"It's about time. What did Blaine do now?" Hennessey asked with a wink.
"Hen?" An innocent, squeaky voice called out. Kurt heard running, due to the creeks in the floor, and suddenly blonde hair was flashing by. A face peeked out of the corner and the little girl's eyes widened in shock. "Mr. Kurt?"
Kurt nervously looked to his feet. "You didn't say you had company."
"Exactly. If I told you, you wouldn't have come, now would you?" Hennessey smiled her famous ominous grin.
Kurt nodded in response, not being able to contain his blush from how embarrassing it was. Having your heart broken by an employee at your part-time job, pretending to be okay, sleeping over at his house, having a fight, and going to your student's house—who also hates you—for comfort and advice isn't necessarily something you'd want to be proud of. Hennessey held the door open a bit further, allowing him to enter. He sheepishly walked in and didn't pick his head up.
"I was the one who sent you that e-mail, Mr. Kurt. I didn't expect you to actually show up, but after Hennessey told me what happened, I know that it sucks to feel like no one's there for you," The girl confessed.
"Samantha?" Kurt spoke up, finally letting his head pop up. Wow. Not expecting that. "I thought you two hated each ot—"
"Who said we hated each other?" Hennessey quickly finished. Kurt threw his hands up in defeat and made a facial expression that left Hennessey rolling her eyes and Samantha giggling like crazy.
"Well…take a seat," Hennessey gestured for the couch.
Kurt sighed and plopped himself down on the couch. He rubbed his eyes for a moment, taking his hands away slowly as he realized both girls sat on either side of him.
"We're waiting…" Hennessey obnoxiously continued.
Kurt sighed. "Fine. So, as you know, he rejected me," Kurt paused and rolled his eyes when Hennessey and Samantha made 'ooh's of disappointment. "And last night…" Kurt trailed off. Should I really be telling them this? Especially Hennessey; who knows what kind of rumors she's capable of spilling.
"Oh my gosh…" Samantha exaggeratingly slapped a hand over her mouth.
"Did you two…?" Hennessey asked hesitantly.
"WHAT!" Kurt shrieked. "NO! No, not that. He, um, practically begged at my feet for me to stay over at his house…"
"Well, did you?" Hennessey asked.
"…Yes?" Kurt answered in a question, not exactly sure how to end that statement.
"Oh my gosh!" Samantha squealed and hugged a nearby pillow tightly.
"Now will you two shut the heck up and let me get on with my story?" Kurt pretended to be annoyed. The girls nodded and he continued. "I'm not going into details, I'm pretty sure you both are too young," Kurt ignored there noises of protest. "But we drove to my house this morning so I could get changed, and he was looking at me rather…oddly. Like, I'm not exactly sure if it was a good or a bad thing, but he just kept on staring at me from the second I walked out of my room. So after that, we drove to get breakfast, though I really don't even remember where, and we got into…a dispute."
"What's a dispute?" Hennessey asked with a concerned expression.
"A dispute is an argument or disagreement between two people," Samantha quoted what Kurt had once told them the definition was, leaving Kurt staring in disbelief.
"What was it about?" Hennessey asked, somehow looking even more concerned than before.
"Well, Blaine and I go to the same college, I'm not sure if you knew that. I sort of got angry with him and then he got angry with me…"
"Over what?" Hennessey interrupted.
Kurt sighed. Here we go. "Blaine's decisions during the school day are rather…unnerving. You see, he tends to think of me as lower class and therefore gangs up with his posse and…"
"It's okay, Mr. Kurt, you don't have to say it if you don't want to," Samantha tried comforting him.
"He bullies me, basically. And then, once the day is over and it's time to go to work, he acts like nothing was wrong and he didn't make me feel like crap the whole day," Kurt said in a near whisper, a tear escaping his eye thinking about the 'Blaine' situation as he liked to call it in his head.
"Whoa, Mr. Kurt! Using some strong language there," Hennessey said with a wink.
"Oh don't act like you haven't said or heard way worse," He narrowed his eyes toward her "Anyway, I confronted him about it during breakfast and for a reason I don't fully remember, and to be honest I didn't truly understand, he got angry with me in return. So, he threatened to not allow me to ride to school with him, and I didn't know what to do, if he was serious or not, so I…I screamed 'fine' and he stormed off. Then, he texted me to get in the car and he wasn't that cruel. Confused as I was, I got in. I thought we'd made up and now everything was fine, but he was reduced to ignoring me. So, I decided I didn't want to go in today after all, and—and that's when I came here."
"Oh, Mr. Kurt," Hennessey screamed and threw her arms around him. He chuckled and wiped away the few more tears that had fallen. Samantha mimicked Hennessey's position on the opposite side of him.
"You're still going to teach tonight, right? We don't mind Miss Raven substituting, but she kind of creeps us out…" Samantha informed him.
Kurt laughed and smiled. "Of course I am."
The rest of the day passed rather smoothly, except for the fact that Hennessey kept acting strange every time the topic of crushes were brought up. What's up with her? It's not like she has a crush on me…right? Right? Oh no, I hope she doesn't…
"Hey Hen?" He asked before he could actually process what he was doing.
"Yeah?" She responded.
"Can I ask you something…privately?"
"Uh, sure," The two went into Hennessey's bedroom while Samantha was making a snack for each of them because they'd be off to dance soon enough.
"Every time someone mentions crushes, you start acting peculiarly. Would you like to explain?"
"I…uh, um, I-I…" Hennessey tried to form a proper sentence. "Okay, must you really know? I like…someone, and that someone likes Samantha. Frankly, Samantha said that he creeps her out and if he ever talks to her again, she's going to rip her hair out."
Kurt gasped. "Who is it?"
"That's a little personal, don't you think?"
"I told you all about Blaine. Now spill."
"Okay, okay. I…I like Chris."
Kurt froze. Out of all the possible people Hennessey could've fallen for, it was Chris. Not that there was anything wrong with Chris, but he just had a feeling Chris bugged her, and he really couldn't figure out why. Before he could respond, his phone buzzed.
From: Monkeys441 Blaine
Are you okay, Kurt?
Kurt drew in a deep breath. Is he serious right now? Kurt really didn't know if he should tell the truth or lie. He didn't even know if he should respond or not. For all he knew, Blaine could truthfully be worried sick about him. On the other hand, there was that slight chance that Blaine was only doing it to be kind and he really didn't care about Kurt at all. Kurt was just so confused and to be honest, he didn't want to see Blaine at all. But then again, replying would be the right thing to do…
In the end, he left his e-mail untouched.
Not even 30 seconds after, his phone buzzed again. Hennessey glanced over to see who it was and smiled half-heartedly, patted his shoulder, and left to go by Samantha.
From: Monkeys441 Blaine
Kurt? Please reply, Kurt. I realize I snapped earlier, and I swear that is the first time that really ever happened. I blame it on the fact that I had very little caffeine all morning. Please just at least assure me you're safe wherever you are? I didn't recognize the house I left you at.
Kurt rolled his eyes and once again ignored the email.
From: Monkeys441 Blaine
Kurt, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, PLEASE reply.
Kurt had enough of this. Reluctantly, he hit the 'reply' option.
To: Monkeys441 Blaine
What do you want, Blaine?
Before Kurt could get a reply, the doorbell rang.
"Mr. Kurt, can you get that? We have a bit of a situation here…" Samantha yelled with a chuckle. Kurt walked into the kitchen to find both girls covered from head to toe in flour, Hennessey with two eggs cracked on top of her head, and Samantha with chocolate smeared all over her face.
"I'm not even going to ask…" Kurt mumbled and headed for the door which sent both of them laughing extremely loud.
Before placing a hand on the doorknob, he checked his email one last time. I wonder why Blaine hasn't replied.
He was not expecting what was standing on the other side of the door.
"Blaine?" Kurt asked with a small gasp.
"Where's Samantha and Hennessey? Come on, we have to leave now or else we won't be able to beat traffic," He asked.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"I know Hennessey's parents aren't home and they think she and Samantha are at school. That's just how Hennessey is. Now come on, I wasn't kidding about the traffic, it's brutal out there."
"Blai—"
"Kurt, do you want the car ride or not?" Blaine asked with a wink. Kurt nearly fainted.
"Y-yeah, I do…"
"Then get in the car and I'll go get the girls."
Kurt nodded and headed to the passenger's seat of the car. Soon enough, Hennessey and Samantha were seated in the backseat and Blaine started the car in the driver's seat.
For the entire car ride, Kurt was silent. Why was Blaine being nice to him all of a sudden? Wait, he should be. Kurt actually had a reason to be mad at him, Blaine had no excuse. He complained that Kurt was being sensitive. Well, maybe if Blaine wasn't such a jerk Kurt wouldn't have to be so sensitive all the time. Kurt was lost in his own world thinking over these things, not knowing that Blaine was thinking the exact same thing. Hennessey and Samantha were yelling the whole time while trying to drag Blaine into the conversation, getting the hint that Kurt just wanted to be left alone.
After what seemed like eternity, they parked outside of the school. Being the only one in the car with a common sense, Kurt called Hennessey and Samantha's parents who came to know him so well.
After quite a few rings, there was no answer. Kurt sighed and left a voicemail.
"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Sanchez, this is Kurt Hummel, Hennessey's dance teacher. There was terrible traffic today, and Blaine and I were out and about, so we picked your daughter up for class, just like I did a few weeks ago when you were running late in work. I already checked with Hennessey and she said she has no homework today, so you don't have to worry about that. Thanks, bye."
Kurt did the same for Samantha's parents, carefully not letting it slip that they stayed out of school today which lead to grins from all three of the people in the car.
"I hope you all know that I am not happy about this," Kurt said with a scowl and Hennessey laughed.
"Oh please, you covered for us last month, this time was no different," She said matter-of-factly.
Kurt rolled his eyes and walked into the building, using the key to unlock it. Blaine stuck close by his side and to be honest Kurt was a little scared.
Hennessey and Samantha proceeded into the changing room and were stretching and talking quietly which allowed Kurt to stand by Blaine's desk in nearly peace and quiet.
"Blaine?"
"Hmm?" Blaine look up from where he was currently fixing the stack of papers on his desk.
"What the hell happened?"
Blaine looked at him with apologetic eyes. "I snapped earlier, and I have no right to be angry with you. I just couldn't handle the pressure of you being upset with me, so I did the only thing I knew how to do. Escape. I know you're not going to accept my apology, hopefully just not right now, but I will do anything to make it up to you. And what happened in college…okay, honestly? No one there knows I'm gay."
Kurt gasped. "Blaine, you're 19 years old and you didn't tell anyone you're gay?"
"Why should I have to? It's not like I'm interested in any of them. Besides, I'm pretty sure I already met the guy of my dreams." You.
"Oh," Kurt breathed. That's right, Sebastian.
"I don't think I could forgive you all that easily. You might have to make it up to me somehow," Kurt smiled.
"Well, besides not treating you like crap in school just so I won't get thrown into dumpsters—yes, they still do that even in college—how about a movie night tonight? It is Friday, after all."
Kurt's eyes darted everywhere in the room except Blaine. Do I really want to do this? I'm scared for my life…he's just being nice all of a sudden. "O-okay…wh-what time should I be over?"
"I'm bringing you home, why don't we just go straight back to my place?"
"Uh…uh, s-sure…"
"Cool! Well, Roxie's here, you should go get set up," Blaine grinned warmly and stared at Kurt as he walked away. I'm going to win his heart tonight.
A/N: It's been sooooooooooooooooooo long since i updated this story, i feel horrible! I also feel really dumb because i wrote this chapter merely because i missed the plot and the characters, but i had no idea where i wanted this to go. NOW i do so the next chapter will make A LOT more sense, so incredibly sorry i feel stupid XD
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