Once again, another chapter has arrived. I hope you enjoy it. I'm not sure if it's quite right but here it is.
I'm now coming to the end of my story, just a chapter or two left so I hope I do you all justice.
Please read and hopefully enjoy. Oh and please review.
Thanks again to Ryan Murphy for creating these wonderful characters, who alas, I do not own.
CHAPTER TEN
When Blaine woke up, it took him a second to remember where he was. Then he smiled, he was snuggled up against Kurt and it felt wonderful. This boy had worked his way deep into his heart and had done it very quickly. It still took him by surprise. After Edward, he had sworn to go slow the next time and then Kurt had come into his life and everything he'd planned had gone up in smoke. He had thought he'd loved Edward but what he was starting to realise was that what he'd felt wasn't love. His feelings for Kurt, after only four days, were much stronger than anything he'd ever felt for Edward.
Kurt lay still and kept his eyes closed. He could feel Blaine's breath on the back of his neck and he smiled. Last night had been amazing. Blaine had been generous and loving. What he had done for Kurt, well it was amazing. And it wasn't just what had happened on this bed last night but also for all of the support he had given him. He didn't want to go to school, he wanted to stay cuddled up with Blaine. Having to face the other kids would be bad enough but facing Karofsky's knuckle headed teammates had him extremely worried. What would they do to him? Could he be safe at McKinley any more? Would he ever feel safe there again? This thought made him shiver. Blaine tightened his arm around him, letting him know that he was awake. Kurt turned over so that he was facing Blaine. Smiling, he shyly said good morning.
"Good morning to you as well. How are you feeling this morning?" Blaine asked, gently stroking Kurt's cheek and eye.
"Wonderful, being with you always makes me feel wonderful."
Kurt stopped speaking and lowered his head and blushed. Blaine put his finger under Kurt's chin and lifted his face. He looked at Kurt's face before placing a gentle kiss on his lips whispering that being with him made him feel wonderful too.
"But as wonderful as this is, I think we should get up. I don't think you want your dad to find us like this."
"No, probably not. He's been so good about us. You can have the shower first if you want."
Blaine kissed him again and thanked him before leaving the bed. Kurt watched him cross the room, drinking in the sight of him and he wrapped his arms around himself, missing the feel of Blaine's arms. Sighing, he got out of bed and walked to his cupboard to put together his clothes for the day. He had just laid them out when Blaine exited the bathroom, wearing his jeans and an unbuttoned shirt. He was towel drying his hair. He stopped mid-stride when he saw that Kurt was watching him. Dropping the towel, he walked over and grabbed Kurt. Pulling him closer, he kissed him and felt Kurt's hand slide under his shirt.
Blaine's heart started to race and his body responded. He had to stop this now or he wouldn't be able to walk out of the room. Slowly he stepped back from Kurt and cupped his cheek before telling him to go have a shower. When the door shut behind Kurt, Blaine headed up the stairs. He was still buttoning his shirt when he stepped into the kitchen and almost ran into Burt.
"Did you sleep well?"
Blaine was glad that his back was turned as he felt the blush rise in his cheeks. If Burt found out what had happened downstairs last night, he was sure that he wouldn't be invited back anytime soon. So he took a steadying breath and turned to face Burt.
"Yes thank you sir. I slept like a baby."
"Well, I suppose after yesterday's events, we all deserved a decent sleep. Is Kurt awake?"
"He's having a shower sir, I'm sure he'll be up soon."
"Good, I hope he'll be alright at school today."
"Karofsky won't be there. I'm sure he'll be fine. Finn and the others will look after him."
"I hope so. Now, do you need to leave?"
"No, I have a free period first up. I'll leave when Kurt is ready to go to school. I'll drop him off on the way home."
"Thank you Blaine. As soon as Kurt comes up, I want to head off to the garage. I'm going over to that boy's house at lunch and have a chat to his parents. I won't let this go on for any longer."
Just then, Kurt entered the kitchen and looked at his dad. He smiled and gave him a hug. Walking over to Blaine, he gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Looking over his shoulder, he saw his dad avert his eyes but he saw that he was smiling. He knew he would have to ease his dad into it. Knowing something and being confronted with it were two completely different things and he was glad to see that his dad was ok with him and Blaine. His dad told him that he had to head into work and that Blaine had offered to take him to school. With that, he hugged his son, said goodbye to Blaine and left the house.
The boys sat down at the table and ate breakfast, all the time holding hands. It was as if they didn't want to lose contact with each other. After breakfast they headed back downstairs so Kurt could clean his face and teeth. Blaine sat on the divan and watched Kurt as he performed his morning ritual. He was so cute and so meticulous.
Everything had it's own spot on the sink. As he finished, he turned the tap off and dried his hands on the towel before straightening it. Blaine just shook his head and lent back on his elbows so he could watch Kurt move around the room, collecting all his stuff and putting it in his messenger bag. When he was ready, he came and stood in front of Blaine. Then, he held out his hand and pulled Blaine up off the bed, telling him that if he was going to take him to school, they'd have to leave now.
Letting Kurt pull him up, he followed him up the stairs and out the front door. When they reached Blaine's car, he opened the door and waited for Kurt to hop in before shutting the door and walking around to the driver's side. On the drive to the school, they talked about mundane things. Kurt knew what Blaine was trying to do and he appreciated it. He was trying to take his mind off school and it was sort of working. When they arrived, Blaine parked his car in the middle of the lot. When he had parked, he turned off the engine and faced Kurt, taking his hand in his. Leaning in he placed a soft kiss on Kurt's lips before telling him to ring him at lunch. Kurt smiled, nodded and got out of the car. Blaine watched him walk to the front doors before starting the car and heading home.
When Kurt reached the front door he was surrounded by a group of people. For a split second he froze before he realised who it was. His fellow glee clubbers were all talking to him at once but they were all asking him the same thing so he held up his hand and waited for them to stop talking. Of course, Rachel was the last one to stop. When she had gone quiet he told them that he was fine. That he was looking forward to getting back to his classes and really looking forward to glee club that afternoon. When he reached his locker, he realised that they had all walked down the hall with him.
"Guys, I'm fine. You don't have to stay by my side all day. You all have your own classes to get to. Karofsky isn't here so I'll be fine. Really. I want you all to do what you'd normally do. But thank you all. It means a lot to me that you are all here for me. I'll see you all later."
With that, he shut and locked his locker before making his way to French class. What he didn't realise was that Azimio and some of the other football jerks had been watching the entire conversation from an empty classroom. At the mention of Karofsky's name, Azimio had clenched on fist and slammed it into his other hand. He wanted revenge for his friend.
Burt pulled the car up outside the Karofsky's house and turned off the engine. The house looked empty, but there was a car in the drive so he knew someone was home. Getting out of the car, he made his way up to the front door. After knocking, he waited for someone to answer. Checking his watch, he saw that it was only midday. Maybe no-one was home. He probably should have come later; he would have except that he had cars booked in all afternoon.
Just then, the front door opened. A young man stood there. Even though he was taller and bigger than Kurt, he knew that this was the boy. Taking a step backwards, Burt flexed his hands and forced himself to take deep breaths. Even after everything that this boy had done, he needed to remember that he was just that, a boy.
"Are you're parents home?"
"No Sir, they aren't. Can I tell them who called?"
"My name is Burt Hummel. I am Kurt's father."
Dave's face paled and he grabbed the door knob to stop himself from stumbling. Kurt's dad looked so angry. Dave was glad that his dad wasn't home. If this man spoke to his dad, his life would be over. He needed to leave Lima. This man would be back. He could tell from his reactions that Kurt had told him everything. Dave knew that it was only a matter of time. He had to leave today, now. He told Kurt's dad that his mum was at work and his dad would not get home until late that night. He hoped that Mr Hummel would leave quickly.
Burt looked at the boy, trying to decide if he was telling the truth. He waited for a minute before nodding and telling Dave that he would come back over on the weekend to speak to his parents. Dave closed the door and sank to the floor. He sat there for the next half hour, trying to decide where he could go. Ultimately, he decided to go to his Aunt Josephine in New York. She had always understood him and she never did like his father. But first, he needed to write some letters. There were some people he needed to explain things to.