseph will be here in a minute." The blonde said, both mad and relieved at the same time.
His whole class had been confused when Chris stormed inside, but Jeff got even more confused when Chris needed him. Chris had talked to his teacher and Jeff was told to collect his stuff and "follow Mr Christopher Abrams down to Mr Kurt Hummel". Once Jeff had heard the teacher mention Kurt, he had freaked out. Chris had tried to explain, and even though Jeff was 99% sure that it was 'just' a hypo, he was terrified that it was something else.
Joseph came storming through the door with a coke and a milk chocolate. He handed it to Jeff, who helped Kurt sit more straight. "Here, drink this, please." He told Kurt, but the couldn't get himself to move his arms, so Jeff opened the soda can and poured it down Kurt's throat.
After a couple of sips, he gave the chocolate to Kurt. Kurt was shaking like crazy, but he managed to eat parts of it. Jeff looked at Mr Ford, "Excuse me Mr Ford, but I can safely say that Kurt is not in shape to participate in this class. May I please be allowed to take Kurt with me to our room so that he can rest? I've already gotten permission from Ms Leony."
He asked him. Mr Ford sighed. "You are excused. I hope Kurt can rely on Mr Clearwater to give him notes from this class?" Mr Ford looked at Thad for the last part. Thad nodded, a bit frightened of Mr Ford. "Of course, Mr Ford."
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Once they were back in their room, Kurt had started to act more like himself. Making sure that Kurt would be okay, Jeff had carried him all the way from his classroom up to their own room. Thank God for elevators! He sat him down on his bed, walking over to his own. He looked over at his roommate, his eyes widening in concern when tears streamed down Kurt's cheeks. "Are you okay?" Jeff asked him, walking over to Kurt's bed again. He sat down next to him and embraced him in a hug as the older boy shook his head.
"No," he croaked, "It's so… Embarrassing! I had no control, at all." He admitted. After transferring schools, he had been absolutely terrified to show his vulnerable side. Jeff sighed and hugged him tightly, Kurt rested his head on his chest, and Jeff laid his head on top of his.
"It's okay," Jeff assured him, looking down. "You said it yourself, you had no control. It's not your fault." Kurt felt a bit guilty, because he knew that it kind of was. He should eat, but he just couldn't do it. He needed to look good, for Blaine. And he had been feeling a bit tired lately. Jeff looked at him. "And your levels have been really low lately, you should eat more," he told him.
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About an hour later they walked down for Warbler practice. Once they got inside, people hurried over to Kurt and asked him if he was okay. Kurt assured everyone that he was okay and hurried to sit down on a couch next to Joseph who sat next to Nick.
Jeff grumpily sat down next to Nick, not sure if they were friends or not anymore. Nick leaned over to say something to him, but Jeff turned away. He really wasn't in the mood for talking with him. It was quite weird, really. They had known each other since they were toddlers, and they had never fought before until then. Probably because Jeff never got mad at people, no matter what they did. Not unless they hurt his friends. Or his deepest feelings.
"Not now," Jeff snarled. Nick looked down; he didn't realize that Jeff took it that bad. "You've never been mad at me before," he told Jeff, still feeling guilty, but confused. "What have I done? I mean, I have been mad at you before, but I haven't had any reason really. You're always happy, and you care about everyone else. You're really the best best buddy you can have. I'm really sorry, Jeffie. I didn't want to hurt you." He said, talking straight from his heard. A sigh was heard from the blonde warbler, and Nick understood that it would be a lot easier to talk to him later.
The council took their places, and everyone silenced. David was the one to talk. "We have a number we want to try out, we will hand out sheet music, and do not complain. That won't get you anywhere." He said, giving a bunch of sheets to Thad. Thad looked at the sheets and gave one out to each of them. Kurt looked at his and rolled his eyes. 1st soprano. What a surprise. Everyone heard Blaine speak out.
"3rd soloist? Really?" People turned their heads around; everyone knew that 3rd soloist was the smallest solo part. Wes grinned to himself. "We need to showcase others as well, Blaine." He told him with an overly sweet voice. Kurt looked at Joseph. "What did you get?" He asked curiously. Joseph didn't answer him; he just sat there in shock before showing him the sheet he'd got.
"Wow, 1st soloist! I'm so happy for you!" Kurt exclaimed as he hugged Joseph. Both Nick and Jeff turned to look at Joseph. "Who's the 2nd soloist?" Jeff called out, and a guy named Fred raised his hand. Jeff shrugged, honestly feeling a bit disappointed. Fred had never ever auditioned, but he got a solo!
Wes looked at them, "Are everyone happy? If not, I don't want to hear it." He said with a smile. "Let's go through it, shall we? Oh, Sterling!"
Jeff's head snapped up, and he looked at Wes. "Yes?" He asked him. "We know you have worked on this, so would you mind showing us your choreography?" David asked, looking at the freshman. Jeff grinned and shook his head before rising up and going through it.
It's Time
JOSEPH
So this is what you meant
When you said that you were spent
And now it's time to build from the bottom of the pit
Right to the top
Don't hold back
Packing my bags and giving the academy a rain-check
JOSEPH AND FRED
I don't ever wanna let you down JOSEPH
I don't ever wanna leave this town
'Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night
It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am
FRED
So this is where you fell BLAINE AND FRED
And I am left to sell
The path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell
Right to the top
Don't look back
Turning to rags and giving the commodities a rain-check
I don't ever wanna let you down JOSEPH
I don't ever wanna leave this town
'Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night
It's time to begin, isn't it? It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am
BLAINE
This road never looked so lonely
This house doesn't burn down slowly
To ashes, to ashes
It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
FRED
I'm just the same as I was JOSEPH
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am
It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Don't you understand
ALL
That I'm never changing who I am
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After practice, Jeff walked over to Nick, clutching the bunch of papers they had got tight. They had got all of their songs for regionals, and Jeff was supposed to choreograph one of them.
"You wanted to say something?" Jeff asked dryly, the glare that the blonde warbler sent Nick was frightening. Nick sighed and scratched his head. "I'm sorry, Jeff. But I don't even know what I did! You have to tell me what I have done!" He cried out, frustrated about the fact that he had no idea what he had done.
No matter what he said, it didn't seem to affect Jeff the slightest. "Please, Jeff. Talk to me!" Nick couldn't stop the tears that were forming in his eyes, but Jeff didn't seem to care. The blonde was looking somewhere else, and Nick followed his gaze. His eyes widened in sudden realization.
"That's what it is!" Nick exclaimed, making Jeff turn around quickly. "You're in love with Kurt," Nick started, pausing slightly before continuing. "That's why you're so mad at me! Because I don't understand. But why didn't you tell me? You usually would, unless… you're in denial, aren't you?" Nick said, looking at Jeff. He knew that he was right. Jeff looked like he had seen a ghost, and Nick had never seen his best friend this vulnerable before.
Hesitantly, he put a hand on Jeff's shoulder. "You know I won't judge you, right?" He told him, his voice softened. Jeff looked at him, not daring to speak. Nick chuckled at the thought of Jeff being afraid of being judged. "Honestly, Jeff, I've always wondered about your sexuality." He confessed, and Jeff's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head.
"What?" Jeff asked in a small voice. "I'm sorry, Nick. I overreacted. You're still my best friend, and I could never replace you." He admitted, but Nick shook his head. Jeff looked at him with a puzzled look, why did he shake his head?
"No, you didn't overreact. You're obviously confused and insecure." The brunet said before pulling his friend into a hug. "I'm sorry," Jeff muttered into Nick's neck, a couple of tears rolling down his cheek. "It's all right, I just missed my brother," Nick said, rubbing Jeff's back. The blonde warbler had always been there for him when he had had his heart broken, and also when he had fallen in love. But Nick knew that this time they had to swap roles.
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Kurt didn't really notice that Jeff wasn't following him up to their room before he lied down on his bed. Usually, the blonde would sit their and go on and on about anything and everything. He looked around the empty room and sighed, it was both weird and nice that it was this quiet. He decided to use the empty room to his advantage and walked into the bathroom. The person he could see in the mirror wasn't him. It couldn't be him! Nothing about him reminded him of what he looked like.
Kurt grimaced at the sight; he was still too fat. The thought grossed him out, and he walked over to the toilet. The heart wrenching sound of someone throwing up could be heard, and Kurt had tears forming in his eyes. No matter how much he did that, he didn't get used to it. He didn't really think about his actions before he walked over to the stack of towels and found the razor blade. Even a robot would have shown more emotions and had more control than Kurt did, but Kurt had no idea however.
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Jeff walked into their room, lying down on his own bed. He had hoped that Nick didn't find out, but of course he did. When Nick told him what he feared, he felt like someone had ripped out his heart and stepped on it, it was the worst feeling he had ever felt. But how on earth had Nick figured out that he was gay - bi? - before Jeff himself?
He was deep involved in his own thoughts when someone suddenly knocked on the door. Jeff rolled his eyes and walked over to open it. He had honestly expected it to be Nick or Wes, but it wasn't. Outside was Blaine, tears rolling down his cheek.
"Kurt," Jeff called. "It's for you. It's Blaine." Blaine stepped inside and Jeff lied down on his bed, plugging in his earphones to listen to music. He honestly didn't want to listen to this.
Kurt walked out from the bathroom and saw Blaine standing right in front of the door. He could see that Blaine was crying and rushed over to him to give him a hug. "What happened?" He asked him, hugging him tightly. He cared a lot about the guy, and he was still in love with him.
Blaine just cried even more, and Kurt rubbed his back. "It-It's Jonathan," Blaine finally admitted. "He-he-he cheated on me!" He cried into Kurt's neck, and Kurt tried to soothe him.
"Then Jonathan is an idiot. You deserve better than him… you know that, right?" He told Blaine, who looked up at him with a small smile. "Really?" He asked, and Kurt nodded. "Really. You are an amazing person, Blaine. You're the best singer we have, you're caring and you're a great friend." He told the younger boy. Blaine smiled slightly.
"Thanks," He said. "I'm really happy that you're my best friend, Kurt." "You too," Kurt said, kind of happy that Jonathan and Blaine finally had broken up. "Thanks for your support, Kurt. But I really have to go," Blaine let go of Kurt and walked towards the door. "Bye, Blaine," Kurt said looking at Blaine.
When the door was shut he ran over to Jeff's bed and jumped up on it with a huge grin. Jeff looked up at him and took off his earphones, "Well, you're happier than I've seen in a long time," he joked, but Kurt nodded. "Yes I am. Blaine and Jonathan broke up! Maybe I finally have a shot on him! Because it would have been very weird if I was the first person he told it to if he doesn't feel anything for me…" He rambled, his grin never leaving his face.
Jeff looked up at him. He was happy for Kurt, but his own heart sunk down in his stomach. Of course Kurt would still be in love with Blaine. And this time, Blaine would probably actually see what a great person Kurt was. "That's great, Kurt," he said with a forced grin. "Just don't replace me," he joked. But he was honestly a little scared about the fact that his fear might come true.
"Why on earth would I do that? You're still my best friend. At least, except Mercedes. Who by the way has completely forgotten about me. She ignores my texts and she doesn't answer my phone calls." Kurt said, his grin turning into a frown. "So, that means you are my best friend after all!" He exclaimed happily. Jeff laughed dryly. Of course he had to be friendzoned!
"You're one of mine too." He said feeling completely devastated. Kurt looked at him, utterly confused as to why he lacked the usual gleam in his eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Jeff nodded grimly and unconvincingly. "I don't believe you," Kurt said, not used to the sight of a sad Jeff. "Well, I am okay." Jeff said, sounding even less convincing. Kurt sighed heavily. "Great for you." He said sarcastically, "Well, if you're not going to tell me what it is, I'm not going to bother you." With that he walked over to his own bed to take a nap.
Once Kurt had fallen asleep Jeff finally let the tears go. He didn't know that heartbreak was supposed to be that bad. He sat on his bed thinking before he walked out of their room and down into one of the rooms by the common room. He sat down by the piano and started singing and playing.
Give your heart a break - Demi Lovato
JEFF
The day I first met you
You told me you'd never fall in love
But now that I get you
I know fear is what it really was
Now here we are,
So close yet so far.
Haven't I passed the test?
When will you realize,
Baby, I'm not like the rest?
Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah
On Sunday you went home alone
There were tears in your eyes
I called your cell phone, my love
But you did not reply
The world is ours. If we want it,
We can take it if you just take my hand.
There's no turning back now.
Baby, try to understand
Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to wait
So let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
There's just so much you can take
Give your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah
When your lips are on my lips
Then our hearts beat as one
But you slip out of my fingertips
Every time you run, whoa-oh-whoa-oh-oh
Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your heart a break
'Cause you've been hurt before
I can see it in your eyes
You try to smile it away, some things you can't disguise
Don't wanna break your heart
Baby, I can ease the ache, the ache
So let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
There's just so much you can take
Your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah
The day I first met you
You told me you'd never fall in love
Jeff turned around to see Nick standing in the doorway. Nick leaned against the door, his arms crossed. He could see the tearstains on Jeff's cheeks and he walked over to him. None of them said anything; Nick just embraced Jeff in a hug. "What happened?" He muttered into the blonde boy's neck. Jeff shook his head and sniffled. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't want you to see me crying."
"Well, you've seen me cry a thousand times. It was about time. But please, can you tell me what happened?" Nick let go of the other boy. Jeff wiped his tears. "Nothing really, it's quite stupid," he admitted with a dry chuckle. Nick shook his head. "Not if you're in love it's not," He told him, "Love itself is actually really stupid."
Jeff chuckled, this time a bit more sincere, "Well, Blaine and Jonathan broke up, and now Kurt uses me to talk about how much he loves Blaine and how he is certain that the two are going to end up together." He said, his voice quivering. Nick felt really bad for his best friend; he remembered how bad it was when he fell in love for the first time. It had to be even worse if you fall in love with a guy and didn't even know that you are gay. "Hey, that's not stupid at all. That hurts like hell, I've been there. And so has Kurt."
"I hate being friendzoned."
"I know."
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Jeff didn't even talk to Kurt for rest of the week. He just felt really depressed around him, and he hated it. He'd never been depressed before. He was usually happy, overly enthusiastic, hyper and all over the place really. It wasn't until Warbler practice on Monday that he even was in the same room as him since they woke up that morning. He stepped into the common room together with Nick, and saw Blaine running in.
"Emergency!" Blaine gasped, Kurt following him. Everybody turned around to look at them. "We just got to know that the judges want something new. It's time to get sexy!" He continued, and Kurt was blushing furiously before he spoke up himself.
"We ran into Coach Sylvester - the coach of the Cheerios - and she said that Mr Schue had given New Directions the lesson Sexy. Which they honestly need, have anyone seen Rachel Berry," he muttered the last part to himself, making everyone chuckle. Wes looked at Blaine like he was mad until he nodded. "Okay, fine. Kurt, Blaine, you'll get the leads. We're going to sing Animals."
Jeff paled. Of course. Did they try to make him more depressed or something?
A dude named Aaron raised his hand. "We need something else! Like, why don't we invite the girls from Crawford?" After a small discussion, they all agreed to do it.
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Once the meeting was done, Wes walked over to Jeff. "Are you okay?" He asked the boy. He knew he wasn't the only one that had noticed the change in Jeff's personality, but he knew that someone had to talk to him.
Jeff nodded, "Why shouldn't I be?" He said and walked away, leaving Wes behind. The Asian sighed and dragged his hand through his hair. He had to find Nick.
It didn't take long for Wes to find Nick, but he provided him with so little information that it didn't help. He just told him that Jeff was 'confused', and that wasn't enough. Wes hated to see 'his boys' sad. Especially Jeff right now, as he was completely devastated. He was actually quite fond of the blonde, and he was pretty sure that no one had seen the blonde this sad - or sad at all actually - before.
The thought that he had absolutely no idea as to what caused Jeff to be like that kept him up the whole night. Wes hated the fact that he didn't have any control over this.
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On Thursday, they were ready to perform for the girls at Crawford. Blaine and Kurt's solos were breath taking, and they had rehearsed choreography. However, as Jeff was depressed he didn't help, which made it a little sloppy.
Everyone had noticed Jeff's mood by then, and everyone was confused as to why he didn't tackle them with hugs anymore. Their happy-go-lucky warbler suddenly wasn't so happy anymore. But Wes was the one who noticed it the most; Jeff didn't even try anymore. He didn't want the solos, and he was sloppy when he danced. This simply wasn't the Jeff they all knew and loved. Trying to find the problem, Wes had decided to hang out more with the two younger boys.
When the girls walked in the boys took their places at the sideline. They had all agreed that Blaine should be the one to talk - well, at least Blaine had agreed with himself, no one really cared - and he took place in front of the girls. Once he opened his mouth, Jeff already felt like slapping him.
"I would like to welcome the ladies of our sister school, Crawford Country day." He started, looking pretty suggestively at some of the girls. Jeff rolled his eyes; of course he would lead them on. Just like he did with Kurt. "As you know, the Warblers are competing in our show choir's regionals competition next week."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, get to the point!" Jeff thought, already annoyed with his voice. But the girls giggled and smiled, all of them trying to catch Blaine's attention. Blaine ignored them and continued.
"So, what we're going for here today, ladies, is something a little… a little sexy." Once he had said the word sexy, all of the girls looked like they were going to pass out. Jeff sniggered at the thought. Blaine, who's gay, is making girls want to pass out.
Blaine spoke up again. "But we need your input. Are we scream worthy? Do we make your knees turn to jelly? So, without further ado, hang on to your bobby socks, girls. 'Cause we're about to rock your world." The boys started singing, and they walked out with their show faces.
Animals
BLAINE Oh, oh, I want some more Oh, oh, I want some more Oh, oh, I want some more Here we go again (Oh oh) Oh, oh, I want some more
Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisfiedKURT
Here we go again
We're sick like animals, we play pretend
You're just a cannibal
And I'm afraid I won't get out alive
No I won't sleep tonight
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight
Here we are again
I feel the chemicals kickin' in
It's gettin' heavy and I wanna run and hide
I wanna run and hideKURT
I do it every time
You're killin' me now
Blaine & Kurt
And I won't be denied by you
The animal inside of you
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight
Hush, hush, the world is quiet
Hush, hush, we both can't fight it
It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?
Woah, I won't sleep tonight
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin'
Here we go again (Oh oh)
Here we go again (Oh oh)
Say goodbye to my heart tonight
Oh, oh, what are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight
After the song, a couple of girls went over to Blaine with their numbers. He smirked but smiled politely at the girls. "Sweet, but not on your team." He admitted, walking over to Kurt. "Are you okay?" Blaine asked him. "You kept making those weird faces the whole song." Kurt looked up at him in confusion. "Those weren't weird faces. Those were my sexy faces." He told him, a bit unsure as to what Blaine meant.
Blaine raised his eyebrows. "It just looked like you were having gas pains or something." He grimaced, and Kurt glared at him. "Great. How are we supposed to get up on the stage at regionals and sell sexy to the judges when I have as much sex appeal and knowledge as a baby penguin?" Kurt nearly growled, both insecure and angry at the same time. Blaine smiled at him. "We'll figure something out." He said, and Kurt looked up at him with the same glare.
He took his bag and walked out of there, a bit hurt. He walked past Nick, Jeff and Wes, his eyes cloudy. Wes grabbed his arm. "Kurt, are you okay?" Kurt turned around. "Yes. And no, I did not make weird faces. I tried to be sexy!" he exclaimed, Wes backed up in surprise. "Who told you that?" He asked carefully, and Kurt's look softened.
"Blaine. He doesn't think I'm sexy. Like, at all." He said, looking at the three boys. Jeff looked down, not wanting to look Kurt in the eyes. He thought he was sexy, why couldn't Kurt just understand that? Nick hesitantly put a hand on his best friend's shoulder, sighing relieved when Jeff just looked up at him with a sad expression. Wes looked at Kurt.
"Well, you are." He said. Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you straight?" Wes laughed. "Yeah, sure. As straight as a circle! It's just that people don't believe me; because Blaine keeps telling everybody I have a girlfriend. I told him that I was dating someone, and he just drew the conclusion that it had to be a girl. We broke up, though. I actually think you know him." He admitted. Jeff glared at Wes. He would hate him if he stole Kurt from him as well.
Kurt smirked, "Really? Who?" Wes blushed furiously, a bit embarrassed that he used to date him. "Jesse," he said, and Kurt gasped. "St. James? Please tell me that you did not date Jesse St. James." He pleaded, but Wes nodded.
"I did. I also heard that he cheated on me with the girl from your old Glee club - but I only heard that after we broke up." Wes said, looking down. Kurt looked sceptical, but it would make sense though. "For how long were you together?" He asked him, and Wes shrugged. "About three years." He said, looking at Kurt.
Kurt's eyes widened comically. "Wow, you and Jesse St. Sucks. Who would've thought that?" he said. "But I need to go and continue being a baby penguin. Bye!" Kurt walked away from the three guys, rolling his eyes as he said the last sentence.
Wes turned around to see Nick staring at him and Jeff looking at the ground. "Why so surprised, Nicky?" He joked, winking at the younger boy. Nick just shook his head and gaped at him. "No reason," then he handed Jeff a fifty dollar bill. Jeff smiled slightly and Wes glared at them.
"Did you two seriously bet if I was gay or not?" He asked, and Nick shrugged. "Yup. We actually bet on all the Warblers. It seems like Jeff has a perfect gaydar!" he chirped happily. Wes smirked, "So that's what it is! But I have to go, you guys. Take care of yourselves!" The Asian took off, and both Jeff and Nick stared at him before turning to each other. What the hell had just happened?
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Kurt had agreed to let Blaine come to his house Friday afternoon, as he wanted to go home. Blaine had insisted that he was going to help him with his sexy faces.
They were sitting in front of a mirror, Kurt obviously frustrated. Blaine looked at him. "All right, so give me sensual, but don't make fun of it. Like, really try." He told Kurt. Kurt struggled and ended up grimacing into the mirror. Blaine looked like he was going to burst out laughing, but he managed not to. "Okay. Now give me sultry." He demanded, watching Kurt grimacing again. He couldn't keep it in anymore and let out a small chuckle.
"Um, Kurt. They're all sort of looking the same," he admitted, looking at the older boy. Kurt sighed heavily. "That's because the face I'm actually doing is 'uncomfortable'," he said, growing really frustrated. "This is pointless, Blaine." He told Blaine, who smiled at him. He rose up from his bed and continued talking.
"I don't know how to be sexy because I don't know the first thing about sex!" Kurt finally admitted with a blush. Blaine just kept smiling at him. "Kurt, you're blushing." He pointed out, as Kurt didn't know that beforehand. Kurt blushed even more.
"I've tried watching those movies," he started, Blaine finally looking a bit more understandable. He kept on talking. "But I just get horribly depressed, and I think about how they were all kids once and they all have mothers. And, God, what would their mothers think? And why would you get a tattoo there?" Kurt rambled on, feeling on the verge of crying. Blaine sighed and shifted position. "Well, then maybe we should have a conversation about it. I'll tell you what I know." He merely suggested. Kurt shook his head quickly.
"I don't- I don't want to know the graphic details." He exclaimed hurriedly. "I like romance." Kurt said, looking at Blaine who looked a bit more interested. "That's why I like Broadway musicals… because the touch of the fingertips is as sexy as it gets." Blaine sighed deeply, looking at his friend with concern.
"Kurt, you're gonna have to learn about it someday." He told him. "Well, not today." Kurt told him, tears filling his eyes. "I think I've learned quite enough for today, thank you. I think you should leave." Kurt got on the bit more defensive side, as he wasn't comfortable talking about this. But Blaine rose up from where he sat and walked out of their house, his concern for Kurt even deeper. He thought about going home, but then he made up his mind.
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Kurt changed clothes and walked down to the kitchen to make some food. He enjoyed being home once in a while, especially because of the kitchen. His dad put something down in front of him, and he looked at it.
"What are those?" He asked his father, not looking up. He knew what it was; he just didn't want it to be that. "Those are some pamphlets that I picked up from the free clinic." Burt said, looking at his son. Kurt finally looked up at him. "I thought it might help the process along because it is time you and I had 'the talk'."
"No, it's not." Kurt said, but Burt nodded. "Yes, it is. You told me to educate myself."
Kurt held in front of his ears and started singing; he did not want to do this.
"Hey, you think this is easy for me?" Burt tried saying, but Kurt just ignored him and continued singing. He grabbed him by the shoulders and kept talking. Kurt stopped singing and bit his lips.
"Okay, believe me, I want to do this even less than you do." He told him, leading him to a chair. "This is gonna suck for both for us, but we're gonna get through it together, and we will both be better men because of it." He said. Kurt looked at him and sat down, clearly not comfortable.
"Now, first, most of the, um… mechanics of what you're gonna be doing is covered in the pamphlets. Okay, so, I want you to read them, and then I want you to come talk to me about it. Deal?" He asked his son, who nodded sceptically. "Okay," he said, trying to get away.
"All right. Now- Hey, sit down. We're just getting started!" Burt said, and Kurt did as he was told.
"All right. For most guys, sex is just, you know- it's this thing we always want to do. You know, it's fun, it feels great… but we're not really thinking too much about, you know, how it makes us feel on the inside… or, you know, how the other person feels about it." Burt said. Kurt looked up at him. "Women are different?" He asked carefully, and Burt looked him in the eyes.
"Only because they get that it's about something more than just the physical. You know, when-when your intimate with somebody in that way you're exposing yourself. You know, you're never going to be more vulnerable, and that scares the hell out of a lot of guys. Believe me, I can't tell you how many buddies I've got who have gotten in way too deep with a girl who said she was cool with just hooking up."
"But that's not gonna happen to me, dad." Kurt tried. Burt shook his head.
"No, it's gonna be worse, okay? Because it's two guys! With two guys, you got two people who think that sex is just sex. It's going to be easier to come by and once you start doing this stuff, you're not gonna want to stop. You just- you got to know that it means something. You know, it's doing something to you, to your heart, to your self-esteem. Even though it feels like you're just having fun."
"So you're saying I shouldn't have sex." Kurt concluded, a bit sceptical to that.
"I think on your 30th birthday, it is a great gift to yourself. Kurt, when you're ready… I want you to be able to… do everything. But when you're ready, I want you to… use it as a way to connect to another person. Don't throw yourself around like you don't matter. 'Cause you matter, Kurt." He told Kurt, who was deep in his own thoughts before speaking up.
"Is that it?" He asked, his diva attitude back on to hide the fact that he was feeling very vulnerable. "That's it. For now. Can I make you some toast?" Burt asked him. Kurt grabbed the pamphlets. "I think I'll take it up to my room to eat, while I look over my new pamphlets." He said, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He smiled slightly at Burt. "Thank you, dad." "You're welcome." Burt said as he watched Kurt walk away. He sighed heavily, really relieved that it was over.
Next chapter: Love, heartbreak and tragedies await for The Warblers.