I'm sorry I've been so slack updating. I'll try to update more regularly, a lot of personal crap happened lately, but I'm back. I'm not sure how many chapters this story will have. I'll work it out as I go along.
"There she is!"
"Get her!"
In a split second, Delia was flat on her back, her head smashing into the concrete. She'd been at McKinley for half of the school year, and had made a few enemies.
"What are you doing?" Delia screamed, but the two figures didn't listen.
One of them punched her in the face, a sickening squelching noise following immediately after. The other figure simply kicked her, in the hips and legs. Stepping on her stomach, the figure spat some derisive words before laughing.
"Stop! No!" Delia screamed, and the figures dispersed as soon as someone came around the low-traffic corner.
"Help…" Delia gurgled. The person who walked around the corner was like Delia's little, Irish guardian angel.
"Delia?" Rory asked, rushing over to the bleeding girl. She'd managed to pull herself up alongside the building, sitting up.
"Rory?" Delia asked, her voice nasal.
"I'll get help." Rory said, insistently. Delia smiled and shook her head.
"It's alright. I'm not too bad. I've had worse." Delia said, grabbing her nose.
"But you're bleeding!" Rory exclaimed. Delia nodded and stood to her feet, shakily.
"I'll go to the nurse's office." Delia said. As she began to walk off, she realised that she'd been kicked harder than first suspected.
"Ah, crap…" Delia said, her leg buckling slightly. Rory rushed over and helped Delia support her weight. Delia smirked.
"What are you? A saint or something?" Delia asked as she began to limp towards the nurse's office, Rory supporting her.
"Like I said. I just want to help." Rory said. Delia smiled at him. People rarely wanted to help her.
"And, after what you did for Blaine and Kurt, I figure you deserve it." Rory continued. Delia looked at him.
"I'd kiss you if I wasn't so bloody." Delia said. When Rory went to respond, Kurt and Blaine walked around the corner.
"Delia?" Blaine asked, rushing over to the bloodied girl.
"Seriously? Three people walk around this corner in two minutes, and it's you three? How many people ever come around here?" Delia asked.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked.
"Rory and I are going to the nurse's office. We've got it under control." Delia said.
"What happened? Who did this?" Delia asked.
"I don't know. Some guys, from the hockey team, one would expect." Delia said as she continued walking, Rory still sustaining her balance. Blaine sighed.
"That's disgusting." Blaine said. Delia nodded.
"Tell me about it. But I'll be alright. Nothing's broken. I hope." Delia said. Rory looked at Blaine.
"I just found her like this." Rory said. Blaine nodded and looked at Delia, who tightened her grip around Rory's waist and leant her head on his side. Blaine couldn't help but smile. Delia could use a 'nice' guy. She'd been tossed around a lot. Not to mention the fact that-
"Blaine?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah?" Blaine asked.
"Should we wait for Delia?" Kurt asked. Blaine realised they were already at the nurse's office, Rory sitting with Delia inside, and nodded. Kurt and Blaine sat down next to each other.
"She likes him." Blaine said. Kurt laughed.
"Blaine, a blind man could see that." Kurt said.
In the nurse's office, the nurse had cleaned up Delia's face and looked at her nose.
"Well, it's not broken, but it's dislocated. I can pop it back in, and it's gonna bruise." she said. Delia sighed and nodded.
"Okay." she said, worriedly.
"I've got to tend to another patient, but I'll be back." the nurse left Rory and Delia in the cubicle. Delia turned to Rory, holding his hand.
"You'll be okay, Delia." Rory said. Delia calmed at that. If she was being honest with herself, she loved the way he said her name.
"You know, I'd come good on my offer." Delia said, biting her lip.
"What?" Rory asked.
"I'd kiss you." Delia said, smiling slightly. Rory was the only person Delia had felt comfortable around, other than Blaine and Kurt, at McKinley.
"Uh… Really?" he asked, a slight incredulousness to his tone. Delia smirked.
"People don't treat me like you treat me, Rory." Delia said. Rory sighed.
"Well, they should." Rory said. Delia smiled, but winced and tightened her grip on Rory's hand.
"Oh, God, that's… Ow." Delia said, closing her eyes. The nurse walked back into the office, looking at Delia's grip on Rory's hand. She smiled slightly.
"I don't know if your boyfriend is going to want to be here for this." the nurse said.
At this point, one of them should have gone 'Oh, no, we're not dating.'
But they didn't.
"Oh, no, I need him here. Because I'll punch someone if he's not holding my hand." Delia said.
"Are you alright with it?" the nurse asked. Rory nodded but secretly looked away as the nurse leant over Delia.
"This is gonna hurt, sweetie." the nurse said. Delia held Rory's hand tightly and with a slight crack, her nose was back into place.
"Mother of God!" Delia yelled, the nurse handing her an icepack to put on her nose.
"Are you alright?" Rory asked. Delia nodded.
"I think so." Delia said. Just then, Blaine and Kurt walked into the room.
"Hey, Delia." Blaine said, walking over to her and examining the damage. Kurt looked over as well, but instead of focusing on her injury, focused on her holding hands with a certain Irishman.
"Delia, you got yourself some pretty good moral support, I see." Kurt remarked. Delia looked over at Kurt and smirked slightly.
"I suppose." she said. Blaine stood back next to Kurt and Delia sat herself up slightly, looking around.
"God, I feel like I'm in a porno." Delia said.
"I'm sorry?" Rory asked.
"I'm in a nurse's office, I'm a vulnerable, surrounded by three men. Anyone wanna play doctor?" Delia asked. Blaine's shook his head and rolled his eyes.
"You… haven't changed a bit." walking over and kissing Deli on the cheek.
"We'd better get to class." Kurt said to Blaine as they walked out of the room. Delia turned to Rory.
"You didn't correct the nurse when she called you my boyfriend." Delia said.
"Neither did you." Rory replied.
"Touché." Delia smiled.
"Indeed." Rory smirked back. Delia blushed slightly and took a deep breath in.
"Would you be interested in… being my boyfriend? I mean, I haven't known you for very long, but… I don't know. It's fine if you're not, I mean, it's no big deal, but-"
"Yes." Rory said.
"-I mean, if you wanted to and… What?" Delia asked.
"I'd be interested. Only if you were offering." Rory said. Delia grinned.
"Well, I'm offering." Delia said, quietly.
"I'd be more than happy to take you up on your offer." Rory said. Delia smiled.
"I think it's only fair to warn you, though. I go back to Ireland in a few months, at the end of the year." Rory said. Delia's face dropped slightly.
"Well… We'd better make the most of it now, yeah?" Delia asked. Rory smiled slightly, blue eyes bright. Delia smiled and stood up, looking Rory in the eyes.
"I've got PE. But I'll see you at lunch, right?" Delia asked. Rory nodded.
"Okay." Delia said, kissing Rory on the cheek before walking out of the office. Rory sat himself down and took a deep breath in.
"I've got a girlfriend." he said to himself.