Title: Nothing In The World (Part One)
Author: Daughter Of Night
Summary: Extremely Angsty Kitty pining for Kurt, plus a small hint of someone else's angst. . .
Warnings: EXTREMELY Angsty. 'Nuff said, or I'll ruin it. . .
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I hate this. He loves me, I know. He's never actually said it, but I can tell. I hate having to not be with him.
Because I love him too.
Sure, some people may think that I'm just some stupid, valley-girl freshman, but I've got real feelings too.
And some people may think that I won't be with him because of how he looks, but it's really not like that.
It's complicated.
Well, not really. It's Lance. He said he couldn't make me not break up with him, but if he ever saw me with another guy, he'd kill him.
And I know what Lance can do. Sure, Kurt's a teleporter and all, but still, I'd rather not take that chance. I love Kurt.
So I hate this.
I almost blurted it out back there. He just looked so helpless, and sad. My heart breaks every time I see him. Yeah, I know it sounds cliché, but that's how I feel.
Nights in white satin.
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written.
Never meaning to send.
I stopped. Where was that music coming from? And how did it know that I wrote letters to Kurt? Almost every night. I began to follow the sound.
Beauty I'd always missed.
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is.
I can't say anymore.
I began to cry, silently. He probably thought, like everyone else, that I didn't like him because of how he looked. Really though, he's beautiful. Even how he looks. This might surprise people, but I don't even care about that any more. Even though, he does look pretty good.
I'm so confused. A minute ago, I was crying. Now I'm not. Sometimes I wonder if I won't tell him because I don't want him dead, or because I don't really love him, or because I want him to say it first.
Cuz I love you.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
I started crying again. Here we go.
Gazing at people.
Some hand-in-hand.
Just what I'm going through.
They can't understand.
Sure, people know what love is, but I don't really think they understand this. Most people will never be in this situation, being in love with someone and not being able to be with them.
Some try to tell me.
Thoughts they cannot defend.
Just what you want to be.
You will be in the end.
What exactly, do I want? Do I even know? What will I end up as, in the end? Do I even want to know?
Cuz I love you.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
I've found the source of the music. The door is closed. Logan's door. I put my hand on it and hang my head. He would know what it's like, having no chance. Damn, I hate this.
Cuz I love you.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Author: Daughter Of Night
Summary: Extremely Angsty Kitty pining for Kurt, plus a small hint of someone else's angst. . .
Warnings: EXTREMELY Angsty. 'Nuff said, or I'll ruin it. . .
~
I hate this. He loves me, I know. He's never actually said it, but I can tell. I hate having to not be with him.
Because I love him too.
Sure, some people may think that I'm just some stupid, valley-girl freshman, but I've got real feelings too.
And some people may think that I won't be with him because of how he looks, but it's really not like that.
It's complicated.
Well, not really. It's Lance. He said he couldn't make me not break up with him, but if he ever saw me with another guy, he'd kill him.
And I know what Lance can do. Sure, Kurt's a teleporter and all, but still, I'd rather not take that chance. I love Kurt.
So I hate this.
I almost blurted it out back there. He just looked so helpless, and sad. My heart breaks every time I see him. Yeah, I know it sounds cliché, but that's how I feel.
Nights in white satin.
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written.
Never meaning to send.
I stopped. Where was that music coming from? And how did it know that I wrote letters to Kurt? Almost every night. I began to follow the sound.
Beauty I'd always missed.
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is.
I can't say anymore.
I began to cry, silently. He probably thought, like everyone else, that I didn't like him because of how he looked. Really though, he's beautiful. Even how he looks. This might surprise people, but I don't even care about that any more. Even though, he does look pretty good.
I'm so confused. A minute ago, I was crying. Now I'm not. Sometimes I wonder if I won't tell him because I don't want him dead, or because I don't really love him, or because I want him to say it first.
Cuz I love you.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
I started crying again. Here we go.
Gazing at people.
Some hand-in-hand.
Just what I'm going through.
They can't understand.
Sure, people know what love is, but I don't really think they understand this. Most people will never be in this situation, being in love with someone and not being able to be with them.
Some try to tell me.
Thoughts they cannot defend.
Just what you want to be.
You will be in the end.
What exactly, do I want? Do I even know? What will I end up as, in the end? Do I even want to know?
Cuz I love you.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
I've found the source of the music. The door is closed. Logan's door. I put my hand on it and hang my head. He would know what it's like, having no chance. Damn, I hate this.
Cuz I love you.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.