Okay, the song used is Last Kiss by Taylor Swift, I thought it very fitting here. It probably would help to listen to the song while you read this, but it really doesn't matter. I listened to it while writing it. Enjoy, this is the last chapter! Oh and notice the Finchel in this chapter... lessthanthree.
Finn looked up from his video game when he heard his brother run up the stairs and into his room.
He sighed. This was getting a bit repetitive. Finn walked slowly to the door and pressed his ear up to it. He immediately heard muffled cries and it sounded like things were being thrown around. He questioned what was happening.
Finn knocked. Silence from inside the room followed.
"Kurt?"
More silence.
"Kurt, I know you're in there."
He heard a click and the door knob turned. Kurt was standing in the doorway with very red eyes.
"Finn." Kurt glared at his brother.
"Look, I don't know what's going on, but please don't be mad at me." Finn rambled.
"I'm not mad at you." Kurt layered hate on his voice.
"I know what you're doing. Please don't." Finn mumbled.
"I have to. If I can't have Blaine here then I am leaving."
"Where will you go?" Finn sounded exasperated.
"The Dalton dorms, I know friends are allowed to spend the night occasionally and Blaine will let me stay in his room."
"For a few days! Then what?" Finn was shouting now.
"Then dad will have realized he was being too harsh and let me see Blaine again."
"OH Kurt you can't do this!"
"Try me"
"Well, mom and dad will never allow you to get away with this!"
"Who cares anymore really? Now leave, I need to pack." Kurt slammed the door before Finn could say another word.
Finn ran back to his room and shut the door behind him. He grabbed his cell and scrolled to the 'r's.
Ring
Ring
Ring
"Hello?"
"Rachel! I need your help!"
Suddenly Rachel felt worried.
"Finn? Is everything okay?"
"This is about Kurt. He's pissed off and he's going to try to run away to Blaine's dorm!"
"Oh no, but what can we do?" Rachel began to pace her room.
"You have Blaine's number and I don't! Call him! Tell him to convince Kurt to stay home!"
"Fine, fine. Hold on Finn." Rachel put him on speaker and found Blaine's number.
"Okay, I'll call him and then call you back. I love you." Rachel sighed into the phone.
"Thank you! Now let's stop my nut of a brother from running away." Rachel waited for an 'I love you too', but Finn hung up.
Rachel pressed call on Blaine's name. She chuckled at the heart she had put beside it so many moons ago.
"Hello? Rachel?" Blaine sounded confused; he thought Rachel had misdialed.
"Blaine! Thank Goodness!" Rachel sounded desperate.
"Is something wrong?"
"Yes! Finn frantically called me a few minutes ago. He said Kurt's trying to run away. He needed me, because I have your number, to call you and perhaps prevent a disaster at the Hummel-Hudson household!"
Blaine was shocked, but not so much concerned.
"Why would he want to run away? I mean, he will be ungrounded in a week."
Rachel gasped.
"He's grounded? Ohhh why? Is it because of you?"
"What? Maybe, but can you just let Finn call me?" Blaine sighed. Rachel WAS annoying.
"Fine." Rachel huffed before reciting Finn's number at Blaine.
"wait wait! Hold on, let me get some paper!"
Finally Blaine was able to hang up. He dialed Finn's number.
"Hello?" Finn figured this was Blaine.
"Hey Finn. What's up with Kurt?" Finn smiled at the loving way he said Kurt's name. Like he was worried about him.
"Blaine, uh he's trying to run away, like now, and he wants to go to your dorm!" Finn sputtered.
"Wait, why?"
"Oh, our dad, his dad, saw him with you at the Lima Bean and told him, uh, he isn't allowed to date you anymore, and he, uh freaked out and told me he would rather live at school then break up with, uh, you an-"
"Okay! Well, what do we do?" Blaine interrupted Finn's rambling.
"Call him! Make him change his mind! I think you're the only person he will listen too right now."
"Okay, see you dude." Blaine hung up.
Finn was still shocked at how Blaine broke the stereotype.
Blaine sighed and closed his eyes before dialing two and pressing his phone to his ear.
Kurt was packing lightly. Two pairs of jeans, two shirts, toiletries, brush, a scarf, the newest Vogue magazine, and all his school books should tide him over for two days.
Whilst he was trying to fit all his stuff into his school bag he heard the house phone ring.
Kurt ignored it; forgetting it was Blaine's only method of reaching him.
Finn walked into the hallway and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Finn! His phone was taken away! Tell him it's for him!"
"Fine. KURT PHONE'S FOR YOU!"
Kurt opened the door and reached for the phone. He smiled at the familiar number.
"Hey!" Kurt's voice came out a little squeaky.
"Kurt! Don't run away!" Blaine sounded frantic.
"Woah Blaine, calm down." Kurt was shocked at his boyfriend's urgency in his voice.
"No! Rachel told me everything! You can't do this!" Kurt frowned; Rachel?
"Blaine! Calm down! It's not like I'm walking out the door right now. I need to do this though. Unless you won't let me stay in your room, because then I'm sure Wes and Brandon will be more than happy to let me stay there."
Blaine was torn; he didn't want Kurt to run away, but good boyfriends wouldn't deny their boyfriend access to their dorms… right?
"I don't know… I just don't know Kurt." He ran his fingers through his hair.
"Blaine… I can't believe it, even you."
"I'm sorry Kurt."
"You know what? I'm sorry too. Bye Blaine." Kurt resisted the urge to throw his phone at the wall.
He grabbed his bag and stormed out the door; fully intent on leaving this place. Did anyone still love him?
He lingered at the door; listening to the chatter coming from the living room. A lone tear began to slide down his cheek.
He hurried through the rain and climbed into the driver's side of his dark car. He tossed his bag on the seat next to him and put his face in his hands.
I still remember the look on your face; bit through the darkness at one fifty-eight
Words that you whisper are just ours to know
You told me you loved me so why did you go?
I do recall now the smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement
I ran off the plane
That July ninth, the beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt
I can still feel your arms
Now I'll go; sit on the floor wearing your coat
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you'd miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end this
Like this
Your name forever the name on my lips
I do remember the swing of your hips;
The life of the party showing off again
And I roll my eyes and you pull me in again
Not much for dancing but
For you I did
Because I love the way you shake hands with my father
I love the way you walk with your hands in your pockets
How you kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something
There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions
And I'll go; sit on the floor wearing your coat
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you'd miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name forever the name on my lips
So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are
And I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day
And then something reminds you, you wish you had stayed
You can plan for a change in the weather in town
I know you planned on changing your mind
So I'll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes
All that I know is that I don't know
How to be something you'd miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name forever the name on my lips
Just like our last kiss
Forever the name on my lips
Forever the name on my lips
Just like our last
Kurt sobbed on the steering wheel after the situation had hit him. He needed to go somewhere; find someone who still wanted him. Someone who still needed him.
Through his tears he turned the key in the ignition.
The engine turned and stalled.
He tried again.
The same result.
Kurt sobbed harder and tried yet again.
With no change in the outcome Kurt gave up.
He opened the door and stepped into the rain. The pouring sky water drenched him down to his tee shirt under his hoodie, and his sneakers were soaked to his socks.
He was crying harder than ever; he didn't notice his dad standing on the porch.
He abandoned his bag in the car walked to the door.
His dad pulled him into a hug and held him in the storm.
Kurt sobbed into his shoulder and Burt held his son close to his chest. They stayed that way for a long time; whether two or ten minutes neither man knew.
"I'm so sorry" Kurt said through his tears
"I'm so sorry too" Burt felt tears in his eyes and his voice cracked slightly.
"I promise to never try to leave again."
"You didn't think I would let my own flesh and blood leave me, did you?" Burt chuckled through his tears.
Kurt smiled when he saw the metal part in his dad's hand.
"I love you so much" Kurt hugged his dad harder.
"I love you too bud. I'm sorry I overreacted. I was scared to let you go."
"I'm sorry too dad, I guess I thought you didn't think Blaine and I were serious enough, and I freaked out out a little." Kurt chuckled as he wiped tears from his eyes with his sleeve.
"I see now that you are, and I'm so proud of you Kurt."
They grasped hands and walked inside together. When they were out of the rain Kurt could see his dad's eyes.
"You weren't crying?" Kurt gasped in mock horror.
"You little bugger!" Burt laughed and attempted to mess up his son's sopping wet hair.
"NOT THE HAIR!" Kurt yelled playfully as he held his hands to his head; laughing when his dad managed to ruffle the top anyways.
The two Hummel men ended up doubled over laughing.
Carole reached over and grabbed Finn's hand; they were sitting in the kitchen with Finn doing homework and Carole cleaning up after supper and hearing the commotion from the main hallway warmed both their hearts.
Burt managed finally managed to control his laugher and handed a cell phone to Kurt. Kurt smiled thanks to his dad before talking it.
The hugged again before Burt cleared his throat.
"You might want to go fix this with Blaine." He smiled a sympathetic smile.
"Thanks dad." Kurt began to walk upstairs; already scrolling to Blaine's name.
The next day at six forty-five am, Blaine's car pulled into Kurt's driveway.
The two boys held hands while they drank coffee; and laughed together at Kurt's locker.
After school Blaine dropped off Kurt at his house and Kurt walked in on Carole laying out celery and peanut butter, and Finn already licking the peanut butter off a stick of celery.
That evening the four members of the Hudmel household watched Wheel of Fortune, and laughed when Burt questioned how the host's teeth were so white.
When he got out of the shower he saw a 'goodnight' text from Blaine that made him smile.
"Goodnight dad, mom, Finn!" Kurt yelled over the railing of the stairs.
Carole smiled and linked hands with her husband.
When Kurt pulled back his covers he saw a post-it.
I put the Certifier part back in. –Dad
Kurt smiled. His dad was once again proud of him, his stunning boyfriend still loved him, and now he car was fixed.
He fell back into bed and fell asleep with a smile on his face.
AN/ Well would you look at that, a happy ending. Completly made up the name for the car part; typed in something random and used what autocorrection changed it to. Thanks so much for reading! Review maybe? Who all's looking forward to September?
