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Chapter 6 – Karofsky Kiss Chase

Upon making it safely to the parking lot, Kurt discovered another boy already waiting for him by his car.

"Hello, Kurt," Dave Karofsky greeted.

"I'm not afraid of you," Kurt insisted as he drew himself up to his full height.

"Good," Dave replied with a little half-smile. "I don't want you to be afraid."

"And I don't want to kiss you either," Kurt said pointedly. "Just move away from my car so I can go home."

"Don't be like that," Dave complained. "You're gay, I'm gay, its only natural for us to kiss."

Kurt looked around the parking-lot, wondering if he should make a run for it. Of course, his options weren't particularly good. He could either run back to the school and spend the rest of the day trying to fend off the male population, or he could run out of the school and try to fend off strange men in the street. Alternatively, he could try to get by Dave and get to his car. Dave was bigger than him, certainly, but Kurt was confident he was faster. If he ran one way and got Dave to chase him, maybe he could race back to the car, get inside and drive off before Dave could actually do anything. It was worth a shot, he decided.

Car keys ready in his hand, Kurt ran in the opposite direction to his car and just as he had anticipated, Dave chased after him. Then Kurt changed route and hurried back towards his car, Dave still running after him. He managed to get to his vehicle, unlock it and open the door, but he wasn't fast enough to scramble inside. Dave caught up to him, seized his arm and pressed him up against the body of his car, panting heavily in his face.

Before Kurt had time to think of another strategy, Dave's lips were crushing up against his own, just like they had that time in the locker room. Throughout the day, Kurt's lips had been attacked so frequently he couldn't really feel too surprised or shocked anymore. He kept his eyes open and his mouth determinedly closed, refusing to accept Dave's tongue despite the larger boy's efforts. As Dave moved his hands up to yank painfully at Kurt's hair, Kurt raised his leg and kneed the bully in the groin before roughly shoving him away from him.

"Fuck," Dave swore cupping himself, his face screwed up in pain.

"Sorry," Kurt apologised before swiftly slipping into his car and pulling the door closed. Without looking back, he drove off, desperate to get home.

As he drove carefully down the road, he considered whether or not he should stop at the tyre shop to see his dad. He quickly dismissed the idea as he thought about his dad's employees; he definitely didn't want to fight off advances from the likes of them. He still didn't know if his dad was affected by whatever the hell was happening. He certainly hoped not. Having his dad try to kiss him would be incredibly traumatising and Kurt would have to ask Rachel if she could set him up with her therapist. Assuming her therapist was female. So Kurt drove home, thinking he would be safe there for the rest of the day, or at least until his dad and Finn got home.

Feeling the need for substitute company, Kurt turned the car stereo on. The song playing happened to be 'Kiss Me' and Kurt glared at the speaker.

"Not funny," he hissed before turning the music off and continuing the drive home in silence.

Reaching his house, he parked the car and turned off the engine letting out a long sigh. Before stepping out of the car, he scanned the street up and down, ensuring that no male neighbours were out and about. Satisfied that he was alone and safe, Kurt hopped out of the car and quickly moved to his front door and let himself inside.

"Home," Kurt sighed in relief kicking off his shoes. He strolled into the kitchen and made himself a glass of juice and a tuna salad sandwich. Sitting alone in the kitchen, he ate his lunch and drank his drink wondering what he should do with the rest of his day. As he was confined to his house he decided he may as well occupy himself by watching some of his favourite musicals on the big living-room T.V.

Finished with his juice and sandwich, he cleared everything away then headed upstairs with the intent of picking out Moulin Rouge and Rent. However, as he stepped into his bedroom, he discovered he was not alone.

To Be Continued…

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