A/N Ohmigod, guys. I am SO SORRY. I have no excuses. I've just been so busy with school, and homework, and family and friends - wait. That's an excuse. So I do have excuses. But I'm sorry. I really and truly and very much am. I hope I can make it up to you with this chapter. I hope. Sorry. Enjoy!

-Darcey

"Karofsky."

"Anderson."

"What are you doing at my boyfriend's house?" Dave considered telling Eyebrows exactly what he had been doing at 'his boyfriend's house', but decided againsed it. However much he wanted to hurt Eyebrows, telling him the truth would also put Kurt in a lot of trouble. And Dave couldn't do that. Not now.

"We were working out my song choice for Glee, dude. Stop being so paranoid!"

"I think I have a right to be paranoid, Karofsky, considering the last time we spoke, it was for you to tell me that you'd been kissing my boyfriend behind my back. Back off, alright? Leave Kurt alone. He's mine. I won. Face it and leave." The Hobbit raised his humungous eyebrows and smirked,

"Smarmy git" Dave muttered under his breath, not caring if Eyebrows heard. Actually, Dave wanted him to hear. He was a git, and -

"Kurt isn't a prize to be won! He doesn't belong to you! So you took him back. And you think that you're going to make me jealous that you're dating him and I'm not? You took him back, not the other way round. You wanted him, and he just went along with it."

"He loves me." Eyebrows' voice was shaking a little.

"Prove it."

Suddenly, The Hobbit smirked again, clearly at some memory -

"He proved it. The other night. His parents were out, and we decided to make the most of it-" Dave didn't want to hear any more, and luckily, he didn't have to.

"Blaine!" Kurt stood in the doorway, his voice livid. "Leave Dave alone! He just came to help me with some homework-" Dave felt a sinking feeling in his chest. Kurt's story didn't match his own. There was nothing more suspicious. Hopefully, Eyebrows wouldn't notice-

"Glee Songs, huh, Karofsky? I thought you were working out your song choice for Glee?"

Kurt bit his lip, realising that he'd just landed them in it.

"God, Eyebrows. It's not hard to do both. You're so damn suspicious about everything." Dave attempted to smooth over the situation.

"What did you call him?" Kurt's smile grew on his face.

"Eyebrows. Look at them, they're like triangles!" Dave grinned as Kurt laughed at the nickname. "There's also Hobbit, Gelmet, Curly... The list goes on."

Kurt grinned. "Sounds like something that Miss Sylvester would call him!" The Hobbit just stood there, his face reddening. He seemed to have forgotten to be suspicious in his embarrasment. Kurt noticed his boyfriend looking down, and with an apologetic glance at Dave, kissed the curly haired boy's forehead.

"Hey, we're just kidding." Kurt lifted up Eyebrows' chin, and pecked him quickly on the lips, before pulling him into a hug, and shooting another glance at Dave that clearly said

"I'm sorry."

Dave just nodded to show he understood, but understanding didn't stop it hurting.

"When are you going to end it?" he mouthed at Kurt, preying that Eyebrows didn't turn around.

"Today," Kurt mouthed back, his eyes gleaming. Dave smiled. Slowly, Eyebrows broke the hug, and Kurt sighed.

"Bye, Kurt." Dave muttered, knowing that now was his cue to leave.

"Bye, Dave."

1 new message from: Kurt

I couldn't. I'm sorry, Dave. I just couldn't.

-Kurt xx

Dave stared at the message for a full five minutes. He didn't even need to wonder what Kurt couldn't do. He couldn't break up with Blaine.

Hurt would come later, Dave knew, but for now, there was only anger. Only hatred for the boy with the triangle eyebrows, and frustration for the perfect boy whom he loved. And, despite what he'd said before, jealousy. Dave didn't even bother replying. He threw his phone on the floor. He collapsed onto the bed. He stared up at the ceiling. He let the tears fall.

A/N Short, I know. And I really am sorry. But the next one will be up shortly. I have a burst of insparation. I think. Whatever. Review. Please?