A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long! I had like four pages written for ages and I've been stumped on what else to write! I hate these boring chapters... Gotta give me credit for a longer chapter though xD
Thank you to everyone who reads and who is patient! Love love love!
Disclaimer: I'm not Ryan Murphy.
Kurt's POV
I travelled down the hallway quickly which seemed to be pretty much vacant now, apart from a few people still standing by their lockers. I was pretty ecstatic about the little embrace I had just shared with Finn… okay, I'll admit it. I was truly ecstatic. He was so warm. I felt so, as cliché as it sounds, secure in his arms. If only I could repeat that glorious moment just one more time.
I pushed open the front door and immediately felt the cool air brush past my face. However the blissful moment didn't seem to last very long as I felt a strong tug on my bag and before I knew it I had been grabbed and dragged around the corner. I struggled to push free as I flailed my arms around as much as I could, my yells muffled into my kidnappers hand.
"Shut it, Hummel." A familiar yet sickening voice called, "Or we'll pound you right here, right now."
That particular statement managed to gain a few chuckles. I was released for a split second before getting violently pushed into the wall. I felt strong hands grip my side to spin me around to face a group of Jocks. Karofsky and Azimio were standing at the front, grinning with sadistic pleasure.
"W-What do you want this time?" I croaked. I was absolutely terrified. This wasn't their usual ambush - it was much worse. It was serious.
"What do YOU want?" Azimio boomed.
"I want nothing. You Neanderthals grabbed me so therefore I feel like it is your obligation to tell me."
"You really know how to push your luck, Hummel." Karofsky said rather snidely.
"Maybe we should show him just how lucky he is when we knock him down with our fists." Azimio looked at Karofsky when he said this and they both shared what looked like a small nod…
Finn's POV
Sharing a hug with Kurt was like taking drugs. I mean, it feels like all of your problems are gone when actually they're still there. I was still tingling from his warmth when I entered the bathroom. Or was it cause I needed to pee?
As I stood in front of the urinal, I noticed a drawing on the wall. Well actually the first thing I noticed was that word again… Fag. But as I looked closely I noticed the drawing. I expected it to be Kurt but it wasn't. In fact, it was me. Me. I'm not a fucking fag. I didn't have a problem with gays but to have people think I was one? Where'd they even get that idea fr-
"STOP SQUIRMING, LADY."
"YOU'RE RUINING MY BAG YOU IDIOTIC CAVEMAN."
Idiotic caveman? What an insult. What a second… I only know one person who would use an insult like that. I was glad to be tall sometimes because I could easily see out of the small bathroom window. I saw Kurt being grabbed by some Jocks. At least I think they were Jocks… actually who fucking cares, I should like protect him or something! I ran out of the door as fast as I could, praying he's okay. I felt the anger bubble rising up inside of me again and I was running faster than I had ever run in my entire life.
As I rounded the corner I heard a crash and I guessed it was Kurt's very expensive bag. I also heard an ear-splitting shout. I continued to run until Kurt and the attacking group came into view.
"Hey, back off!" I yelled.
Azimio turned on me,
"Oh look it's Fairy Hudson! Come to protect your Homo, eh?"
I charged right up to Azimio's face and stared angrily into his eyes.
"I said back off, Azimio." I growled.
"Ooh, so Hummel is your little fuck-buddy then? Didn't know you swung that way." Karofsky's grin was enough to send me over the edge. I didn't even realise my fist had flew out until I felt the horrible pain in my knuckles. Horrible was a poor word for it… but I couldn't think of a better one.
"FINN!" Kurt grabbed onto my arm, "Are you insane?"
I didn't pay any attention to him, I watched as Karofsky straightened up wiping his bloody lip with the sleeve of his football jacket.
"What the hell, Hudson? We're your guys, we're on your team. Stop switching to Homo-explosion every fricking time something goes down!"
"Yeah, the guys who never once stood up for me. Kurt's been there for me way more than any of you have… so in return, I protect him."
"Fag…" came a small voice from one of the Jocks in the crowd. I felt Kurt flinch very slightly.
"You what?" I called out to whoever it was that said it. I got no reply, "Yeah, I thought so."
"Well Hudson, this has been fun. Hell, it's been better than fun." Azimio smirked as he directed a glare at Kurt, "But you can't stop my fist all the time." He shoved past Kurt and the others followed quickly.
"See you tomorrow, Homo." Karofsky added as he walked past. He didn't seem to be talking to Kurt only, it felt like he meant me as well. Were they the ones that drew me on the bathroom walls with "Fag" next to it? It wouldn't surprise me.
As soon as I was sure they were gone, I turned to Kurt.
"You okay, Kurt?" I asked, concerned.
He bent down to pick up his bag and then flipped it over his shoulders before carefully re-adjusting the strap.
"I'm… alright. I think. Just a bit shocked… and worried." He mumbled as he began to rotate his bag strap even more.
"Don't be. I'm here, dude and I always will be." I clasped a firm hand on a shoulder, squeezed it and then watched as a small smile made its way onto his face.
"Thanks, Finn. Anyway I better get home, I promised my dad I'd cook dinner tonight. Hopefully my meals will be a lot more satisfying than microwave chips and burgers." He chuckled nervously, "Au revoir." He walked away, smiling. I felt like I had done something right for once.
And it felt so good.
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Kurt's POV
I sat at the dinner table poking my meal. I decided to make a mixed fish platter with sautéed vegetables and a side dish of potato salad. It was quite casual but I really didn't fancy anything too elegant.
"Kurt, you alright?" My dad asked, as he set down his knife and fork down to pick up his glass of water. He wrinkled his nose before gulping some down.
"I'm fine." I lied, chewing thoroughly on a piece of shrimp.
"You've hardly touched your meal. Is it not, as you said, satisfactory?" He gave me a cocky grin.
"It's delicious." I chuckled, "It's just… Glee has quite a tough assignment this week. Songs with 'Hello' in it. I'm just having trouble thinking of a song. I keep getting distracted."
"Oh well, don't stress yourself too much, alright? Just a song." He grumbled as he set his glass down.
"I'll try not to, dad." I then started to make more of an effort to actually consume my meal. I hated lying to my dad but I didn't want to worry him. Karofsky and Azimio were starting to get to me, there was no doubt about it. Their words, their threats, their attacks… it was getting to be too much. But whenever something happens, Finn arrives to help. It's strange. He really is my knight in shining armour. Everytime he comes to my aid I fall in love with him even more. He was just so-
Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity,
And you can't pull me down,
My ring tone echoed loudly around the kitchen. I dragged my iPhone out of my pocket and stared at the caller - Finn. Why was he calling me? Rachel troubles?
"You actually gonna answer that thing or just stare at it? I didn't buy it so you could just admire it."
"Well you bought it to stop me from wearing night gowns to bed."
"Because they look weird on you!"
"But they're comfortable and they keep me cool. Anyway I better take this." I pressed the accept button and pounced out of my chair, "Hello." I chimed as I entered the living room.
"Hey Kurt. I was just calling to see… if well… you were alright. I mean, I wouldn't be if that was me getting harassed."
"I'm fine, Finn. Seriously, don't worry about it. Besides it's not like they have never been cruel to me before-"
"But they've never been THAT cruel!" Finn interrupted, his voice raising slightly, "Don't go through this by yourself, dude. That's why people have friends. To help them when they need help, to support them when they need support. You've always been there for me so I wanna be there for you."
I couldn't help but smile slightly,
"Thank you. I'm going now… to have a shower, watch a movie and sleep. See you tomorrow."
"Alright… bye…" He grumbled.
I pressed the end call button and said good night to my dad before running downstairs into my bedroom. I then grabbed my moisturiser and charged into the bathroom to take a shower. I quickly undressed myself, placing my clothes in a neat pile on the side, and stood in the shower as the hot water ran across my body. I let my mind wander… did Finn care about me? Sure, as just a friend but he really genuinely cared and it made me so happy to hear those words. I know I would have been happy it was Mercedes or Artie who had said it but there something about Finn being the one to say it that made my heart flutter. I really did love him. Again even more. If that's even possible.
After showering and moisturising I re-entered my bedroom and clambered into bed. I shut off the light and let my thoughts wander to Finn. I couldn't help but smile as I slipped off into dreamland.
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Finn's POV
It had been playing on my mind all night - whether or not I should break up with Rachel. I mean, she's awesome and hot and stuff but… she's really… embarrassing and not really suitable for me. I walked down the corridor slowly and quietly, acting as if Rachel would be able to hear my steps above the noise of the students.
I didn't even know what lesson she had! And knowing her she'd probably want to arrive about half an hour early, I mean seriously she's so -
"FINN!" Rachel jumped in front of me. I almost fell backwards so I grabbed onto some random girl standing by her locker, who looked pissed off before scuttling away with a blush on her face. Rachel sent daggers towards her as the girl walked off.
"Jeez Rachel, why did you have to jump at me like that?"
"I apologise, Finn but I have some great ideas for the assignment for Glee club and I want you to help me decide seeing as we're going to be doing a duet and - "
"When did I agree to a duet?"
"Well I'm assuming you're going to agree, I mean you don't really have a choice."
"Um, yes, I do have a choice, Rachel. You don't control me." I snapped. Really, who did she think she was? I make my choices, that's why they're my choices.
"I didn't mean it like that - "
"I don't care. Actually I was planning on… well… you just made it easier."
"Made what easier?" She said through gritted teeth. Her eyebrows had curled upwards and she looked like she was both angry and upset.
"Rachel... I'm… I'm breaking up with you."
She wasn't saying anything.
"I'm sorry but I'm not happy and things aren't working out and I just… I don't feel right with you. I'm sorry."
She stood there for a few minutes, tears filling her eyes quickly.
"I hate you so much. You're an idiot!" She yelled before running past me, her hair hitting me in the face. I turned just as she was rounding the corner. I saw her shove past Kurt and Mercedes. They both looked around in the direction she had run before looking back at each other with a slightly concerned expression. They had carried on walking before coming to a halt when they saw me. They looked even more worried now, they had creases in their forehead and stuff.
"Finn, what happened?" Mercedes asked, sounding genuinely caring.
"Me and Rachel… broke up."
Kurt didn't say anything, he just stared at me. I stared back at him and it seemed like a lifetime before Mercedes spoke up again.
"Oh my god, boy! Are you alright?"
"I'm… fine actually. I was the one who broke up with her. Things just weren't working out and well she wasn't my… type."
This time Kurt spoke up.
"But you're clearly worried about how Rachel will take this." He smiled a little, "She's a diva like Mercedes and I. She'll be fine, Finn. Don't worry. Come on Mercedes, we're gonna be late."
And with that, they both continued their journey down the corridor.
Kurt was right. She'll be fine. I hope.
A/N: I feel like I rushed this… I don't know *shrugs* anyway it kind of dragged on and hopefully the next chapter will be more interesting. I haven't had much inspiration lately. This is why I need Glee season three! Oh well, I can't wait for the promo shoot on August 14th! That'll keep me going!
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