A/N: Thank you again for all the alerts/favorites/reviews. I appreciate them all. Sorry for the wait on this chapter; but my laptop has been in the repair shop, and still is, sadly. This is an old one I'm using. I've also just passed over 65 alerts for this story, so I expect a lot of reviews! Also, I know this is a little short, but I had a small bit of writers block. I promise the next chapter will make up for it.
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The next week and a half had flown by pretty quickly for Kurt. Blaine had backed off a little bit, though he still made his rude comments and flirted. A lot.
It also made Kurt wonder why he'd stopped all of a sudden. Not that he wasn't glad his job was made easier, but simply out of curiosity. He was obviously right when he thought Blaine was only after him to get into his pants, and Kurt Hummel didn't work that way.
Kurt Hummel wasn't a slut.
Kurt Hummel wasn't to be played.
Kurt Hummel had standards.
Kurt Hummel had feelings.
Kurt Hummel also wasn't expecting to get slammed into the lockers as he was walking along the hallway.
'Watch where you're going fairy!' A large male called.
'Neanderthal.' Kurt murmured.
'What did you call me?' The boy turned, his eyes blazing. He was a scary looking figure. Kurt quickly got to his feet and tried to stand tall, but the other boy was taller.
'Nothing.' Kurt said.
'Liar. What you gotta say fairy? Or am I gonna have to beat your ass to hear it?' he asked. Kurt sucked in a breath as the boys fist met the locker behind him.
'Hey!' Came a voice of the curly haired hobbit Kurt thought he'd never be happy to see, except today he was over joyed to see him.
'What do you think you're doing?' Blaine asked. The other boy instantly backed off.
'Nothing.' He mumbled. 'Keep him out of my way.' He said, jerking a finger towards Kurt who flinched. Once the boy went running around the corner Kurt crumpled to the ground, breathing deeply.
Not only had he been attacked in a reform school. He'd also been kissed by his bully today. Today was totally the best day of his life.
Blaine instantly crouched down to his level. Kurt refused to make eye contact until Blaine's hand landed on his shoulder, making Kurt flinch. Blaine retracted his hand quickly.
'Whats wrong? Did he hit you?' Blaine asked, worry and anger coating his tone.
'N-No.' Kurt murmured. He found the strength to stand up shakily.
'Are you okay?' Kurt rolled his eyes.
'I'm fine.' he snapped. 'Lets go get this studying session over with so I can go home.'
Blaine recoiled immediately. 'Jesus, what crawled up your ass and died?' he asked.
'A lot of things, actually. Today has been the best day of my life.' Kurt answered sarcastically as he stalked down the hallway, Blaine following.
'Your ass looks fine today.' Blaine said casually. His arrogant smirk prominent once again on his face, his eyes smoldering.
Kurt scoffed. 'From pining me against the wall, to flirting with me, to cornering me again, to barely talking to me over a week, and then to protect me against a neanderthal?' Kurt asked. 'You've got some nerve.'
'You're lucky I didn't let him pound your face in.' Blaine remarked, his eyes steely. 'He could have had you in hospital had I not shown exactly when I did. Count your blessings, baby face. I won't protect you again.'
'I don't need protecting!' Kurt retorted. 'What I need is to be left alone, and not continuously harassed by bullies or by delinquent boys from a reform school! I want to do my job and move on with my life, is that so hard?' Kurt all be cried out. Blaine walked up to his face.
'Life isn't all rainbows and unicorns.' He remarked. 'This is the real world. Gay people are discriminated against, and dreams are crushed. Deal with it.'
Kurt was a little taken back. 'I don't believe that.' He retorted. 'I go after what I want. I do what I want.' Blaine scoffed.
'Please.' He mussed. 'If you did any of that, you wouldn't be stuck here right now. You're nothing but trapped.'
'I'm as free as a bird.' Kurt replied.
'Really?' Blaine asked, challenging him. 'Prove it.'
Kurt rolled his eyes. 'I can hardly fly to New York right now and demand to be the lead male in Wicked, now can I?' Kurt asked.
Blaine laughed. 'Exactly, you're not free. If you were, you'd do what you want.'
'I do do what I want!' Kurt screeched.
'Again.' Blaine stated. 'Prove it.'
Kurt pushed Blaine by the lapels of his leather jacket into the lockers and moved his lips slowly and gently against the bad-boys.
Fireworks.
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