A/N: Thanks guys! Special thanks to AdamPascalFan... you might notice you've influenced me a bit...
If I Had You
Chapter 4
Santana sat in the choir room, fuming, as she watched the rest of the Glee club file in. She wasn't in a hurry for Glee to start. She liked it okay… it was usually the best part of her day, but today she was too upset.
She really wanted to bitch slap someone.
And the bitch she wanted to slap was one, Kurt Hummel.
Usually, she had nothing against the gay kid… although there were way too many divas in Glee Club… but now he had gone too far; he was trying to steal her girl.
Santana watched as the pair entered the choir room arm-in-arm. She was really tired of that boy… although he was a boy, really, only in the literal sense. And that was the problem.
Boys had never been an issue with them before. Making out or even having sex with boys didn't change anything they had going on. This was different.
Hummel was different.
He was more like a girl, really.
And Brittany was now doing things with him… things that she used to do with Santana.
And it had to stop!
She just needed to do it in a way that wouldn't upset Brittany.
After all, she was doing it for her.
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Kurt tried to ignore the fact that Santana was staring at him. He was usually beneath her radar, and all the attention from her was making him nervous. Santana wasn't someone to mess with. He wasn't scared of her, but he didn't underestimate her either.
He was fairly sure at this point that Brittany had told the other Cheerio everything. But he needed to be certain.
The only way to really know was to ask Brittany. That was difficult, though, because Santana was always by her side.
It was after Glee Club that he saw his chance. Puck had cornered Santana, so he decided to broach the subject with Brittany.
"Hey, Britt," Kurt said putting his hand on her arm.
"Hey, Kurt." She smiled warmly at him.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she said.
He hesitated for a moment. "Have you told Santana anything?"
She looked confused. Already. This was not going to go well.
"About what?"
"About… you know…"
She still looked clueless, but maybe that was her default look.
"You know," he repeated. "About Matt being gay."
They had been slowly walking toward the door, but at his statement, she suddenly stopped.
"Matt's gay?" she asked in a loud whisper.
"Shhhh…" Kurt realized his mistake much too late.
"Oh, my God! Does he know?"
"Britt…"
"You should tell him, Kurt."
"Britt…" he said trying to remain calm. "You told me that he wanted to kiss…." But he couldn't even say it out loud. "… boys," he finished quietly.
She shrugged her shoulders as if to say… so?
"That means he's probably gay."
"I like to kiss boys," she said.
"But you're a girl, Brittany." Really it shouldn't be this hard.
"So… wait," she said obviously trying to figure it out in her head. "Matt likes kissing boys and that makes him gay… So you like kissing girls… does that make you straight? Oh my God, Kurt! You're straight? Can we make out?"
Really, why did it have to be this difficult?
"No, no, no, Britt!" he whispered harshly.
She pouted then, looking like she was going to cry, and he felt bad.
Kurt decided to try again.
"Britt… Can I ask you another question?"
"Not if you're going to yell at me," she said with a frown.
"I'm sorry, Britt."
"I don't like it when you yell."
"I won't yell, okay?" He hoped he could keep that promise. "Did you tell Santana anything about yesterday... when you were at my house?"
"No," she replied, "but I did show her."
Kurt hesitated. He wasn't sure he wanted to know… "You showed her?"
"Yeah." And the smile was back as she waved her hands in front of his face. "I showed her my nails."
He smiled back at her. It really was hard to be mad at her.
"Great, Britt," he said. He also realized he wasn't going to get anything more from her. "I have to go..."
"Wait, Kurt," she said, stopping him. "Do you think Matt's really gay?"
"Honestly, Britt, I don't know."
"Hey, there he is. Let's just ask him. Hey Matt," she yelled.
Kurt panicked, trying to get her to stop, but it was too late. The other boy was already walking toward them.
"Yeah?" Matt asked, looking at Brittany and then Kurt.
"Kurt and I wanted to ask you something."
"Actually, it was just Brittany," Kurt said quietly, "not me,"
She gave him a look but didn't disagree with his statement. She just smiled at Matt…
Kurt tried to figure out a way to stop her, but he couldn't come up with anything. His mind was in shock and no help to him at all. If there was just some way he could blend into the woodwork… but his outfit was just too fabulous for that to happen.
"Okay…" Matt said drawing the word out. "Kurt, are you okay?"
"Yes, fine," Kurt squeaked. He wasn't sure what had him more emotional… the fact that Matt said more than three words to him, the concern in the other boy's voice, or the fact that Kurt's life was now basically over.
Matt looked back at Brittany expectantly.
"Do you like girls or boys?" she asked cheerfully.
Matt seemed stunned as he glanced back at Kurt. Kurt looked away, trying not to blush.
"What?" Matt asked.
"Do you like to kiss girls?" Brittany said slowly as if she was talking to a child. Kurt thought she must have learned that from him.
"Yes," he said, clearly feeling better about that question.
"Do you like to kiss boys?" Again she talked slow so Matt could understand. Kurt couldn't even look at them. He wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or cry.
"I've never kissed a boy, Brittany."
"Oh… but do you want to…?" But she got no further.
"Can I talk to you for a minute, Britt?" Matt asked dragging her away from Kurt.
"Everyone's always asking me stuff…" she mumbled as she went with the other boy.
Kurt tried to look nonchalant. It wasn't like he was trying to listen but some of Matt's words … "remember"… and "secret" … reached his ears. He could clearly hear Brittany, probably because she was facing him.
"I remember now," she said sadly.
Although Kurt couldn't hear what Matt said next, Brittany looked up at him, and Kurt suddenly knew what his question was... Did you tell Kurt?
He shook his head at her, mouthing the word, "No".
"No," she mimicked… even adding the head shake.
Matt's body relaxed as he seemed to sigh in relief.
He turned back to look at Kurt, who was suddenly interested in the wall beside him.
"Bye, Kurt."
He looked up at the other boy in surprise.
"Bye, Matt," he said smiling. His heart was still pounding wildly as the other boy walked away.
Brittany came back over to him… dejected.
'I'm not a very good friend," she said sadly. "I told a secret…"
Kurt hugged her tightly. "You are a very good friend, Britt," he said with a smile.
"Really?" she asked, returning his grin.
"Yes, and don't let anyone tell you that you're not smart," he added. "Some of your ideas are pure genius."
She squealed happily as she gave him another hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks, Kurt."
Meanwhile, Santana had managed to disengage herself from Puck and was now glaring at the couple.
Oh, it was most definitely on!
Kurt Hummel was going down.
And now she knew just how to do it.
