I'm on a roll here. I mean seriously, when I can finish 4 chapters of a story in one weekend, you know I really don't want to do my homework. Yay for distractions!
So yeah, I have two tests, a paper and a book to read for this week, so don't expect another chapter for at least one more week. But yeah, I just really like having a creative release:P
Disclaimer: I do not own glee. But you already knew that.
Just when things are going great, I get hit by a bus.
No, not literally, but you know, life sucks. I mean really things could be worse, considering all the injustices in the world, but still, that doesn't make my pain and heartbreak any less real.
But yeah, just as Matt and I slowly start to drift apart, Kurt and I slowly start to inch closer together. I still saw Matt at football, glee, and we've retained our usual 'Saturday Night Video Game Fever', but every other night seems to be left to me and Kurt, even after he quit football. Whether it's a trip to the park or a simple chat on the phone, we talk a lot more than I ever did with Matt. I've heard that girls like having a gay friend to go shopping with or something, but I mean sometimes a guy just needs to talk about his feelings, and unlike my other guy friends, Kurt doesn't judge me. Whether they're about the little things, like homework, or big things, like our family lives, our conversations always leave me feeling better about myself.
At least, that's how things were before the Ballad Assignment.
At this point, everyone's kinda gotten used to the routine in glee club. Mr. Schue gives us an assignment, usually with an after-school special lesson behind it, we laugh, we cry, we group hug, and then Rachel and Finn belt it out while we sway in the background of a group number. Not that I don't mind, I mean, I just wanna dance. But Kurt and Mercedes are really starting to get annoyed by it.
Anyway, the assignment was for us to pick a name out of the hat and sing a ballad to that person. Of course, I get Tina, which isn't bad, I mean she has a beautiful voice, but it's not good either because she's still just as shy as I am when it comes to interacting with new people. So you can just imagine the scintillating conversations that Tina and I shared during this partnership (…"It's raining." "Cool."…). Oh yeah, my brain is on fire.
But Tina wasn't the giant bus speeding down a hill uncontrollably and about to hit me. That honorable title, my good friends, belongs to the ever present center of attention: Mr. Finn "Golden-boy" Hudson. *insert generic crowd booing sound here*
Don't get me wrong, Finn's a cool guy. He's a little dense, but hey, some people blame football for that. Personally, I have a theory that goes all the way out to global warming, but that's another story for another day.
My real problem came a few days later. I was leaving another partner session, which mostly consisted of Tina texting Mercedes and not saying a word to me. I passed Finn, who I was just about to wave to, in the hallway, but he walked off in such a huff that it seemed unfitting. Then, out of nowhere, Kurt appeared in front of me. I swear he has to have some Asian in him because his ninja appearing skills are so pro.
"Hey, 'sup Kurt?"
He looked at me for a second with that doe-eyed Bambi look of his again. He shook his head and snapped out of it though. "Huh, what? Oh, hello Mikey."
I've seen this look before. Heck, I've had that look before. That dazed and delusional look in his eye meant one of two things: he got hit by a dumpster this morning (which was impossible, because I saved him from this morning's dumpster dive) or he's got something on his mind. This time though, I'm kinda scared to ask what about.
Regardless of my trepidation, I ask again. "Dude, Hummel, are you okay?" I snapped my fingers for good measure.
His eyes flickered back and answered kinda frazzled. "Y-yes, I'm fine. Couldn't be better. Why do you ask?"
I stole his signature 'raise one eyebrow and look skeptical' face, and he caved.
"Okay fine, I'll tell you. But not here."
He lead me to the auditorium, which for some reason seemed to be our usual lunch spot, and started to dish.
"Okay so I'll just come out and say it. I have a huge crush on Finn."
SCREECH- CRASH! (In case you were wondering, that was the sound of a bus ramming into me and sending me flying)
"…Really?"
"I mean, I don't know why I find his stupidity charming. I mean he cheats off a girl who thinks the square root of 4 is rainbows. He was my knight in shining armor. My feelings lingered stronger as we bonded over Glee, then football, then skincare."
That last one made me do a double take, but as Kurt kept talking, I kept getting a twinge in my stomach. I dunno, I just really didn't feel like eating, and I just felt really, REALLY uncomfortable. I tried to listen to Kurt, I really did. I just couldn't focus.
"I don't know. What do you think I should do?"
I was still staring off into space when he said that, so I sat up. "Huh, what?"
Kurt rolled his eyes."Did you get lost in your contemplation of the contents of your sandwich again?" He lightly bonked my forehead. "Finn, Mikey, what should I do about Finn?"
"Oh, Finn… Right… Um…" I looked down, puzzled. I don't know why Kurt was asking me. I've never really been in a relationship, and Kurt knows that, so giving advice to another guy about a gay relationship really wasn't my specialty either.
Kurt noticed my puzzlement. "I'm sorry. This must be kind of awkward. I just realized that this really is the first time we talked about something like this-"
"Oh no, it's okay. Um, well, you guys are ballad partners, right? So take advantage of that. Have him sing just sing about his feelings. Or just do what you do with me: listen and offer some support. I mean your advice has been mostly good so far-"
"Excuse me, mostly?"
"Well your advice on how to get Tina to be a more interesting duet partner didn't work at all. She still spends the whole time glued to her phone and talking to Mercedes."
"Well maybe you just don't have anything interesting to say," he mused with a tone of playfulness in his voice.
"Or maybe you're just losing your touch. I have noticed that your style has been taking a bit of a dip lately."
His jaw dropped like an anchor. "Oh don't get snippy with me mister. Do you realize how much dirt I've learned about you over the past few weeks?"
"Do you realize how much dirt you just revealed to me just now?"
He froze and looked at me worriedly. I tried to look as serious as possible with that one-raised-eyebrow look again.
"You wouldn't."
"Try me, doll face."
Still looking very apprehensive, he chuckled a bit. "Wow. It's amazing how much we're rubbing off on each other. You're slowly becoming more outgoing and I'm-"
"-losing your head?"
He glared daggers at me again. "-becoming more shy." He pushed my head again, and we continued on with our lunch. When the bell rang, we gathered our stuff and headed for the door.
"Be honest. Do you really think I have a chance with Finn Hudson?"
That feeling in my stomach came back, and on a full stomach, that meant I risked blowing chunks. Still I hid my discomfort and answered honestly: "With your determination, you can do anything you set your mind to."
"Thanks. I can always count on you, Mikey."
I smiled. "Yeah, well, Lean on Me"
With that, Kurt was beaming and trotted out of the auditorium with a spring in his step. I meant what I said; he could do anything he wanted to. I just didn't have the heart to warn him about the looming threats of Rachel, and especially Quinn. I walked at a slower pace behind him contemplating the feeling in the pit of my gut. Maybe that was really bad ham or something. I should have checked the expiration date on that meat packaging. Really that was the only viable other than…
No, it could be. Kurt was one of my best friends. I mean if my stomach feels this way for the reason that I'm thinking, then that would mean… no… I mean I can't be jealous. That would me that I care for Kurt as more than just a friend, and I mean that's totally not possible. No way. I mean he's awesome but our relationship's purely platonic. Yep totally. So what if his laugh and his smile make my heart skip a beat? So what if his crystal blue gazes sends shivers down my spine? So what if his voice makes me feel like I'm in a dream, a sweet, never ending dream? All that doesn't mean anything and it certainly doesn't imply… I mean it definitely doesn't lead to the conclusion… I mean… it really doesn't mean that…
I'm in love with Kurt Hummel.
OMG Mike just had an epiphany, didn't he? :O Embrace it, dude! EMBRACE IT!
... yeah already hyped up on Valentines' Candy :P
Happy Valentines' Day!
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