7/19/12
A/N: Second time in a row I am on time ^.^
Thanks to: yummy1314, WickedWhiskey and Tabbica for all that Jazz… and to Miko Akako for being the best beta ever.
So: please read and review. Enjoy:
Shooting Star
Chapter 9
Warm afternoon sun filtered through Dave's eyelids, gently waking him up. At first, he's confused and a little worried that last night was a dream… but those worries were destroyed when he noticed Kurt's weight on his chest.
Trying not to jostle the sleeping man, he looked down at Kurt's gentle form. His pale skin was rosy in this light and a small simile was playing on his pink lips. His soft brown hair was falling around his beautiful face and Dave very softly moved the hair away from his eyes and his fingertips brushed against the smooth skin of Kurt's forehead with the hand that wasn't wrapped around Kurt's shoulders. Kurt sighed in his sleep and leaned into the touch without waking up.
He looks so happy… He's never looked more like the old him than he does when he's sleeping… that thought made Dave's heart hurt….
After a few more minutes, Kurt's eyes fluttered open. He looked around, confused for a moment, and looked up at Dave. He smiled and said, "Hello."
Dave smiled and replied, "Hi." Dave ignored the pang of discontent as Kurt sat up and stretched his arms above his head. He winced and quickly pulled his arms close to his body with a quiet cry of pain. One long, pale hand moved up to his temple and began to massage the skin there; he closed his eyes and took a deep breath…
"Are you ok?" Dave asked, sitting up and looking at Kurt with concern.
Kurt's eyes snapped open and Dave marveled at their beauty while Kurt smiled and said, "Just a headache… it'll get worse before it gets better."
Dave's confused for a moment before it suddenly snapped in his mind from the little bit of information he found on the internet: Kurt's starting to withdrawal… and it's going to get worse.
Dave frowned and stood up; Kurt followed him as he walked into the kitchen area of his apartment. Dave tells Kurt to sit at the table while he makes them a 'breakfast' at 6 pm…
Kurt sat dead silent as he stared out the window at the clear blue sky, lost in thought with one knee pulled up to his chest with his arms wrapped tightly around it. Every few seconds, Dave looked up at Kurt and found him sitting perfectly still, not moving a muscle.
After about 10 minutes, the food was ready to be eaten and Dave brought 2 plates to the table and sat one down in front of the boy, who jerked out of his thoughts at the sound of the glass hitting the wood table.
Kurt smiled up at him and gave a breathy laugh. He gently picked up a fork that Dave had on the table and began moving the food around the plate more than eating it. He looked at Dave, "So." He said, continuing to play with his food, "What are you going to do with me now?" he asked, "How are you going to 'help me'?" he used finger quotes and smiled a little as he waited for Dave to answer.
Dave looked down at the food, not really in the mood to eat anything. "I've actually been thinking about that a lot the last few days…" he said, getting up from the table and walking to the desk at the side of the room, picking a pamphlet from the clutter and walking back to the table beside Kurt, who was following Dave's every move silently.
Dave handed Kurt the pamphlet. The young former singer looked at the cover of the rehab facilities pamphlet and a small line appeared between his eyebrows. "Get sober?" Dave said, worried about what Kurt might do… He didn't exactly have the best track record for not running off. "Start living your life?"
Very slowly, Kurt opened the carefully folded paper and stayed very quiet as he looked through the information. After a few moments, Kurt carefully set the paper down on the table like it might explode and hugged his leg closer to his body. He looked up at Dave with wide, sad eyes and said, "I can't afford that… I don't have any money."
"That doesn't matter." Dave said, smiling in relief, "I have money." He said, gesturing around his apartment.
Kurt's already shaking his head, "I can't let you do that." He frowned at the floor and said, "You've already done so much-"
Dave looked at him very seriously until Kurt looked back up at him, "I wasn't asking." He stated.
Kurt smiled and said, "Then I guess I'll go…" his voice shook slightly as he spoke; he was still unsure if he should accept so much from this man who he hadn't spoken to in 5 years.
Dave beamed at his plate of food. No matter how much it costs, he'd do anything for Kurt.
***A short time later***
Dave led Kurt out of his apartment and out to his car around the corner. Kurt only has a small bag of stuff which didn't look like it held much… he sat it on the floor by his feet in the car as he waited for Dave to get in.
Dave quickly closed the door and started the car, looking over at Kurt.
He sat very still, staring down at his hands folded in his lap, one of his soft, pink lips caught between his teeth. "I don't know if I can do this…" he said quietly. "This is all I've known for so long." He sounded close to tears… his voice broke Dave's heart.
Very slowly, Dave reached between the seats and gently took one of Kurt's hands, causing him to look over at Dave with his beautiful eyes wide. "I know you can…" Dave said, meaning every word he was saying. "You're the strongest person I know, Kurt."
Dave smiled at his secret love and after a few seconds Kurt smiled too. He wiped away a tear that managed to escape with the hand Dave wasn't holding. "Can we make a stop, please?" Kurt asked with a strong voice, ignoring the tingles in his skin where Dave was touching.
Dave, who suddenly realized he was still holding Kurt's hand, quickly pulled away and said, "Of course. Where do you want to go?"
Kurt gave him an address and they drove in comfortable silence until they got to the address and Dave parked outside what looked like an old warehouse. Kurt stared up at it for a moment before he said, "I'll be right back." He quickly got out of the car without waiting for an answer from Dave.
Suddenly, the door to the warehouse opened and the girl who Dave talked to earlier in the week ran out to Kurt who stooped to wrap the girl in a hug. "Kurt!" Dave heard her say through the open window. "Where were you?" she pulled back from the hug and gently hit Kurt's arm. "You know how I get nervous when you don't come home in the morning!"
This is where Kurt lived? Dave thought, shocked that anyone could think of this place as home, especially Kurt.
Kurt stepped back a little, and said, "I know… but I was ok." He glances over his shoulder at Dave and Dave could almost make out a smile on his lips before he turned back to Nessie. "I have a question." He said quietly.
"Shoot, honey," The girl said, while reaching out to take Kurt's hand and lead him inside the warehouse, she tried to pull on his hand but Kurt is stronger than her and pulls her back.
She looked confused for a second but moved beside Kurt on the grass, waiting for him to speak.
He still had her hand in his, "Nessie…" he started, unsure of how to ask her the question. "Do you remember when your brother found a while back?" He eyes darkened as she nodded. "He told you he'd pay to get you cleaned up." Kurt paused, looking down at the ground.
She glared up at his and said, "I remember. What about it?" Her voice was pure acid as she remembered her brother.
Kurt took a deep breath and hoped she would react differently than she had with her brother… that was just ugly. Very slowly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the pamphlet Dave had given him folded smaller to fit in his pocket. Dave didn't realize he took the pamphlet with him… he handed the folded paper to Nessie and said, "Please go with me." he took a shuddering breath. "I don't think I'll be able to do it alone."
Nessie's hands shake slightly as she looked through the pamphlet. She looked back at Kurt for a second before her gaze snapped to Dave, still sitting in the car. She glare back at Kurt and pointed to the car. 'is this because of him?" she said loudly, surprisingly angry.
"Nessie," Kurt said softly, "I'm doing this because I never pictured my life this way." Though his voice was quiet, the intensity shocked Dave. "I fell into a rut of drugs and whoring around and I don't want to do it anymore!" He took a deep breath to stop himself from yelling. "Everything that happened" he quickly looked at Dave then back at Nessie, "Before and last night…" Dave couldn't help but feel Kurt was holding something back… something he didn't want Dave to know about… "It all just hit me." he shook his head and gestured to the warehouse, "I don't want to live here anymore! You can't possibly want to anymore either." He gently took her slender shoulders and said, "Nessie…" Kurt's voice turned pleading as he looked at her, "You wanted to be a doctor. Did you forget that?" he softly shook her shoulders, "You had big dreams… I want you to do this with me." She still looked uncertain and a little angry… Kurt's voice shook as he said, "Please Nessie." He grasped her hands in his and waited for a response.
Nessie looked down at their hands and blinked away tears. She nods and Kurt pulls her into a tight hug. Dave felt himself smiling as the pair stood there for a moment.
Nessie pulled back and looked at Dave, who quickly looked at the road. Nessie smiled broadly and said, "Is that what you were doing last night?" she said with a laugh.
Dave watched them again as Kurt blushed and said, "Nessie! No… he gave me a place to stay and a way to get my life back…" Kurt said, almost too quietly for Dave to hear.
Nessie smiled at Dave and took a deep breath, looking down at the pamphlet clasped tightly in her hands. "I have to go call my brother." She said, jumping to hug Kurt again. She released him and backed away towards the warehouse. She holds the pamphlet up and said, "I'll see ya there." She looks at Dave and winked as she hurried into the building.
Kurt stood perfectly still, staring up at the warehouse he used to call home for a few seconds, saying goodbye to this place hopefully forever. He wiped away a tear and turned around to smile at Dave.
He leaned back into the seat and looked at Dave with a smile and watery eyes and said, "I'm ready."
Dave returned his smile and drove away from the curb.
There you go: Chapter 9.
Ah Nessie… I love Nessie. I hope you like her as much as I do :)
I hope you enjoyed it and please Review. I love reviews and aren't getting nearly enough of them, it upsets me. so much so, that I'm even considering asking for a certain number of reviews for each chapter. I'm not now, because I hate it when some are punished for those who don't review. But I'm seriously considering it.
I'd like 2, and WhickedWhiskey reviewed on the last 2 chapters, so really, only one more person has to review... That's not too much to ask is it? I won't hold the chapter back, but I'll be a sad writer and complain in my A/N... Nobody wants that...
so let's make me a happy writer and click the little review button. A proven fact: Happy writers write their smut scenes much sooner than sad writers... so... yeah...
Until Next Week, Lords and Ladies. (I've been watching alot of Game of Thrones and Camelot... which definitely WEREN'T the shows I thought they'd be... much more sex/rape then I was expecting... BUT SO GOOD! I like kaleesi or however you spell her name... I only just finished season 1, so if you review any spoilers, I will wish you death by fire.)
