Before they knew it, the break was over and school was looming before them, promising lots of stressing out and slushie facials.
Kurt had put together a fabulous outfit (It was nothing, he insisted) of a cream trench coat with blue jeans, and statement hot pink necklaces. She looked hot, there was no denying it, and Kurt had spent the evening before trying out different hair styles and make-up, although he just advised on colours and made her do it herself, as contrary to popular belief, he actually wasn't good with make-up. At all. Oh, he had a cover stick, to hide the bruises caused by day to day school life, but that was it. His flawless skin was down to a good diet and facial regime, not a carefully constructed make-up routine.
They had decided to curl her hair in loose waves, outline her eyes and put on a thick layer of gloss and some pinky blush.
Happy, they went to bed, Quinn with butterflies in her heavy stomach.
The next morning Kurt had Quinn up at six, dragging her towards the blasting shower, locked the door and started his usual routine, making breakfast (waffles with syrup and fruit) and cleaning Quinn's room. Quinn soon emerged from the shower, wrapped in a huge fluffy gown, gulped down her food so quickly she got hiccups and the baby kicked hard to complain, before Kurt dragged her down again and began to dry her hair. When dry, he skilfully twisted her hair into curls, set them and made her pull on her clothes before doing her makeup. Soon she was stunning and ready to go, leaving Kurt with 10 minutes to get ready, but he honestly didn't mind.
Quinn was glowing, and that was all that mattered, after all.
The school was buzzing when they entered, the bell was about to go, and since they had no joint classes they gave each other a small hug before rushing off to their respective classes.
1st Period World History for Kurt. He sat in his seat at the back of the class, hidden out of view from the teacher behind a hulking jock, fixing his hair and texting Quinn.
Hey bb, how is it going? xxx Kurt
Eh, ok. I haven't got much attention. Santana said she liked the jacket. Brittany flicked my curls. Leah, a girl in Calc said I looked very pretty. That was all. xxx Quinn
That's good. No boy attention?
Um, this weirdo kid Frankie said I looked hot... If it weren't for my bump.
Oh my god. The bastard! You should have hit him and say he could look hot if he changed everything about himself, and offer him the number of a plastic surgeon!
But then he would think I had surgery.
So?
Touché.
"Kurt Hummel! What year did Hitler invade Poland and what was the main camp there?" The teacher yelled, and he slipped his phone in his pocket and sighed. Poland, schmoland. All he cared about was Quinn.
The day passed in a blur for Quinn. She counted one wolf whistle, 6 compliments and one insult. Not too bad, she decided. Heading towards Kurt's car she pulled out her phone and logged online to her facebook before updating her status. 'Back to school. New term, new me! Thanks Kurt Hummel!'
Within minutes it had two likes, one from Brittany and one from... her mom?
Seeing Kurt approaching, she showed him her phone. 'Judy Fabray likes your status'. He looked at her awkwardly. "You know the way my dad is friendly with your family? Well, he kinda went and talked to your mom. He's going to be talking to her when we get home and hand the phone to you."
Quinn's smile fell. She looked at Kurt. He looked apologetically at her. "It was his idea! He doesn't want you to go home! Only if that's what you want! I'd love for you to stay."
Quinn looked at him. Really looked at him. Saw what an amazing person he was. She did the first thing that came to mind. She flung herself around his neck. "Let's go home then," she whispered.
A/N: THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER! What a way to wrap it up, I know. Feel free to moan. I was so stuck on plot ideas. I may or may not write a follow up, depending on what you guys say. Please answer these in your review:
Did you like how it ended? Would you have preferred more to it?
Would you like a follow up?
If so, which should be the follow up?
1: Quinn talking to her mom
2: Quinn moving out
3: Russell (her dad) apologizing
4: Other, I'll say in my review.
xxxxxx Verlein!