The Night and Days of Kurt: The Continuation
Author: GleekShip
Spoilers: Takes off from Season 2
Summary: The continuation of the Night and Days of Kurt. This time, the boys learn to deal with a public relationship . . . with a few bumps along the way.
Pairings: Kurt/Noah/Sam
The Night and Days of Kurt: The Continuation
Night #48
KURT
That boy needs major counseling. Like major.
Kurt shudders and clenches his hands until they're white on the steering wheel. His eyes look down the darkening road as he makes his way towards his boyfriends house.
Hopefully my little rant will get things into perspective for him.
Kurt's frown turns into a smile once he sees Noah's house. He lets out a sigh of relief as he pulls into the empty driveway. His eyes narrow as he steps out into the cool night air.
Why isn't Noah's truck here? He better have not left his poor sister alone while she's sick.
Kurt makes quick work and is standing in front of the front door in no time. He knocks quickly, yet firmly, before standing back and waiting.
Maybe his mom took his truck.
"Hello." The door opens and a small girl is revealed.
"Sarah." Kurt holds out a hand. "I'm Kurt."
"I know who you are. I remember seeing you at the hospital. You look a lot better now." She adds with a smile.
"Well thank you. Anyways, I was looking for your brother." Kurt smiles.
"No . . . he hasn't been here since this morning, before school." Sarah tells Kurt with confused eyes.
Kurt's mouth drops open. "So you've been left here alone, while you're sick?" Kurt is outraged.
How could Noah do something like this?
"First off, I'm eight. I can take care of myself." Sarah snaps.
"I'm not saying that, but Noah said he was babysitting you because-" Sarah cuts him off with a laugh.
"No. No hasn't babysat me in forever. I'm not a baby anymore." Sarah is still stuck up on this point.
"Wait." Kurt bites his lip. "You mean he hasn't been babysitting you for the last week."
"I just said that." Sarah is getting impatient.
"And you're not sick?" Kurt asks slowly.
"No I'm not. Are we done here? My show is on." Sarah looks at him with a serious expression.
Kurt slowly nods as he steps back. The door is then slammed in his face.
Where the heck is Noah then?
Kurt's eyes narrow as he makes his way back to his car.
And why'd he lie to us?
Kurt sighs as he shuts the car door behind him.
What . . . what else is Noah lying about?
SAM
Sam stares at the rapidly cooling popcorn in the bowl on his table. His eyes start glazing over.
What's taking Kurt so long? Why's he standing me up?
Sam sighs and leans back, letting his head fall back onto the couch. He stares at the ceiling.
Surely he has a reason. It's not like . . . he's losing interest. Noah's not either. No . . . they love me and I love them. That's all that matters . . . right?
Sam lets out a sigh. He looks back down to the table. On either side of the bowl of popcorn are a few DVD's that both he and Kurt would love to watch.
Maybe we need some time apart, instead of trying to spend all this time together. NO! Jesus Sam, why would you think of something like that?
Sam groans and is barely able to here a quick pounding on the door. He sighs and rises to his feet. He makes his way to the door and opens it. A smile appears on his face and the doubt is washed away.
"Kurt." Sam smiles as he pulls his boyfriend into a kiss.
Kurt pulls back before their lips touch. "We need to talk."
Sam frowns. "That doesn't sound good."
Dang it. I was right. He doesn't want me anymore.
Sam twitches nervously as he steps aside and lets Kurt into the house. Kurt only goes a few feet before turning and kissing Sam softly on the lips.
"Sorry Sammy. My mind is just racing right now." Kurt apologizes before grabbing Sam's hand and pulling the blonde after him.
Sam is barely able to shut the front door before Kurt drags him.
Okay . . . stop panicking. This is just Kurt being worried. It has nothing to do with you.
"So what's up?" Sam asks as he sits down.
"I . . . I don't know where to begin." Kurt says as he stares down at his boyfriend.
Sam rolls his eyes and pulls Kurt down to sit in his lap. "Why don't you start from the beginning." Sam says as he runs his finger up and down Kurt's back.
Kurt gulps before looking at Sam. "But it's really bad."
"Then we'll fix it together. You-" He kisses Kurt on the temple. "-me-" He kisses Kurt's jaw and cups his face. "-and Noah." Sam tilts Kurt's head to look at him. He waits for their eyes to connect. "What's wrong Kurt?"
Kurt sighs and leans closer to Sam. Sam wraps his arms around Kurt and holds him as tight as possible.
"You know how I was supposed to meet Brit?" Sam nods and Kurt gulps. "Well Brittany never showed. She sent me a text saying she was going to be late."
Sam's eyes narrow as Kurt snuggles deeper into his neck. "Then why'd you text me saying you were going to be late again."
Kurt sits back and wraps his arms around Sam's neck. "Karofsky showed up."
Sam's heart stops. "He . . . he showed up. What happened?"
Kurt looks sort of guilty. "He tried having dinner with me. And I tried every polite excuse that I could think of, but he was very persistent."
"So you stayed." Sam assumes.
"I'm sorry." Kurt pouts.
"It's fine Kurt. I trust you." Sam reassures the boy. "What happened next?"
"Well we finished eating, but . . . he tried to kiss me." Kurt whispers the last part.
Sam's jaw locks and his arms become tense around Kurt.
He's gonna die.
"Please don't do anything." Kurt rushes to say. "I told him that he and I would never happen. That I have two boys that I love and I would never change that. And I threatened him." Kurt adds with a weak smile. "Saying that you, and Noah and dad. Everyone we know would protect me if he tried it again."
Sam lets out a shaky breath a smiles at his boyfriend. "I'm so proud of you Kurt. Fighting Karofsky without violence." Kurt lets out a sigh of relief before Sam pulls him in for a soft kiss. "But when we tell Noah, we need to chain him up so he doesn't do anything stupid."
Kurt chuckles before frowning. "Yeah . . . about that . . . there's more."
Sam's eyes narrow. "What else did Karofsky do?"
"Nothing." Kurt says quickly. "I left him at Breadsticks."
Sam lets out a frustrated sigh. "Is what happened next worse?"
"It could be." Kurt says a little unsure. "I figured that I had time since I left Karofsky early. So I decided to go to Noah's house to check on Sarah."
"How is she?" Sam asks with a concerned voice.
"That's the thing. She wasn't sick." Kurt says with disbelief. "And then she tells me that Noah never babysits her."
Sam cocks his head slightly to the side. "So what was he doing then?"
"I don't know." Kurt shrugs. "He wasn't there and Sarah said she hasn't seen him since this morning."
"Maybe something happened." Sam tries to reason.
"He lied to us." Kurt says firmly. "About Sarah being sick . . . and about babysitting." Kurt reconnects his teary eyes with Sam. "He's been lying to us, and . . . he's been going somewhere else."
"No." Sam says shaking his head. "We have to trust him Kurt. He'd only lie if it was really important."
"But . . ." Kurt shakes his head slowly and a few loose tears fall. "What if he-
"Listen to me Kurt." Sam takes Kurt's face in both of his hands and makes his boyfriend look at him. "Noah wouldn't cheat on us. He wouldn't. We just need to ask him." Sam lets out a shaky breath. "He has us Kurt. He loves us. He would never hurt us like that."
Kurt hesitates before slowly nodding. "Alright. I'll ask him tomorrow. We'll ask him." Kurt adds as he reaches up to take Sam's hands. "Okay?"
"Yeah." Sam kisses Kurt softly on the back of his hands. "Now lets watch a movie and focus on that for now. We don't need anymore worry tonight."
NOAH
Noah steps out of the house with a frown.
I'm getting tired of this.
He reaches his truck and slides in. The first thing he does is grab a bottle of cologne from his backpack and douses himself with it.
Gotta get rid of the smell.
Noah makes sure the smell is gone. He looks into the rear-view mirror and quickly wipes his face clean of everything that happened.
UNKNOWN
They try the doorknob. They chuckle as it turns easily and allows them into the house. The first thing they notice is that the TV is on in the living room, but they've already known that. They slowly push into the house.
Well isn't that nice.
On the couch are two boys. One blonde, one brunette. The blonde has his arms wrapped tight around the brunette.
This is the happiness I should be having.
They steps closer to the couch and peers over. The brunettes head is laying on the blonde chest, a small smile plastered to each face. They reach down and run their hands softly through the brown hair.
This will be mine. All very soon.
Ta-da. What do you think? There's a lot of stuff going on with Noah and the Unknown, but you shall not know what I know. So leave me a nice long review on what you think. These reviews are my inspiration.
