So I was thinking I should probobly tell you that in this fic Dave joined Glee-club a week or so after Kurt changed school. He's on civil terms with everyone and kind of friends with Puck (and I guess Finn to now).
Glee-club was noisy. It was the first thing Dave ever noticed, that when they were excited they had a tendency to behave like kindergardeners. Today he didn't mind tough, he just wanted to be left alone. Then he noticed what they were talking about. Kurt. Of course they are talking about Kurt. This is a big moment for them, getting their friend back. Their friend that I drove away, oh no they're going to hate me again! I'm going to be stuck with all them stupid jocks, with no Glee-club and no friends. Dave could feel his chest tightening again, another panic-attack no doubt. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, looking up Finn was smiling slightly. Probobly meant to be reasuring. It was a little bit, but Dave wasn't going to tell Finn that.
"Hey Dave, my man Kurt is coming back to school. You're not going to be a big fat jerk again are you?" Puck was looking at me all serous. This is going to end miserably, I just know it.
"Not going to be a problem anymore - right Dave?" Finns voice perked up from behind Dave.
"Right" Dave nodded, not sure his voice could handle telling Puck anything else. Mr Schuester started calling attention, demanding that the excited teens settle down so that they could have a proper meating.
Rachel was talking about having some kind of concert for Kurt, with all of the members singing a solo to him. Finn nudged him and whispered:
"Dude, that's what you need to do. Kurt's big on romantic gestures and it's pretty much your only chance to get him to listen to you. He's not your biggest fan you know." Dave thought about this, was he ready to apologise to Kurt? Maby... You're running out of energy lying to yourself, if you tell him... Well he can't hate me more right? Dave watched Finns face, seeing the ernest wish to help him in those brown eyes.
"Okay. I'll sing." Glee went quiet, and Dave saw the doubt shining in their eyes. "I want to do this, please let me do this."
"What are you going to sing Dave?" Rachel piped up. Thank you! David tried to send this message through his eyes. He smiled slightly, knowing just the song.
"I'll sing it for you." Dave sat by the piano and felt out the first notes of the song that he would play with all of his heart.
The party was on a friday, held in the choir room. The place Kurt had some of his greatest memories from McKinley here. Everybody agreed that it would probobly be the best place for him to apologise. Dave was sitting in one of the closets next to the stage, feeling real nervous. He could hear the other kids singing for Kurt - and was quite touched at Mercedes performance of My Best Friend by Weezer, a song he always enjoyed but didn't think she would know about. His phone vibrated, scaring him a bit. Hey I can feel your nerves from out here, chill out dude! It'll be fine or whatever :) - Puck Dave smiled, count on Puck to be overly cheerful at the wrong times. He heard the last notes of Mercedes song, his que now. He wiped his sweaty hands on his dark jeans. Right Karofsky - showtime!
He walked out of the closet, almost tripping once before he had made his way over to the piano. Kurt was smiling at Mercedes giving the girl a massive hug, probobly crying a bit too. He took a big breath, and slowly lowered his hands to the black and white keys.
Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren't the same
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die
Dave looked straight into the magnificent eyes of one wonderboy that had made his way into the heart of big, bad Karofsky. Sincerely meaning every word coming out of his mouth.
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I cant take it back.
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
This time I think, I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
You get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die
He could see the chock on that georgeus face, not knowing if that was from Dave's good singingvoice, his pianoplaying or the words. Not ready to see any other reaction he closed his eyes, imagening adoration or approval on Kurt's face and sang the song with all the feelings inside. Letting the guilt of every shove and slushie creep into his voice.
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I cant take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
Every single day, I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right
Oh yeah
Sorry
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I cant take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
I'm sorry baby - yeah I'm sorry
The last notes of the song slowly played out by his hands. He didn't dare open his eyes still, his heart was beating hard and fast. Like after a great hockeygame or a good run. But he was afraid that if his eyes opened, there would be nothing but hate on the face of the boy he.. h-he loved. Shit Karofsky, this was such a bad idea. Of course he still hates you, this isn't enough. You can never do enough to apologise for the hurt you've put him through. Dave slumped on the piano-bench, this was going to be his last Glee-meating ever. At least he had sung something that meant something to him, right? That was what Mr. Shue always said. Song isn't just a way to spend ones time, it's a way to get out feelings.
This didn't ease the heavy pressure on his shoulders tough. This is going to end badly.
The first clap scared him, his head snapped up and he saw every member of Glee. They were looking at him with smiles that reached their eyes. But he could see that it was Rachel who had started the famous slow-clap. The clichéd one that's in all the movies. Dave felt a small rush of pride as everybody joined in, even Mercedes who had always held a grudge against him. But his eyes focused on a small movement coming from the point of his affections. Kurt stood up and slowly made his way over to Dave. One of his perfectly manicured hand streched out and was placed on his shoulder.
"Thank you, that was amazing" Oh thank heavens! Dave let out a slow sigh.
The song: Sorry - Buckcherry
As short as the rest of my shit, but I just wanted to give all of you this. I can't belive this story has gotten the support it has. My inbox is filled with messages about Story Alerts, Favourites and some reviews also. THANK YOU, you make me feel all fuzzy inside -
And I'm totally aware of the pun of Dave sitting in a closet - just couldn't resist ^_^
Oh and by the way - I'm looking for a beta for this story (and possibly other storys too) since I'm not from an englishspeaking country and since I tend to misspell everything these days. anybody intrested can PM me :D