Prompt: Neela - "I keep asking myself why he went back, it's like a hammer in my head" - 'ER'
I walked slowly down the corridor of the academic building of Dalton Academy. Despite the fact that the halls were crowded with my peers, they didn't actually seem full of life to me any longer. I missed the feeling of Kurt's hand in mine on the occasions where we could walk to class together. Missed seeing his bright smile through the sea of blazers when our paths crossed briefly. Missed the sound of his laughter echoing over the buzz of voices.
To put it simply, I missed Kurt. For about the hundredth time I found myself asking why he had gone back to Mckinley and it was only the start of day two here without him. The rest of the school year was going to seem so long without him here.
Deep down though, I knew why he had gone back. Kurt had never been truly happy here at Dalton. Sure, he felt welcomed and had made friends, but the traditions and dress codes of the school had been stifling for someone with such a strong sense of individuality like Kurt had. I also knew that he had missed his old friends. If I had doubted that, seeing their interaction in the McKinley courtyard would have solved that.
Kurt had come to Dalton because he had been afraid for his life at McKinley. That threat was gone now, so it was only natural that Kurt would want to go back to be with his friends. The fact that New Directions were going to Nationals was also part of the allure. I had wondered more than once if Kurt would have stayed if the Warblers had won Regionals instead of his old school.
But there was no point in contemplating what-ifs. The fact was, Kurt had returned to McKinley and if our brief conversation this morning was any indication, he was happier there. I was happy about his departure on that account but it didn't help me missing him any.
Kurt's heart had been at McKinley ever since he had come to Dalton and now mine was too.