At about 5:30 in the morning, Kurt is waken up by the sound of woman voice yelling, waking him up from his dreams.
„Rise and shine sweetie!", voice is yelling and Kurt finally brings himself to open his eyes.
The woman from the lobby the previous night is standing above him, a bright smile on her face.
Well someone apparently had some sleep.
Kurt scowls at the feeling of tiredness in his whole body and closes his eyes again, but that makes the woman talk (yell) even louder.
„Your – erm – friend told me to wake you up at the half past five, which is about now", she smiles at him brightly and Kurt feels like throwing some heavy object at her. He reaches out for Sebastian in bed to lecture him about how big of a dick he is, but except he finds an empty space next to him, still warm where Sebastian slept.
He slowly sits up, still not being able to move too fast.
He blinks his eyes open a few times, saying: „Where is he?"
The woman smiles at him with her lips pressed in a tight line and then speaks: „Oh, he went for a walk outside this morning. Told me to wake you up and tell you that you two should meet at the parking lot at six."
Kurt immediately gets up from bed, pushing the covers off of himself, which makes the woman laugh silently to herself.
„Erm", he says while going around the room, frantically trying to find a shirt he left there last night, „thank you."
I know I put it somewhere near the bed, he thinks, but god he can't remember where.
Woman smiles at him tightly and, with a quiet 'no problem honey', exits the room.
Outside at exactly six a.m. Sebastian is standing, waiting for Kurt. He's leaned on the hood of the car, drinking water from the bottle and rocking his foor back and forth, occasionally humming some lyrics of some song under his breath.
About ten minutes later, comes Kurt, obviously ready to yell at Sebastian for half an hour, and then ignore him for the rest of the day.
„God Sebastian" , he starts, carrying his backpack with him, „Why the hell do we have to go this early? It's just stupid. Look! I didn't even dress acceptable, and don't even let me start on the hair!"
He's only dressed in blue worn out jeans and black tee – something he never wore outside of his own bedroom. But his bedroom is miles away from him now and he has to get used to people seeing him dressed like this.
Okay, maybe he feels vulnerable like this. Without all of these layers on his body, without his hair being perfectly coiffed, but he still likes to blame all of this on Sebastian.
The day is suprisingly cold for this time of the year. Gray clouds float above them, making the whole day seem tiring and sullen.
Kurt is still bitching at Sebastian, but Sebastian isn't paying any intention to him as he takes Kurt's bag, placing it at the back of his car. That, of course, doesn't make Kurt shut up, so he simply sits in the driver's seat and starts the engine, preparing himself for the long day.
A/N: So, that's about it for this chapter. I hope you like it, and please review. Even if you think it sucked.
So, next week I'm off to vacation in Croatia, and before that I'll probably post another chapter, which is going to be a lot different. It's gonna be kind of Sebastian's backstory, written from his point of view. There's no mention of Kurt or Lima or Paris or anything, it's just gonna be his slightliest possible backstory. There will be no dialogue, and it's kind of different writing style, so I hope you'll like it too.