DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE.

Text messages are in italics.

Lyrics are in bold italics.


Noah had to have the hardest conversation of his life that afternoon.

He decided it was the hardest because, it really isn't easy telling the girl you got pregnant and had a child with, that you like fucking men too.

And it was also extremely hard, because she was one of his closest friends. When he couldn't talk to Kurt about something, he knew he could talk to Quinn.

"Noah, you may be my best friend, but you can't just move in after giving me half an hour of notice before you actually start bringing things into my room."

"Quinn, I'm sorry but I just couldn't stay there any longer."

"Why not, you and Kurt are the closest friends I have ever seen! What could possibly make you want to leave there!"

"Well Kurt was my boyfriend, and we sort of had a major fight."

"Ok, keep going."

"Wait, you don't seem surprised by the fact that I am bisexual and Kurt is my boyfriend."

"I have seen the way you look at some guys, and I saw the way you look at Kurt. You absolutely adore him! I suspected you might have a crush on him, but the fact that he would have somebody like you as his boyfriend caught me off guard a bit…"

"Exactly, him having a person like me as a boyfriend. That's what this fight is about. It is about that Jason guy."

"He is Kurt's best friend, they are both openly gay, they have the same interests, they have a lot in common. They are soul mates."

"I know! That's how I know Kurt is cheating on me with him. Stupid, smooth, pale, Australian…"

"That's how you should be assured Kurt is not cheating on you!"

"What? They have everything in common. How could he not!"

"For one, Kurt would never cheat on any boyfriend he would ever have. Plus, it is great that they are so similar. Kurt is in a relationship with you, not him, because he can teach you new things, he can talk on a deeper level than designers, fashion, skin care. He loves you."

"I guess…"

"And you treated him like shit. You didn't even give him time to explain." There was a knock on the door "But here is your chance. Hurt him and I will end you."


Kurt waited patiently at the door while Quinn and Noah argued about Noah not wanting to open the door.

As Kurt had been in the middle of performing an oil change at work ten minutes ago, he received a text from Quinn.

Kurt,

Can you come over to mine ASAP?

Noah is here.

He needs you.

I am making him give you a chance to explain.

I know you didn't do anything wrong, but he needs to hear it.

Love, Q. xx

Kurt was almost angered by this.

Noah had made wild accusations, so why should Kurt have to go and seek him out and explain himself.

But Kurt did love Noah.

And Kurt knew that Noah loved him.

He would go over there, just for Noah.

So he packed his bag, and got to his car to begin the short drive over to Quinn's house.

He flicked the radio over to his favourite station and, thankfully, his favourite song came on, it instantly gave him more confidence.

We don't care what people say, we know the truth

Enough is enough of this horse shit

I am not a freak, I was born with my freedom.

Don't tell me I'm less than my freedom.

I'm a bitch, I'm a loser baby maybe I should quit

I'm a jerk, wish I had the money but I can't find work

I'm a brat, I'm a selfish punk, I really should be smacked

My parents tried until they got divorced 'cause I ruined their lives

Kurt thought that that line resounded very much with Noah's story, even though he didn't ruin their lives, he strongly believed that he did.

I'm a bad kid and I will survive

Oh I'm a bad kid, don't know wrong from right

I'm a bad kid and this is my life

One of the bad kids, don't know wrong from right

(This is my life)

Don't be insecure if your heart is pure

You're still good to me if you're a bad kid baby

Don't be insecure if your heart is pure

You're still good to me if you're a bad kid baby

A bad kid baby

(Don't be insecure)

I'm a twit, degenerate young rebel and I'm proud of it

Pump your fist if you would rather mess up than put up with this

I'm a nerd, I chew gum and smoke in your face, I'm absurd

I'm so bad and I don't give a damn, I love it when you're mad

When you're mad, when you're mad.

I'm a bad kid and I will survive

Oh I'm a bad kid, don't know wrong from right

I'm a bad kid and this is my life

One of the bad kids, don't know wrong from right

(This is my life)

Don't be insecure if your heart is pure

You're still good to me if you're a bad kid baby

Don't be insecure if your heart is pure

You're still good to me if you're a bad kid baby

A bad kid baby

(Don't be insecure)

I'm not that typical baby

I'm a bad kid like my mom and dad made me

I'm not that cool and you hate me

I'm a bad kid, that's the way that they made me

I'm a bad kid I'm disastrous

Give me your money or I'll hold my breath

I'm a bad kid and I will survive

One of the bad kids, don't know wrong from right

Don't be insecure if your heart is pure

You're still good to me if you're a bad kid baby

Don't be insecure if your hea-

The music cut out as Kurt switched off the car after he pulling up in the driveway of Quinn's house.

The house was very tidy from the outside. The hedges were perfectly pruned, and the gravel driveway was striking in the bright afternoon sunlight.

He made his way through the garden park to the front door, knocked, and waited for an answer.

Eventually the door was opened.


Quinn appeared at the front door, lightly grabbed Kurt by the hand and led him into the sitting room, where he saw Noah, perched at the very edge of the couch, looking into the empty fireplace, his back facing the door.

Quinn ushered him into the room and left to join her mother in the backyard by the pool.

Kurt walked softly over to Noah and kissed him lightly on the back of his mainly shaved head.

Noah shifted along the maroon couch to allow Kurt to sit beside him comfortably.

They sat in silence for a moment before the silence was shattered by a scream followed by a splash.

They both looked out the window to see Quinn emerging from the pool, her hair clinging to her soft face, her mother rolling on the paving beside the pool, her face red from laughter.

Noah and Kurt let out a soft laugh and turned back to face each other, their eyes connecting.

There was another moment of silence before Kurt opened his mouth to speak.

"I didn't cheat on you, you know."

"I understand that now, I'm so sorry. It's just… He is perfect for you."

"He may be perfect for me, but I don't feel the same way about him that I do about you."

"Kurt, I love you."

Kurt's shoulders slackened.

"I love you too Noah. I really do. Oh and by the way… My dad knows about us too…"

Noah reached over to his boyfriend, and pulled him in for a deep kiss.

They lay on the couch for what seemed like hours, ravenously pressing deep, kisses into each other's warm mouths.

Noah grinded softly, yet assertively against Kurt's pelvis, their erections rubbing against each other's through their tight jeans.

"Baby, these pants are so tight, would you help me get out of them?" Noah said with a wink.

"Only if you get me out of mine too." Kurt said, thrusting upwards against Noah's still-thrusting pelvis.

"There will be no such happenings." Quinn said sternly from the doorway "Now that you have made up, maybe you could get your horny asses off my couch and get back to your own house."

"Yes Quinny. We'll get going now." The boys said in unison.

Noah walked out the front door after giving Quinn a quick hug.

Kurt followed behind him, giving Quinn a kiss on the cheek and a quick thank you.


Kurt brought Noah into the house by the hand. As he had expected, Burt and Carole were sitting at the table awaiting them.

"Take a seat boys." Carole said cheerfully.

The boys took two seats on one side of the table, close to one another.

"Firstly, we would like to congratulate you on your relationship." Burt said, grudgingly, obviously instructed on what he was to say by Carole.

"Thank you sir." Noah replied.

"We also want you to know that we understand that you are both 18. And that you both have sexual needs. So, we are going to allow you to keep sleeping in the same bad on two conditions." Carole said.

"Anything." Kurt said.

"You must both be safe and you must not pressure each other into sexual activities. Also, can you please keep the noise down if you do it, we live in this house too, and I will not be able to control Burt if he hears his son being violated." Carole said.

Burt didn't want his little boy violated, but he knew that at this age, the hormones couldn't be controlled.

Noah knew that the part about pressuring into sex was aimed at him.

"Of course Carole. And thank you, both of you. Kurt means everything to me, and I know that I can take really good care of him. I love him." Noah said, tears springing to his eyes, but never escaping.


A/N:

Hey Lovies!
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