A lot longer this time~
I just couldn't think of where to end it
Enjoy~
"Okay Finn, I'm almost done! You can't rush perfection!" Kurt yelled out of his door once Finn had complained for what had to be the thirtieth for him to hurry up and that he would leave without him if he didn't.
"Then perfection can drive himself to school!" Finn hollered back, standing at the staircase, his bag already slung over his shoulder.
"I'm hurrying!" Kurt snapped back and began to add one last spurt of hairspray to his perfectly done hair. "All good." He smiled and loosely tied his tie as he made his way down the stair to meet with Finn.
"You know, Blaine likes to do your ties." Finn added quickly as they moved to the front door. Kurt blushed and quickly undid the tie; Blaine could fix it at school that way.
The two climbed into the car and drove for the most part silently,
"How's Rachel doing? I didn't get to talk to her too much yesterday." Kurt smiled looking over at his brother.
"She's…alright, stressing about nothing, like usual." Kurt nodded,
"That girl just needs a spa day." He chuckled as they pulled into the parking lot,
"Hey, Puck told me what happened, if anyone ever does that to you, ever again, I will personally kill them, alright?" Finn finally blurted, Kurt gasped and looked over at him, shock clearly written over his face .
"He told!?" He demanded slouching down into the seat, "Thank you but no thank you, I don't need you to fight my battles for me." Kurt muttered into the crooks of his arms.
"Yeah, he told. I forced him too."
"How'd you figure out something was wrong?" Kurt asked,
"One, you changed your clothes, and two both you and Blaine looked like you had an enormous bucket of water splashed on your heads."
"Oh, yeah…" Kurt muttered, blushing slightly and waiting for Finn to finally pull into his parking spot so he could leave the car.
Once he had, Blaine opened his door and smiled down at him,
"I finally feel taller than you." He laughed and walked around to the other side of the door as Kurt stood up. "And the moment is over." He sighed when Kurt was at full height again,
"Oh shut up, you're like two inches shorter than me!" He pointed out wrapping Blaine in a quick hug and then allowing him to tie his tie and tuck it into his vest. "Thank you." He nodded and Blaine extended his arm, Kurt accepted and the two began to walk into the hallways.
"Hey," Blaine suddenly said, turning towards Kurt with a smile,
"Hi." Kurt smiled, linking their hands together,
"How did I get so lucky?" He asked smiling,
"I could ask you the same thing." Kurt said blushing, Blaine grinned as they finally reached Kurt's locker, "I'll meet up with you later, okay?" Kurt said, releasing Blaine's hand as he began to walk towards his own locker,
"Alright!" He smiled, "I love you." He whispered wrapping Kurt in a quick one armed hug, after what had happened the previous day, they didn't want to risk it again and kiss. Kurt pecked him on the check as he pulled back and Blaine smiled at him,
"Bye!" Kurt called turning back to his locker. He grabbed several books from the metal case before turning around,
"Heeey white boy!" Mercedes smiled at him, leaning up against the lockers by his.
"Heeey!" Kurt responded, "How are you this wonderful morning?" Mercedes raised an eyebrow but smiled,
"I'm fine!" She sang smiling at Kurt's amount of joy this morning,
"Can I ask you something?" He asked, running a hand across the back of his neck.
"Sure baby boy, what's going on? Did something happen with Blaine?" She demanded, suddenly worried,
"No! No! Nothing happened with Blaine!" Kurt said frantically waving his hand at her in dismissal.
"Oh, so what'd you wanna ask then?" Kurt looked at her blankly,
"Huh… I forgot." Kurt muttered, rubbing the back of his neck in a similar way that Blaine did whenever he got confused or nervous.
"Alright, listen baby boy, I gotta go, I'll see you in Glee alright?" Mercedes smiled and wrapped an arm around Kurt's shoulders quickly before heading towards her next class.
"Hey babe." Blaine said with a smile walking up and nodded at Kurt as he matched paces with him while they walked down the hallway.
"Hi!" Kurt bumped into him with a grin. Blaine snickered and returned the gesture.
"Ready for movie night?" Blaine asked, Kurt beamed up at him
"I have the perfect movie!" He sneered, causing Blaine to raise his eyebrows slightly,
"Oh you do? It's not-"
"Hey homos!" The shout finally rang out from behind them interrupting Blaine's thought, they both froze but didn't turn around to see the voice. Hands snagged onto both of their shoulders and spun them around to meet them with slushies to the face.
"…Cold." Kurt murmured wiping the frozen liquid away from his eyes,
"That's it!" Blaine snapped storming forward and grabbing the collar of one of the football jerks. His gesture was only met with a smirk as he held up a clenched fist.
"Blaine, don't!" Kurt screamed after him as the fist slammed forward, Kurt lunged forward, tugging on Blaine's arm, the fist hardly made contact as they both stumbled back.
Blaine blinked for a second before realizing what had happened and why he was no longer punching the living hell out of those two idiots that had slushied them,
"Fags." The two sniggered from in front of them and kicked them both aside, one stomping thickly onto Kurt's ankle. He released a yelp of pain before staggering back and clutching onto the leg.
"Damn it!" Blaine snapped and spun around, fist flying into the back of the culprit's head. He staggered forward, clutching the now bleeding spot on his skull.
"You little bitch!" He snarled and stalked towards Blaine who had already taken up a position with his fists held in front of his face.
"WHOA!" Mr. Shuster suddenly intervened stepping between the two, "How many fights do I have to break up today!?" He snapped, but even as the two were being nagged Blaine had dashed back to Kurt who was nearly in tears clutching his twisted ankle.
"God… Kurt, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" He demanded, scooping Kurt into his arms so he could carry the taller boy bridal style towards the nurses office.
"Never better." Kurt choked out between his muffled sobs,
"Did he break bone?" Blaine demanded through clenched teeth,
"Dunno…" Kurt whimpered tucking his face into Blaine's chest with a moan,
"Shh, your alright, Mr. Shue will take care of everything back there, you'll be fine." Blaine mused as he opened the door to the nurse's office.
"Fractured?" Burt exclaimed looking at Kurt, who was now on crutches,
"Yeah, it's not too bad Dad! Don't worry about it!" He smiled, lying through his teeth as he placed himself down at the kitchen table with a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry about it? God Kurt, you broke your leg and you don't want me to worry about it?" Kurt smiled with a nod and attempted to locate the remote, maybe turning on the TV would distract him from the situation.
"Kurt…" Blaine began before Burt stepped in,
"Tell me what happened Blaine." He said turning towards the other boy who glanced awkwardly back at Kurt with worried brown eyes.
"Umm…well, we were in the hallways and they threw slushies at us.., Then I kinda snapped and was going to punch one of them, but Kurt stopped me and then they stomped on Kurt's ankle…" Blaine didn't finished as his voice got caught in his throat.
"I shouldn't have stopped you…" Kurt muttered rubbing his leg with a grumble about how challenging it would be to wear the new amazing boots he got with the cast on.
"Who did it?!" Burt snapped,
"I didn't know them… but some foot ball players…" Blaine muttered, he was still fairly new to the school, he didn't know everyone like Kurt did.
"No one important dad." Kurt grumbled, tucking in his arms around his stomach and slumping further down the couch.
"You're talking later." Burt snapped and moved out of the room, Kurt looked up with the raise of an eyebrow,
"He actually left?" Kurt said in disbelief, Blaine nodded and slung himself over the couch, landing on the cushion, being careful of Kurt's propped up leg, "Can I put my head on your lap?" Kurt asked quietly, Blaine smiled and nodded moving off the couch so he could help Kurt sit up long enough to put his head on Blaine's lap.
"I love you." Kurt suddenly whispered, "I'm glad they didn't hit you." He said, turning so he could look up at Blaine, who shot him a confused look,
"I love you too, but I started it, I should have been the one punished." Kurt chuckled as Blaine absentmindedly ran a hand over Kurt's cast.
"I like how it turned out better." He winked up at him, grabbing one of Blaine's hands and kissing it lightly, "Now, it's movie time, so pull up netflix and we're watching a movie!" Blaine laughed,
"What movie?" He asked, sliding the remote from it's spot lodged between the sheets
"Hmm…Tangled." Kurt smiled,
"Again?" Blaine chuckled,
"Yes, again." And with that the movie began, Blaine muttering every one of Flynn's lines and Kurt reciting Rapunzel's.
Burt entered halfway through to see both of them had fallen asleep, each of them almost seeming to mouth the words, he sighed and turned on his heel exiting the room.
Kurt's head hurt a bit, but his leg was burning when he woke up. He gripped the headboard of his bed and hoisted himself up, today would not be fun.
Kurt managed to shower, go through his moisturizing routine, fix his hair to perfection, get dressed and was standing in front of the stairs before he finally realized that he would go through hell attempting to make his way down them. He finished tying the laces to his boot and knelt down the best he could, supporting himself of the hand rail. He threw one of his crutches down so it smashed into the ground bellow so he didn't have to deal with it. With one quick breath he set his good foot on the first step and then lowered the rest of his body down onto the next, this would take a while…
He was halfway down the stairs when Finn had exited his room,
"Need help?" He asked heading up the stairs towards him, Kurt nodded slowly,
"I don't even know how I got up these." He said as Finn slipped an arm around his waist and balanced him on his hip.
"I don't know, you were unconscious in your bed already when I got home, Blaine and Burt were downstairs watching the game." Kurt nodded slightly embarrassed that he slept through him and Blaine's time that they got together.
"Oh, so what do you want for breakfast?" Kurt asked when Finn had set him down on ground level and handed him his crutches.
"I think mom already started." Finn informed him,
"Cereal isn't a proper breakfast!" Kurt snapped back,
"It will have to suffice for today." Carole sighed from the table where a few bowls of cereal sat, the milk set in the center of the table. Kurt frowned,
"I hate this morning…" He grumbled and sat at the table with a huff,
"Well we need to get rid of some of this cereal, and I don't want you up on that leg for too long." Carole smiled rubbing his shoulder as he sat,
"I'm fine!" Kurt whined, "At least tell me I can make my lunch?"
"Already done!" Burt said and plopped down at the table, unfolding the newspaper,
"What?! What about dinner? Can I make dinner?" He asked frantically,
"No. It's already in the slow-cooker." Carole smirked
"The crock-pot." Kurt corrected in a murmur, "Then I'm making everything tomorrow to make up for it." He paused for a second before realization struck, "What did you have for dinner yesterday?" He questioned quickly swirling his spoon in the cold milk.
"We just had left-overs." Carole said with a shrug, "That's when you eat something that's left-"
"I know what a left over is!" Kurt sulked and set his spoon down back against the rim of the bowl, "I'm not hungry" He muttered and stood,
"Kurt! Hey, hey, hey!" Burt called after him as he began to wobble away, "You hardly touched it! Come back and eat! It was you that said breakfast was the most important meal of the day." Kurt looked over his shoulder, cheeks puffed out with irritation,
"Not hungry." He repeated,
"Don't be picky!" Burt tutted pointing to the chair, "You're not leaving this room until you eat." Kurt rolled his eyes and planted himself back at the table.
"Cereal, Blaine, they made me eat cold cereal." Kurt whimpered once Blaine opened the car door to let Kurt out.
"Oh you poor thing." Blaine smiled at him, "Your life is truly horrible." Kurt smacked him on the arm as he hoisted himself up,
"Shut up…" Kurt growled lightheartedly and shifted the crutches under his arms,
"You haven't made them fashionable yet?" Blaine said, almost surprised.
"Done what now?" Kurt asked
"I'm surprised you haven't bedazzled the crutches yet." Kurt laughed at this,
"Bedazzle is so last season." He poked Blaine with one of the crutches.
"Oh I'm sure." He nodded,
"Besides, when would I have time?" he asked, Blaine shrugged,
"Maybe you woke up late last night realizing you had missed something, and then you couldn't get back to sleep until you remembered!" He said dramatically,
"No, but I do remember I didn't get a good night kiss." Kurt teased; Blaine raised a bushy eyebrow at him,
"Yes you did." It was Kurt's turn to raise an eyebrow,
"When?" He prodded,
"After I carried you up stairs and put you in bed you wouldn't let me leave until I gave you a good night kiss." Blaine informed him, Kurt blinked,
"Huh…I don't remember that at all." He muttered slightly irritated,
"You were kind of out of it." Blaine teased,
"Oh really?" Kurt chuckled as Blaine opened the front door of the school for him,
"Really. I think you were on some kind of pain medication" He nodded, Kurt turned to him once they had both stepped inside,
"Can I get one that I'll actually remember?" He questioned leaning forward slightly
"Later." Blaine sneered putting two fingers on his lips then Kurt's. The taller boy puffed in frustration but turned back so he could inch alongside Blaine once again.
It wasn't until Blaine had gone to his next class that the stupid jocks came back for him, this time it was the lumbering idiotic hockey players. One of them stuck out a foot in front of one of Kurt's crutches and the other one was tugged out from under him causing Kurt to tumble forward face first into the floor.
He lifted his head, blood trickling down from his nose and watched as his crutches were kicked down the hall away from him. Kurt moaned and put his head back on the ground.
"I hate you all." He groaned and rolled onto his back, flipping out his phone as it vibrated in his pocket.
You alright? – B
Kurt sighed and texted back,
I'm fine, stop worrying so much! ;D – K
Fine…Just tell me if you need anything, promise? - B
Promise! I love you! – K
I love you more. – B
I love you most. – K
He sighed again shoving his phone back into his pocket and sliding the best he could to the lockers next to him. He gripped the locker and began to pull himself up, putting his good foot underneath him and pushed up. He had good leg strength so it wasn't too terribly hard to complete the task.
Once he was upright he began to wobble down the hall to grab the crutches that had been pulled away from him. He reached them and struggled to grab them and bring them back up to his arms. All in all a task that took up a full thirty minutes. Luckily his next class was fairly close to where he had been dumped, although he didn't want to tell the teacher he was being bullied and was laying on the floor for the past half an hour.
He opened the door to his next class and got several looks as he stumbled to his seat,
"Sorry," He muttered to the teacher who rushed over to him,
"Where have you been? Why is your nose bleeding?" Oh yeah, he forgot about the nose.
Regardless of his arguments Kurt had been sent to the nurse, when he had returned to his second period with a note and a white bandage over his nose he got several surprised looks.
He glanced over to where Blaine was starring awestruck at him as if demanding to know what happened, he gave him a look that spelled out I'll explain later and took his seat, ignoring the several attempts class mates made asking him what had happened. His phone vibrated once again in his pocket,
What happened?! Is it broken?! Who did it?! – B
Kurt sighed and replied, the phone still stashed under his desk,
Nothing happened, I'm just not used to the crutches! I slipped and hit my nose. It's not broken don't worry. – K.
He looked at Blaine as he received the text. His eyebrow furrowed but he accepted the answer, sitting back in his chair he began to listen to what the teacher was saying.
"Explain." Was all the Blaine said as he slung Kurt's bag over his shoulder and they walked to third period together,
"Explain what?" Kurt asked with a fake smile,
"Nose. Why is it like that, why are you lying to me?" Blaine asked in all seriousness, his eyes flashing to Kurt and then the ground in front of them,
"I promise that nothing happened!" Kurt flashed a false smile and lifted a hand slightly from the crutch.
"I don't believe you, but I'm not gonna push it." He sighed and put a hand over Kurt's back.
"Good boy." Kurt winked and allowed Blaine to rub small circles on his back as they made their way down the hallway.
Thank you for those that read all the way through this incredibly long chapter.
Please let me know what you think, if I should continue it at all. Because, if none of ya'll are liking it, there's no real point in continuation!
Thanks again
-DramaFreakz