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A/N: I'm so happy you like my story here is the next chapter and if this one isn't as good I'm sorry but I have to play up on the drama of it all for just a little bit. Ok on with the story.
Chapter 7: Kurt's P.O.V
Waking up to the sound of my alarm I climb out of bed and head straight for the bathroom. After my shower I get dressed, apply my moisturizer, and fix my hair, then walk back into the room.
"Finn! Get up!" I yell throwing a pillow at him. It hit him but all he does it clutch it to his chest.
"Mmmmm…..Rachel, you make a good pillow…." he mumbles while snuggling deeper into his bed.
"You disgust me," I roll my eyes and walk up the stairs, I'll try to wake him up later. Walking into the kitchen and find my dad making breakfast is weird. He's never up this early normally it's Carole. I don't really mind that it's my dad this time because I actually want to talk to him.
"Hi Dad, umm… can I talk to you?" I take a seat at the table and wait for his response.
"Yeah, sure kiddo, what's on your mind?" he asks placing a plate of pancakes down in the middle of the table.
"Umm…. Well you see my friend hurt this girl and he asked me for help because he's not sure what he should say to her... and, I don't know what I should tell him." It would be to weird explaining what really happened to him. I can tell by the look he's giving me that he doesn't believe me.
"Well, in what way did he hurt her? The physical kind, the romantic kind, or did he just say something?" he asks cutting into his pancake.
"The romantic kind," I tell him taking a pancake off the plate.
"Well, tell your friend to apologize for what he did," he says shoving food into his mouth.
"Ok, thanks dad, I better go try to wake Finn up again or else he will be late to school," thinking about how and when I'm going to apologize to Mercedes I get up from the table. Walking down stairs I find that Finn stills has the pillow held to his chest.
"Finn! Wake up! You're going to be late!" I yell at him form the stairs. I walk down the stairs so I'm now fully in the room, seeing movement I look over at him, but all he did was cutch the pillow tighter and roll over.
"Finn! Rachel is-"
"Where?" he yells jumping right out of his bed still holding the pillow. Of course that would get him up. Well I guess Rachel Berry is good for something.
"Come on Finn, you're going to be late. Go eat breakfast after you shower and I'll see you at school," I tell him as he walks into the bathroom. I grab my bag and head upstairs to go to school.
Driving to school seemed to take forever when really it was only like ten minutes. As I walk into the school I head straight for my locker, looking to my right I see Mercedes is at hers. We share a look and sigh at the same time. She looks away from me and closes her locker. She turns away and starts to walk away. As I watch her walk away all I can hear is my fathers words run through my head.
"Mercedes!" I call out chasing after her. When I catch up to her I place my hand in front of her so she can't walk any farther.
"What is it Kurt?" she asks nicely. She turns and faces me and I can see something in her eyes that I've never seen before. I put both my hands up pining her against the lockers.
"I'm sorry-"
"For what?" she interrupts sounding confused.
"You didn't do anything-"
"Look Mercedes, just let me finish. I'm sorry, about last night. I was confused and I shouldn't have done that to you. So, I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry for everything I did. I want to keep hanging out with you walking to classes staying over each other's houses. But I also don't want to forget what happened." I tell her not breaking eye contact.
"Can I ask you something?" I nod to give her approval.
"What happened yesterday before I found you?" she asks looking down at the ground then back up at me.
"Nothing." I lie
"Why are you lying to me Kurt?" I can never lie to her so I don't even know why I bothered.
"I don't want to bring you into my problem more then I already have," I tell her.
"Kurt, I'm your best friend, any problem you have I want to help you with it. So, which jock had a death wish?" she jokes. Smiling I bring my hands down but still stand in front of her.
"It wasn't just one it was three. Azimio, Karofsky, and Jordan, all came up to me. Karofsky slammed me against the lockers and I told them to leave me alone. They went on with their normal comments and stuff." I feel her grab my wrist and start to pull me through the hallways.
"Where are we going?" I ask looking around the hallways.
"Well, the bell just rang so I thought we would go talk in the choir room instead of class," she tells me.
"We can't skip class! We'll get in trouble and we'll get detention!" I complain as I follow her. She lets go of my wrist and turns around placing her hands on her hips.
"What happened to the bad Kurt? The one that wanted to up his rep. the Kurt that told us to get our glee on in the library. The one who-"
"That was different, and you know it." I interrupt pointing a finger at her and placing my other hand on my hip.
"Do I?" she questions raising an eyebrow.
"Yes! There was a reason for those actions." I tell her throwing my hands into the air.
"And there's a reason for this." Grabbing my hand again she pulls me the rest of the way to the choir room.
Mercedes's P.O.V.
Walking into the choir room before him I take a seat and pat the seat next to me. He walks across the room and sits next to me. His hands are in his lap and his eyes are glued to the ground.
"Ok, talk," I demand poking his leg.
"Kurt, I know your story isn't done. Them messing you like normal wouldn't mess with your head like this much. There is more to the story then you're telling me. So, what's the rest?" I asks resting my hand on his forearm.
"After I told them to leave me alone, they told me that maybe they would lay off if I acted more like a guy, or started kissing girls instead of guys, and stuff. Then you came and drove me to your place. When I was with you I couldn't get their words out of my head, and I thought of a world where I didn't get made fun of or beat up and it was great. Then I was with you and I did want to know the chap stick thing but most of the reason was because of what they said," he tells me as he looks at me with glassy eyes.
"Kurt, I hope you know that those stupid jocks only make fun of you because you're different the everybody else. You're one of the few people who show who they really are. Just be yourself from now on and I wont mention anything about last night again. We-"
"Mercedes, it's more complicated then you think. I can't look at you without thinking about what happened," he cuts me off while turning in his chair to face me.
"Dang, was I that good of a kisser?" I joke slapping his thigh playfully. He looks at me with a serious face. He hangs his and laughs after a few seconds.
"Sorry," I laugh.
"But, I do think we should wait to hang out after school for a little bit. Just until this awkward phase passes. Cause I can tell we're both confused by all this. We can still hang out at school. So its not like we're cut off from each other entirely." as I explain this all he does is nod his head agreeing with me.
"That sounds like a good plan," he finally responds.
"Ok, we should at least try and make the last ten minuets of class," he suggests as he slaps his knees and stands up.
"Kurt, you have study hall," I point out standing up with him.
"Yeah, I know but its still a class," he says walking to the door.
"Oh my gosh," I whisper. It's different walking through the hallways next to him and not having our arms linked. I really hope we get this this whole situation settled quickly.
A/N: So hoped you like it. I hope they are a little more in character this chapter, I'm trying my best. Please review and I'll work on the next chapter. Please review I love reading what you guys think of my story.
