Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing but my OCs- oh and the song in this chapter is You are Loved (Don't give up) by Josh Groban
Kurt, Puck and Finn sat in the lightly, but homily, decorated room; Kurt leant against Finn as they sat on the bed whilst Puck paced the room, having worked his anger back up from previously.
"What the fuck was his problem? God, I swear...ugh, princess, are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?"
A pause.
"Kurt? Dude?" Finn asked, holding Kurt out at arms length and forcing the smaller boy to meet his eyes as he didn't answer Puck's question. Slowly, Kurt shook his head in reply before he was pulled into a hug, tears beginning to fall again.
"Ssh, it'll be okay, nobody else will hurt you here."
"Yeah," agreed Puck, cracking his knuckles, "we'll make sure of that. Those dicks won't even brush against you unless they want to be in hospital for a week."
Kurt smiled briefly at his friend, reaching up to hug him.
"You know it was my fault you nearly got seriously hurt. Princess, I'm still so sorry."
Kurt hugged him tighter at the apology to tell him it didn't matter; Puck had been saying this so many times recently Kurt had lost count- and he had a very good memory. But Kurt didn't blame Puck for what he did; it wasn't his fault. Not really.
An hour later, Puck had vacated the room in order to ask The Dean for something although he didn't define what it was. Finn was walking around the dorm and probably trying to deduce what Kurt's roommate was like although he wasn't really getting anywhere; he definitely was no Sherlock.
"So this guy has lots and lots of books, so I'm guessing he's quite unpopular? He seems like a bit of a nerd but, from how he acted earlier, I'm also guessing he's a bit of a dick because of it?"
Kurt sighed to hide a smile, these things were pretty much the opposite of Blaine: although he did seem rather scary to Kurt, he didn't act like a bad guy. He certainly hadn't gone out of his way to make Kurt's life hell, at least not yet. Kurt still didn't know if Blaine was going to keep his bruises a secret from the rest of the school.
"No? But look at all the J.K Rowling books; he's obviously a potterhead, most likely even worse than you."
Kurt looked up, shooting him a more toned down version of his famous bitch glare which showed a mild offense to what his stepbrother had just said.
"Crap, I didn't mean it like that. You're awesome, I just don't understand your obsession with it. Not that it's a bad thing, but I think it's weird how you can like them more than video games. But that doesn't mean your weird, I-"
Kurt interrupted his rambling by chuckling slightly- not a full blown laugh mind, Kurt hadn't been able to do that in ages- after watching Finn get himself into more and more of a panic.
"Hey Kurt?" He asked a few minutes of silence later and Kurt looked up at him, "are you sure you're okay with me and Puck staying the night? I don't want you too feel obliged to let us stay or make it awkward between you and your roommate tomorrow because he's been kicked out of his own room."
The porcelain skinned boy lowered his head, not answering. Of course he wanted his friends to stay; they were the only people who knew about what had happened to him apart from the hospital staff, his teachers and his dad and Carole. Of course there was also his bully- Kurt couldn't bring himself to think his name- but he didn't really count as he didn't care about what he had done and claimed Kurt had enjoyed it as much as he had. That was a lie; Kurt had hated himself ever since the abuse had first started.
Puck walked though the open corridor, dodging through the students who were busy mingling and seemed to be talking about the twins (he had forgotten their names) accident with the fire alarms. Classes were over and the boy expected most would be hurrying to the food rooms or their dorms; he was slightly surprised when this didn't really happen. But what really shocked Puck was how there were no familiar sounds of other people being pushed into lockers or slushie stains on the floors. There wasn't the familiar slurs he had often heard and tossed around and each boy looked happy; hell, Puck had even saw two boys kissing-Nick and Jeff, he remembered- and nobody even batted an eyelid. Maybe this place was best for Kurt..
Puck didn't really need to talk to The Dean for anything; he was a badman; why would he want to have to ask someone for something when he could just do it? No, Puck wanted to talk to that Blaine kid, if he was going to be Kurt's roomie, Puck was definitely going to make sure this guy was nice to his boy, even if he did have to use a few threats.
Eventually, through the crowds, he spotted two faces he recognized and sauntered over to them, after all, he was cool. He couldn't look too overeager to question them about Blaine's whereabouts.
"Sup guys?" Crap, he thought, what we're their names again? Leo? Morse? Was one called David? Someone had been. "Have you seen Blaine? I needed to ask if he minded us crashing in his room tonight."
"Who's Blaine..?"
"Oh! T, he must mean Aladdin!"
"Then why didn't he say so?"
"Dunno," answered Fors, turning back to Puck, "I have seen Blaine actually."
"Yeah, we keep a picture of him on our wall."
"In a completely, non-stalkerish way."
"It's surrounded by candles-"
"And rose petals-"
"It's kind of a shrine which we pray to-"
"Blaine thinks it's creepy though."
"Especially when we asked his for some of his shower gel and a lock of his hair."
"But we were only trying to be polite-"
"Yeah, we could have just have cut it off when he was sleeping."
"That is, if Wes didn't lock our doors at night."
"Mind, it not as if we don't know how to escape; it's easy really. You just press-"
"LUDO!"
"What the fuck?" Puck had been trying to keep up with the conversation, he really had, but when a weasel decides to climb over the twins in front of him, Puck felt almost as if he had just lost his remains of sanity.
"Theo! Fors! Don't you dare hurt him! I've only just gotten him to forgive you for last time!" A voice, which soon was accompanied by a face, shouted at the three.
"Aw, but Roddy.."
"No, Theo." Roddy made a gentle sound with his tongue and the weasel quickly jumped onto the young boy's shoulder, nestling into the crook of his neck and Puck couldn't help but wonder if all prep schools were like this. "Oh, hey..erm.."
"Puck."
"Right, um, who are you?"
"Sex God, Titan and King of awesomeness," he answered without a pause, "but you probably just need to know that I'm Kurt's friend."
Roddy's mouth shaped itself into a comical 'o' shape as he stuttered, thankful this boy wasn't in uniform and therefore didn't attend Dalton, "w-why?"
"Why am I Kurt's friend?" Puck asked loudly and glaring threateningly at the younger teen.
"No- no!" Roddy had never been good in social situations and was glad he had Lugo on his shoulder to help him not to panic, "I meant why are you here? It's just most people don't really come unless it's an emergency as students tend to go home at weekends and see friends then."
"So?" Puck had backed off slightly when Roddy had corrected him but still stared intimidatingly. "Anyway, I wanted to see Blaine. Any ideas where he is? I can't get a straight answer out of these two."
"Why do you want Blaine..?"
"Oh, y'know, threaten him, throw a few punches...I'm joking!" He added at the sight of all three's faces, "I just wanted to ask him something."
"It's okay, Aladdin's gay," said Fors, smiling almost understandingly.
"Yeah, and he's single," added Theo.
"Has been for a while.."
"And if you ask him out, he wouldn't be too offended."
"But you should be aware of his love for Katy Perry-"
"So I wouldn't bring her up on the first date."
"But other than that,"
"We can give him your number."
"Or you could just ask him tomorrow-"
"I'M NOT GAY!" Puck winced slightly at the loudness of his statement which had turned a few heads.
"Riiight."
"Urgh, well can you at least tell me where your music room is? You prep boys must house some instruments at your gay Hogwarts."
When Puck returned, he smiled at the sight afore his eyes. Kurt had relaxed a bit more and was leaning relaxed, but still jumpy as he entered, against Finn who had wrapped an arm awkwardly around the chestnut haired teenager, telling him updates about the New Directions since he had transferred. It had only been around two days bit it was surprising how much news there was already.
"And then Rachel started saying how it was kinda disrespectful of you moving here- not that I think it is- because Karofsky's in jail now and then Santana got pissed and started shouting Spanish- Puck!"
"You forgot the bit where my girl threatened to punch her along with Tina," grinned Puck, turning to Kurt, "you okay princess?"
Kurt's nod went almost unnoticed as Finn chose that moment to jump up from the bed, making Kurt flinch violently as he did so.
"Crap, sorry man, but Puck! You found some guitars then?"
"Did you really doubt Puckzilla?"
"Whatever dude."
Finn grabbed the acoustic that Puck had formally hidden behind his back along with a deeper oak coloured one. Kurt looked up curiously and tried to ask with his eyes what they were doing.
"Well princess, Rachel decided that she was going to march up here and sing you a song or some shit-"
"But we told her no. I mean dude, if you can barely stand going home at weekends because your too afraid, I didn't want her coming up here because it's an invasion of..umm..."
"Personal space?" Puck suggested, "but yeah, we want you to be safe here and therefore, she can't come here and accidentally bring up a load of unwanted memories."
"So then she said, if she couldn't sing to you, we'd have to. Of course, we were planning on anyway but hadn't really managed to find a song."
"At which point, Britney said something which reminded Rachel of a song."
He stummed lightly on the instrument, checking it was in tune -which of course it was. He nodded at Puck who promptly took the lead as Finn played bass (Puck must have been giving him lessons or something- he never played before).
"Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy
I, I will lift it for you
Don't give up
Because you want to be heard
If silence keeps you
I, I will break it for you"
Puck sang this looking directly into Kurt's eyes and the porcelain teen felt a knot at the back of his throat. Nobody had done this for him before and he was overwhelmed. He knew they both cared, but before they had found him, he thought they'd abandoned him. Finn took the joined in for the chorus, smiling as he did so.
"Everybody wants to be understood
Well, I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up because you are loved"
Finn sung the next two solos.
"Don't give up
It's just the hurt that you hide
When you're lost inside
I, I'll be there to find you
Don't give up
Because you want to burn bright
If darkness blinds you
I, I will shine to guide you"
Puck took over again, allowing Finn to do the backing as his friend was clearly fighting the urge to drop the guitar and hug his brother as he saw tears fall.
"Everybody wants to be understood
Well, I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up because you are loved
(You are loved)
You are loved
(You are loved)
Don't give up
(Don't give up)
It's just the weight of the world
(You are loved)
Don't give up
(Don't give up)
Everyone needs to be loved
(Don't give up)
You are loved
(You are loved)
(Don't give up)"
The two football players looked on in silence when the song finished, awaiting Kurt's reaction. Slowly, he stood up from the bed and walked over to his desk; shaking, he pulled out a piece of paper and pen. After a hesitation, he wrote down a single word and showed it to them before being pulled into a hug: Thankyou.