The day ended and it was time for me to go home, but I didn't want to go just yet, has the rest of the group left I sat at the piano and just started to press some keys. Then the idea of pink brought a song to me, I started to play on the piano, pink, nobody knows. This is how I felt sometimes, nobody knew what I was like by myself, I mean sure you can put a hard face on at high school, pretend nothing bothers you, you're not scared. However the truth was I was scared, I was scared because I had no one to look after me, no one to love me, r for me to love them. As I belted out the last night a tear ran down my cheek, and I sat at the piano and stared at the keys not wanting to go back to my 'motel'. that when I heard someone move I looked up and Kurt was standing at the door.
"sorry, I forgot my note book," he said, I wiped the tear off my face quickly
"oh yeah sure, its by you're chair I think," I picked up my bag and went to walk out the door
"good song by the way, it was really emotional," my back was still facing him I turned my head towards him
"thanks, but please don't tell anyone about this kurt," I said
"I won't, you're a better singer than I thought thou,"
"thanks, ill see you tomorrow I guess, bye," I walked out the high school and got in my car, the tear were unstoppable I have been like this before but no one has ever seen me. I was about to drive off and Kurt knocked on my window, I wound it down.
"hi Zack, I just wanted to give you this," he passed me a note with a phone number on "its my number, I figured if you get upset or need someone to talk to, you could phone me, maybe?"
"yeah, its… thanks Kurt," I smiled, he smiled back and walked off, the drive home wasn't as long as usual the traffic was down quite a bit, but I could only spend about an hour watching tv then I had to go to work. My uniform was a dirt yellow with a chicken on it, it wasn't something I wore with pride.
Today was the day we had to show the rest of the glee club our p!nk songs, me and Finn had been rehearsing ours most of the week, I felt kind of guilty for doing you and you're hand because it would be aimed at Kurt. So we changed it to just like a pill, we kind of agreed that the pill would a be a reference to love since he was obsessed with Rachel, and I was some how infatuated with Kurt. After our performance ended everyone clapped most of the performance I was looking at Kurt. I didn't see why I should be able to like someone like him, and first it was just sexual but after he gave me his number it was something more that sexual. Everyone else's performances was really good, not as good as mine but still good. At the end of the class I stayed in my seat and waited to see if kurt did the same thing, we both starred at the wall in front of us.
"your performance was very good," Kurt broke the silence
"thanks," I said, he turned around and looked at me
"since I saw the softer side to you, I think we could work something out," I looked at him and saw his puppy eyes and his adorable mouth. I was still frustrated that I couldn't pull myself out of my fascination with him
"I would like that," I said, my heart pounded
"im not doing anything now, do you want to go out somewhere?"
"sure, where would you want to go?" I asked
"there is this really good chicken place-"
"I hate chicken," I interrupted, I didn't really but he was on about my work place "erm, why don't I take you to the small restaurant down the road its supposed to be nice, I mean I heard its nice
"I would like that very much," he smiled, his smile made me smile, I felt like a child.
We both got in my car and drove to the restaurant it was called sizzlers, most of the food was steak and that wouldn't be good for my body. However I was on a date, or well I considered it as a date, so I had a steak.
"so how come you came to America?" Kurt asked
"I came to find my mom,"
"really? Have you met her yet? Or found her?"
"I've found her and met her, she doesn't know im her son thou, I don't think im ready for that, I just wanted a mom, maybe I shouldn't of come to America. But I love America a lot more than England anyway," I said
"its weird, you don't have like the typical London accent," I giggled
"just because im from England doesn't mean in from London, I was brought up in a city out side Birmingham called Wolverhampton,"
"so if you don't know your mom who are you living with?"
"no one, I can fend for myself, its better that way," I said while I took a sip of lemonade
"but what about you're dad? How can you afford living by yourself?"
"ive never met my dad, I was told he died, and I work to get money,"
"sounds tuff,"
"it is but its something I have to do, and im okay with that," I said, I paid the bill for tonight since I was the one who liked him. I drove him back to high school so he could pick up his car, I pulled up outside.
"so, thanks for the great night Zack," he smiled
"its okay, thanks for coming," I looked at him and saw that smile I love, he looked into my eyes, and I looked into his blue crystal eyes, it was silent for a couple of seconds then I leaned closer to him, I put my hand on his head and he looked down, I put y finger on his chin and lifted his head up to look at me. We looked into each others eyes, I kissed his lips and closed my eyes, he leaned in more and I felt the pressure of out lips pushing together, I pulled away to look at him. He looked at me and smiled
"bye Zack," he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek and left the car. On the way home I felt feelings I had never felt before I could feel a change in my mind I could feel myself liking Kurt, I was only used to sexual attraction.
