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Chapter 3
My hands fumbled with the handle on my car before it swung open and I climbed, shaking, into the driver's seat. I let the silence grow for a moment, the pounding in my ears matching my erratic pulse, before a single sob escaped my lips. With blurred vision I leant forwards and rested my head against the steering wheel, trembling. Why? I thought why was it always me? I mean the trouble with Finn last year, then the ongoing Karofosky situation and now I have just blown the one chance Ihad been given, to make a genuine friend, outside of the McKinley high 'bubble'.
When my mum passed away, I was left fragile and scared of what other trauma's life could throw at me. My dad tried to convince me that lighting doesn't hit twice, but I didn't want to expose myself to the dangers of the big wide world. In doing this, I put myself in a bubble, not letting anyone in. Not letting myself out. Then I met the football team of McKinley high. They pushed me to the boundaries, and not even my measly little bubble could save me then.
A tap on the window, made me start from my reverie and my gaze flickered towards Blaine. His hair was now slightly unjust, as though his hand had been run through multiple times due to the stress of the day. His tie, now hung from around his neck with a large gap as if it had been dragged down. With a look of concern on his face, he gently raised his hand into the air, left it for a brief moment, then let it fall back down to his side.
I quickly tried to wipe away the tears from my face. If there is one thing I had learnt in school it was to never show weakness. As I went to roll down my window, Blaine unlatched the door and slid into the passenger side of the car.
The silence was defining as we both just sat, looking straight ahead, unwilling to make any eye contact. I took a few deep breaths, preparing myself for the worst. Unfortunately, Lima was full of prejudice adolescents who didn't mind saying it straight, always with the intention to hurt.
"Kurt I-" He paused, opening then closing his mouth, pondering where to go from there.
"Look Blaine just save it. I lied to you about being a student and I used my advantage to spy on you. Just like most of this town, you want to take revenge, but don't you think I've had enough for one day? Can't you just say that the guy who pushed into me saved you a job?" By this point the tears started to run again and my breathing had become irrational. You would think I would be used to all this, but somehow you just never do. The fear of another beating, following you everywhere you go.
Blaine just looked at me, head tilted to the side and eyes showing every emotion he was having trouble saying. The pity. The anger towards the world for making me this way. The rage towards the bullies that did this.
He raised his hand towards my face, and I waited for a sharp sting to penetrate my jaw. Instead I felt his smooth finger, gently drag across my skin, wiping away the tears. Wiping away the pain. I closed my eyes and leaned in towards his finger, allowing him access to my face. Wait. I don't know this guy. I have no idea on what his intentions could have been, when he first approached my car. With this in mind I quickly opened my eyes, and shimmied my body back towards the door the car, letting my head, drop away from his finger.
"I would never hurt you Kurt. When I saw that boy crash into you back there, I just—I just saw red I guess. Seeing someone hurt you like that, it made every bone in my body tense up in rage. After you ran away, I was afraid you were gone for good. That I'd scared you in some way. My heart ached at the prospect that I had done that to you. When I came out here, to see you in your car, my mind just went blank. I had to come and see that you were ok." His face had softened as he tried to blink back tears that I could clearly see forming in his eyes.
"So you didn't come out here to beat me up for spying on you?" I asked with slight hesitation. It's one thing to say something, but then it another thing to mean it.
"Of course not. Kurt why would you think that? So you spied on us. Big whoop. What are you goanna do? Go back to your school to and report that you saw some totally awesome dancing?" A faint smile crossed my lips, before I let it drop, remembering the situation I was currently in. "Kurt, that's not me, that's not who I am. "
I slowly brought my face up, making us eye to eye. He was looking at me with such a vivid expression; no one had other looked at me like this before. He gently edged his face closer to mine, looking down at my lips, then back up to my eyes again. He stopped just in front of my face, giving me the chance to close the distance. Our lips were left, centimetres away from becoming one.
So I did it. I moved forward to 'complete the circuit'. Our eyes were both closed and our lips were gradually getting closer, almost touching.
Don't stop believing,
hold on to that feeling,
street lights, peopleeee
We both jumped back in astonishment, as my pocket started to vibrate with the unmistakable sound of journey. I stuffed my hand into the pocket, and dragged out the phone. Mercedes. Of course. I looked up and gave Blaine an apologetic smile before answering my phone.
"Yes cedes" I tried not to show my disappointment at her timing of the call as I greeted her.
"Hey Kurt, Puck said you went to Dolton to spy on the warblers and I got kinda worried. What are you doing, didn't interrupt anything did I?
I looked over to Blaine, whose face was now cherry red with embarrassment. My attempt not to giggle at the whole situation was weak to say the least, but I somehow managed to hide my eruption form Mercedes.
"No cedes, you didn't, I'm on my way back home now. I'll tell you all about it when I get back. Ok? Bye. "
I clasped my phone shut and laid it on the dash board, and then turned my body so I was facing back to Blaine again. He was sat with his head in his hands, rubbing his face.
"I guess I should get going before my town sends out a search party." As much as I hated the fact, I really had to get home. It would take my two hours and it was already 4pm.
"Erm Yer, sure, that's fine." He said lowering his head to focus on his on his fidgeting hands.
"Can- can I have your number Kurt? I mean I just want to check to make sure that you get home all right is all." I let out a small chuckle to how he rushed his last sentence as if nervous. Surly he wasn't nervous. I can't make him nervous.
"Well," Ehem "sure, if-if that's what you want." I seeked a piece of unwanted paper and scribbled my number down in haste to get home and tell Mercedes all about my momentous day.
"Ill text you in say, 2 hours? Just to make sure your ok?" he questioned, a hint of care evident in his voice.
"Yer, that-that sounds fine thank you" Now who was nervous?
We made eye contact for the last time before he exited the car and stood to the side, allowing me an entrance to drive off.
The ride home was fairly Quite. I spent most of it, reminiscing about this action packed day, although there was only one thing that I could remember so very clearly.
When I made it back to my familiar estate, I pulled in to the empty parking lot, before exiting my car, and making my way into the house. It was quite as usual. Thankfully Finn was at football, and dad and Carole had gone shopping, which gave me time to wash up my mess of a face, no questions asked. Since it was about 7 30 anyway, I decided to quickly jump in the shower, and the water devower my troubles.
I left my hair as it was, because it meant it would be easier to manipulate in the morning, but my face needed serious moisture time. So, there was another hour of my life, cleaned away by my vigorous facial routines. As my mum always said, it doesn't hurt to look amazing.
I was left, lying on my bed to scrutinise my new vogue magazine. My Dad having recently come home had rightly decided to 'leave me to my duties' as he described it. My bedside table started to vibrate, when I realised I had a new message.
Hey Kurt. Just wanted to see that you made it home alright after tonight. I'm sorry for everything that happened; I should have stopped that boy from pushing into you-B
Butterflies rose to the centre of my stomach. It was Blaine. Blaine had actually text me, and he wanted to know if I was ok! A smile started to invade my face as wrote back.
Hi Blaine, I got home fine thanks. It's ok, you didn't no he was goanna push me over, these things happen, I guess you just have to get used to it.-K
The next message took a few minutes to come and left me clutching onto my phone in anticipation of receiving the next text from him.
Glad to hear it :D No Kurt, I didn't know it was goanna happen, but that doesn't make it alright. You shouldn't have to get used to all this, it's not right. You should be living in excitement of what's to come from your life, not fearing everyday as if it's your last. I just wish I could have done something to help. How's your head btw? – B
Lifting a hand up to my forgotten head, where the early incident had taken place, I felt a nice big lump taking home there. Up until now I had forgotten about this, but now it started to send pain across my skull. Nothing that a few paracetamol wouldn't cure, I'm sure.
It may not be like that where you live Blaine, but in my town, there are thousands of people who would love to hurt me for who I am. That's just how it is. Well I have a lovely bit of memorabilia left from today, in the form of a lump Guess I won't be forgetting today any time soon. – K
For whom you are? And who might that be? Argh I bet you look cute with a little war mark on your head. Gives you a bit of edge -B
Cute? Gives me edge? Was this guy seriously flirting with me over text? I'd like to say I'm unimpressed, but the butterflies in my stomach had now risen and where apparently doing summer salts around my insides. Ok then Blaine. Too can play at this game.
Well, I guess if you stick around long enough you'll get to find out. Thanks but I already have edge :P I mean I don't like to brag but I'm pretty hardcore with the samari swords :d- k
Really? Well ill look forward to getting to know you then Kurt and I'm pretty scared now I know about the swords so ill be sure not to mess with you Right I'm off to bed now talk to you soon. –B
O yer, you should be. Ok then. Goodnight Blaine – K
Sweet dreams Kurt x- B
I chocked back a sob when I read his last text. A kiss. He put a kiss! That night I got to sleep straight away with the peaceful thoughts of one going through my head.
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