IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ: I misspoke in the last chapter. Yeah, I know. Sam, I've decided is actually fourteen. NOT 17 OKAY? I HOPE YOU READ THIS.
Anyways. Chapter 6. Sorry it took me so long you guys. The chapter just wouldn't finish! Every time I tried ending it, it would just spark another idea that carried on tooooo long. MUCH TOO LONG.
So, without further ado, Chapter 6 of Leave Me Alone.
Kurt woke up the next morning, and began his moisturizing routine. When his face was fully moisturized, he made his way downstairs to find Carole in the kitchen, making breakfast. He reached into the fridge to get out eggs and milk for pancakes, and started helping her.
They ate breakfast together, Kurt talking about Blaine and the dinner later that night.
"He was acting weird. I mean, it's normal to be nervous about your parents meeting your boyfriend, but it was more than that. I have a bad feeling about tonight." Kurt said.
"Well, all I have to say is just be yourself, okay? No good comes out trying to be someone you're not. If they don't like you for who you are, then they're missing out." Carole said, smiling.
"Yeah, you're right. Thanks Carole." Kurt said, finishing his breakfast and getting up to put his dishes in the sink.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find something to wear tonight. At lunch, could you bring mine up to my room? It'll take all day to find the right thing to wear…" Kurt trailed off, already considering possibilities.
"Sure!" Carole said, already at the sink washing dishes.
Kurt walked up the stairs, and past Finn, who was walking towards the kitchen, in a trance.
Poor thing, Kurt thought. The only thing keeping him awake is the smell of food.
He smiled.
It was 7:21. Blaine was pacing back and forth in his room, worrying. Worrying about what was about to happen in 10 minutes. Worrying about how the night was going to turn out. Worrying about what Kurt would do.
7:26.
Blaine was starting right at the clock now, willing time to just stop then.
7:27.
Oh god. He'll be here soon. Blaine thought. Should I wait outside? No, that's probably a bad idea, he'll sense something. I'll wait inside.
Blaine went downstairs and stood next to the door, waiting for Kurt to arrive. He then decided to wait in the living room, so he wouldn't open the door right as Kurt rang the doorbell.
He paced the living room.
"Calm down, Blaine." Sam said, walking into the living room. "You're the older one here. How am I supposed to take you seriously when Eva has to meet them?"
"You're not that much younger…" Blaine muttered.
"Blaine, I'm three years younger."
"It's not that much of a difference…"
"Blaine…"
"Yeah, you're right. Thanks for being here for me, Sam. I'll be there for you when the time comes. As will Kurt, in spirit. I don't think it would help to have the boyfriend and the girlfriend here at the same time." He said with a small laugh.
"It shouldn't even matter…" Sam said quietly, tears forming in her eyes.
Blaine stopped pacing and looked at his sister. He didn't like it when she cried. Especially considering the fact that usually the reason she did was because of their parents.
"Sammy, come here." Blaine said, walking towards her, arms out.
Sam was a little bit smaller than Blaine, with brown hair and eyes to match, freckles peppering the bridge of her nose. She laid her head on his shoulder, and he kissed the top of her head.
"I know it's hard Sam. But we'll get through it. I'm here for you, and so are Kurt and Eva. I'll always be there for you, okay?" Blaine said, pulling back to look at her.
Sam nodded.
Suddenly the doorbell rang, causing Blaine to freeze.
Sam hugged him tighter, in an effort to calm him down.
"Just like you'll be there for me, I'm here for you, Blaine. Now, you'd better get to the door before mom does." Sam said, pushing him towards the door.
Wow, he could have at least told me how huge his house was! Kurt thought as he pulled up into his boyfriend's huge driveway. Now I'm really nervous. What if I'm not up to their expectations? What if I say something wrong? Kurt asked himself as he walked up to the front door.
With a deep breath, he rang the doorbell. He stood there, waiting for someone to open the door, getting even more nervous with every passing second.
Finally, somebody opened the door. Kurt froze.
"Hey." Blaine said.
"Hey, yourself." Kurt said, letting go of all the air he'd been holding in. He leaned forward to kiss him.
"So yeah!" Blaine said, turning around, narrowly escaping the kiss. "We should go inside now."
Kurt was a little confused, but decided that Blaine was just nervous.
Kurt followed Blaine inside, and into the living room where Sam was waiting.
"Hi!" Sam said, taking Kurt's hand. "I'm Sam. I assume you're Blaine's boyfriend, Kurt, right?"
"Yeah, that's me."
"I've heard so much about you from Blaine. He's like a lovesick puppy; he talks about you all the time." Sam said, laughing.
"Is that so?" Kurt said, glancing at Blaine and raising an eyebrow.
Blaine blushed and looked at the ground, nodding.
"Well, we should probably head into the dining room. Might as well get this over with, shall we?" Sam said.
"Yeah." Blaine said, motioning Kurt to follow him.
Kurt reached to grab Blaine's hand, but he pulled his away.
What's going on? Kurt thought, looking a little hurt, which didn't really make a difference, since Blaine was walking in front of him.
They walked into the dining room. The room wasn't too fancy. There was a table in the middle of the room. It was set for five, one at each end, two on one side, and one on the other. The chairs had red and gold pillows on them, the table cloth matching.
What, no chandelier? Kurt thought after looking up at the ceiling that was missing the large hanging glass decoration. He laughed quietly to himself.
The end seats were occupied, one by a woman with long brown hair, pulled into a bun. She was wearing a business-type dress. The other had a man taller than Kurt, with curly brown hair, which was gelled down like Blaine's usually was. Blaine's hair was devoid of gel, which really made Kurt happy. He never liked his hair gelled down. He too had a business suit on.
They were both wearing smiles that didn't reach their eyes.
"Well, hello there. You must be Kurt." Blaine's father said.
"Hi! I'm very pleased to meet you." Kurt said, noting the fake smiles. He could tell when people were being sincere or not. He'd had years of practice.
"I'm Nathaniel, and this is my wife, Alexandra, and we're Blaine and Samantha's parents." Blaine's father said.
Kurt offered his hand to Blaine's mom, who looked at it like it was a dead animal. She reluctantly shook it, afterwards wiping her hands on her napkin.
"Mom!" Blaine shouted, glaring at her.
"No, it's okay. I guess I just had something on my hand." Kurt said, smiling, and ignoring the rude gesture.
"Why don't we sit down and eat now?" Sam said, making her presence known.
"Yes, let's." Blaine said.
Blaine and Kurt took the two chairs that were next to each other, and Sam took the chair across from them.
"So, Kurt. What school do you go to?" Blaine's father asked once everybody had started eating.
"McKinley High. All of my friends go there." Kurt said.
"Are you in their glee club?" He asked.
"Yeah. We're called the New Directions, and I have a lot of fun singing and dancing with everyone. I didn't have any friends before glee club. Mercedes, Tina, Lauren, and everyone else are like family to me." Kurt said, smiling.
"Are there any guys?" Blaine's mom asked.
"Yeah. There's Noah Puckerman, but everyone calls him Puck; Finn Hudson, he's my stepbrother; Mike Cha―"
"Are they gay too?" His mom interrupted.
"Mother!" Blaine and Sam shouted simultaneously.
"Um, no they aren't." Kurt said with a laugh.
"Okay. I'll be blunt." His mom paused, trying to get her words together. "Is being gay contagious? I mean, we don't want our son catching it."
Both Blaine and Sam had their mouths hanging open, completely surprised at what their mother had just said.
Kurt himself was surprised by her stupidity. He nearly snapped, before he realized what she'd just said.
"First, no, gay is not contagious. You are born being gay. Second, Blaine?" Kurt said, turning to look at his boyfriend, who was now staring at his plate. "Can I speak with you privately?" He said, getting up and walking towards the door.
Blaine said nothing, but pushed his chair back, and followed behind Kurt.
They walked into the living room, Kurt in front and Blaine still behind him. Kurt kept his back to Blaine, when he broke the silence.
"Look, Kurt, I'm sorry for all of the stupid stuff they keep saying. I know it's really rude of them―"
"Blaine, what the hell?" Kurt said furiously, turning around to face him.
"I know, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry―"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't want to come because of what they would do."
"No, Blaine." Kurt said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Why didn't you tell me that your parents don't know that you're gay?"
Blaine froze.
"I thought I was coming here to meet your parents as your boyfriend, Blaine. But, you haven't even told your parents about yourself. You're out at school, but in the closet at home. I see what's going on now. I just don't want to believe it."
"Kurt, you don't understand…"
"What? The fact that you've been lying to me? I looked up to you, Blaine. You were out, and proud, and you gave me courage. I understand that perfectly, Blaine."
"No, you don't!" Blaine shouted, turning his back to Kurt, tears burning in his eyes. "If I tell them, they'll throw me out the moment I turn 18. I can't leave Sam here all alone!" His tears were now threatening to fall. "I can't. I told her I'd be there for her. And I need to. I will." He said, in a voice so weak it was barely audible.
"Blaine…"
"And I'm sorry if that's not good enough. I'm really sorry, but I have to take care of her, and if that means that you stop loving me―"
Blaine suddenly felt arms around him, and let out a loud sob, tears streaming down his face.
"I'd never do that to you." Kurt said, softly. "This is a time where a person needs someone the most, and all I'm doing is yelling at you. Instead of comforting you, I yelled at you, and accused you of something that wasn't even true. I'm so sorry, Blaine." Kurt said, hugging him tighter. "I'm sorry." He said very quietly.
Blaine turned around in Kurt's arms, and hugged him back.
"I love you." Blaine said, his face buried in Kurt's shoulder.
"I love you, too." Kurt said, pulling back to look into Blaine's eyes. "I always will, don't you ever forget that."
"As long as you don't forget that I'll always love you, more." Blaine said, smiling.
"That was semi-unoriginal and cheesy."
"You know I love it."
"I do." Kurt admitted, leaning in and kissing his boyfriend.
Blaine snaked his arms around Kurt's back and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss, while Kurt had his arms around Blaine's neck, tangling his fingers in his curly, and thankfully not gelled, hair. Blaine slid his tongue into Kurt's mouth, which made Kurt moan, as their tongues slid against each other.
"What's going on? I heard yelling, and―OH MY GOD!"
Blaine and Kurt jerked away from each other to see who had walked in on them.
It was Blaine's mom.
HAHAHA SEE WOULDN'T IT JUST BE EVIL OFME TO END THIS CHAPTER HERE? I totally should! After taking so long to update and then leave you hanging off of this HUGE cliff? That would be hilarious. SO HILARIOUS. I WOULD BE LAUGHING. But, fortunately for you guys, I know what it feels like to get whiplash from jerking your head back in agony after scrolling to the bottom of a page to not find the 'Next' button. I KNOW THE FEELING. ;-; So yeah. I bet this is the first fanfic you've read that has a note in the middle huh? Anyways. LET US CONTINUE.
"What the hell is going on here?" She screamed.
Blaine's father and Sam ran into the room.
"What's going on?" His father asked.
"I walked in on Kurt forcing himself on our son!" She said, pulling Blaine away from Kurt.
I'm sorry. Blaine mouthed.
Kurt nodded, bracing himself for what they were about to say.
"Who the fuck do you think you are, coming here and kissing my straight son? He's not one of…you." His mom said, saying the word you like it was a swear word.
"Yes, I know. I was way out of line. I'm sorry, Blaine." For not kissing you senseless, that is. He thought.
"You better be, you fag!" She snapped.
Oh, now she's called me a fag. Just as expected.
What happened next, Kurt didn't expect.
Blaine mumbled something.
"Blaine, do you have something to say to this filthy fag?" His mom said, pulling back from her son, who was still in her arms, turning him a little so she could see his face. "Listen up homo, my son wants to say somethi-"
"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Blaine nearly screamed, shaking with fury.
"Blaine, you watch your mouth!" His father said, surprised at his son's sudden outburst.
"No, you watch yours!" Blaine said, wrestling out of his mother's grasp, and walking over to Sam. "I've stood by and watched you treat my sister like crap, just because she isn't afraid to tell you that she's a lesbian!"
"She's not a lesbian!" His father said.
"None of our children are gay." His mother added.
"Oh, but they are! You two are just too stupidly stubborn to realize it! She's been a lesbian all along, and doesn't deserve the shit you've put her through. She's only fourteen!"
Blaine turned to his sister.
"And I haven't been fair to her. She's been going through all of this by herself when she didn't need to."
Sam stared at him, with pleading eyes. She knew what was about to happen, and didn't want him to do it.
"You don't have to do this…" She said nervously.
"But I do, I haven't been fair to you," Blaine turned to look at Kurt. "and I'm not being fair to you either, Kurt."
"Blaine…" Kurt said walking up to him and putting his hand on his shoulder.
"Get your hands off of him, you filthy, disgusting, piece of shit!" His mother screamed, wrenching his hand away.
"Don't you touch my boyfriend!" Blaine screamed, putting himself in between Kurt and his mother.
"I'm sorry," His father said, pretending to clean out his ears. "I think I heard you wrong."
"Well make sure you hear this. Both of you." He said, his gaze shifting between his father and his mother.
"I'm gay."
Everyone was silent.
Both Sam and Kurt were staring at Blaine, horrified. Even Blaine himself seemed surprised at what he'd just said.
Their parents looked the most shocked out of all of them. They were staring at Blaine, who was just staring at the ground.
Kurt, feeling very uncomfortable at this long silence, started fiddling with the collar of his button up shirt.
His father suddenly snapped out of his trance.
"YOU!" He shouted, shoving Blaine out of the way, and grabbed Kurt with both hands by the collar. He pushed him against a wall. Yet, not violently, which would have really confused Kurt, had he not been pinned against a wall.
"You like turning people gay, boy?" His father growled at him.
Kurt looked into Blaine's father's eyes, and noticed a glint of something really weird in them.
"Answer me!" He said, snapping Kurt out of his thought.
At this point, Blaine finally realized what had happened, from where he'd been knocked to the floor. He jumped up and shoved his father out of the way, causing him to let go.
Kurt sank down to his knees, his back against the wall. What's going on? He thought.
"What the hell is your problem?" Blaine shouted, bending down to check on Kurt. "Are you okay?"
Kurt nodded, standing up and walked over to face his father.
"Mr. Anderson, I would just like to say that I didn't turn your son gay. He's been gay from the start." Kurt turned to look at Blaine. "I also wanted to say that we've been dating for a while now, and I'm in love with him. Deeply, deeply in love. And I know this might be hard to take in all at once-"
"Okay, you listen here." His mother said, walking over to stand in between her husband and Kurt. "I would have known if my own son was gay this whole time. You're a bad influence and I hate you and your kind. Fuck you all." She pulled her hand back to punch him, but before she could, Blaine shoved jumped in front of him, her hand ramming into his stomach.
Unfortunately for him, his mom was actually pretty strong.
Blaine bent over in pain, and fell to his knees, clutching his stomach as he tried taking coherent breaths.
"Blaine!" Kurt nearly screamed, somehow feeling his pain. He crouched down beside his boyfriend, who was hunched over, one hand holding him up, and the other still at his stomach.
"I can't stand to look at you right now, Blaine. Take this homo and get out for tonight. We'll decide what happens tomorrow." His mom said.
"Not without Sam." Blaine managed to say, suddenly bringing Sam, who'd been standing there looking terrified the whole time, into the conversation.
"Good. The less gay people in my house the better." His mother said. "You both have 15 minutes. Grab what you want and just go."
Since when does she have the balls in their relationship? Blaine thought as he looked at his dad, who was looking back at him. He saw a flicker of something unusual in his eye. So that's what's going on… he thought as Kurt picked him up, and walked him to his room.
"Carole?" Kurt said, walking into his home.
They'd gathered up all their stuff and drove to Kurt's house. Blaine was in his car with Sam, so someone would be keeping an eye on him. Kurt was in his Navigator.
"Hey Kurt! How'd dinner at Blaine's go?" Carole said, coming around a corner. Once she spotted the three of them, her smile faded.
"I'm not going to ask. Do any of you need to go to the hospital?"
"Blaine…" Kurt began.
"I'm fine, Kurt. Don't worry." He said with a smile.
"Okay." Kurt said, but was still looking at his stomach worriedly.
"How long, Kurt?" Carole asked, a silent conversation communicated.
"They said tonight, but we shouldn't put all our hopes on it."
"Okay." Carole said. She turned to Blaine's sister. "You must be Sam! I've heard about you. How about I get you situated on the couch, and you could tell me a little about Eva?" She said, taking her hand. She bent down and whispered, "I think they need some time alone." They both giggled.
"I'll tell Burt and Finn about the current situation, and you can say the rest in the morning. That sound good?"
"Yeah. Thanks Carole. You mind me having Blaine in my bed? I just want to cuddle with my boyfriend." Kurt said, exhaustedly.
"Sure. You two get some sleep okay?" Carole said.
"Yeah." Kurt said.
"Thank you for having us on such short notice, Mrs. Hummel." Blaine said.
"No problem, Blaine. You're practically part of the family anyway." She said, both her and Kurt smiling.
"Really?" Blaine asked with bright eyes.
"Well of course." She said. "Now go on."
They walked upstairs to Kurt's room.
"You get changed in here. I'll change in the bathroom." Kurt said, grabbing his pajamas.
"Sure." Blaine said.
Kurt turned to look at him before leaving, and saw Blaine taking his shirt off. He noticed Kurt staring at him, and decided to tease him, by exaggeratedly bending down to get his shirt out of his bag, his ass in full view.
Kurt blushed and turned around, walking out of the room muttering about how much of an idiot his boyfriend was.
"Success!" Blaine said triumphantly, and continued putting his pajamas on.
After he was done, he crawled into Kurt's bed, waiting for his boyfriend to return.
When Kurt walked in, Blaine motioned for him to join him.
"I promise I won't pull anything. I just want to cuddle with you." Blaine said, smiling.
"Thanks." Kurt said joining him under the covers and snuggling up against him, Blaine's head resting on his chest.
Kurt cupped Blaine's face with his hand, and tilted it up, pulling him into a deep, long kiss.
"I love you." Kurt said after finally pulling away.
"I love you, too." Blaine said drowsily.
"Night, my love." Kurt said, kissing him on the forehead.
"Night."
OKAY. YES. IT'S FREAKING LONG. THE LONGEST EVER. AND IT TOOK ME 2 WEEKS TO WRITE. WHICH IS SAD BECAUSE PEOPLE HAVE CHAPTERS 3 TIMES LONGER THAN THIS AND IT TAKES THEM LESS TIME PROBABLY. *shrugs shoulders* oh well.
HEY GUYS LISTEN UP. MUCH IMPORTANCE.
I cannot write smut. AT ALL. Because I'm awkward. So guess who's looking for writer. Yup, that's me. And guess what? Whoever I find that is up to the task gets sneak peeks of the next chapters. I really need someone, and of course I'm gonna incorporate some of my own ideas into certain parts, but you get credit. This in itself is a spoiler that there's gonna be Klaine smut in this. Also. The main story hasn't been reached yet you guys. I have a main idea, and I'm still not there yet. You would think this was it wouldn't you? I mean it took me TWO FRIGGIN WEEKS.
Okay. Rant over. But I would like to say that MAN DO I HAVE SO MANY TYPOS. I just went through and have been correcting them all, but damn! I'm sorry guys, I know some parts just don't make sense. I don't go back and read what I've already written, so some parts I just plain forget. Which makes me repeat/ completely mess up other already written parts with new chapters. I'M SO SORRY!
Leave me a review, or just message me, if you're up to the job. I hope to hear from you guys, and thanks for reading and sticking with me, this past month. (Even with all the typos ;-;) LOVE YOU BAIII~~~
Itekimasu~