Starstrukkxxx: To be honest, I was planning of killing Everett, but I couldn't do it XD It would've been too much! ^^ Sooo, it's the last chapter now! ^^ thanks for your sweet comments, I found them really inspiring! ^
A/N: OK, time for the last chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading it, just as I enjoyed writing it! We shall see how this ends ;D thanks all!
I was relieved after Everett had got to his new room. He'd stay there until tomorrow afternoon, I could come and pick him up after school. He wasn't allowed to drive himself and it would be good that he'd have some company. Besides, there was even no car that he could've driven home. Kurt held his arm on my shoulder, I smiled at him, this was good now.
"I'll drive Blaine home, I'll stay there," Kurt said to Wes and others, I made a gesture with my eyebrows but said nothing. He could've asked me but well, it was what I wanted.
"OK, sounds good. We'll probably meet tomorrow at school, right?" Wes asked me.
"Yeah, and we have a rehearsal tomorrow too, don't we?" I confirmed.
"Yes, we do. See you!" Wes said and waved his hand.
I waved my hand at him and turned to thank Mika and the rest of the gang again. They left too, looking happy, joking around. Maybe I should try to get to know them properly, they seemed to be a nice bunch of people.
"So Wes drove you here with his car?" Kurt asked.
"Yes, mine is still at school's parking lot. Should we go pick it up?" I suggested.
"I'd say it's better that we go to your home now, we can think about the car later. I think it's better that you don't drive yet, even though you seem to be alright again. Well, as alright as you can ever be," Kurt laughed.
I slapped him gently and laughed, I knew pretty well that I was a bit weird; I had embraced the weirdness in me long time ago. Anyway I agreed, it was nice to just spend time with Kurt, more fun than driving two cars right after each other. I smiled at Kurt while we walked towards his car.
"I'm sorry that I scared you, but I really wasn't able to think," I apologized.
"It's okay, I couldn't expect any less. After all, you did think that something was terribly wrong with Everett. I would've been the same, I believe," he answered.
"I believe so too. Let's just hope that everybody stays healthy. You've been through enough," I said.
"Let's hope that," he sighed, I could see a bit of longing in his eyes. Even though Kurt's mum had died ages ago, he still missed her.
We changed the subject, started to talk about other things. My day had been good until the end of last lesson, but there hadn't been too much going on. Kurt told news about Mercedes and Sam, they had taken their relationship to a new level; caressing each other in public. It was indeed more than just holding hands, stroking other's hair or cheek, even hugging.
I couldn't help but imagine me and Kurt deepening our relationship, it would be more than awesome to show all world how much I cared about Kurt. There were quite some things I could've whispered to his ears, trying to make him blush. I knew Kurt well, it wouldn't even be hard to make him blush. If he would give me permission, I'd sure kiss him every few minutes, just to remind that I was there for him.
"I know, it's so nice to hear that they're doing well! Especially after all that they've been going through, they deserve some happiness," Kurt said. He had misinterpreted my smile but I didn't correct him.
"Second that. It starts to look like McKinley is all paired up, quite close," I stated.
"Well, pretty much," Kurt said and fell silent. I quickly looked at him, why did he sound like that? I didn't ask a thing, he'll sure talk about it later if he felt like it. If not, I'd have open my mouth.
Our house was incredibly quiet, it felt even quieter than usual. I believed it was all my mind, there was no way that the house would've known what had happened. Still, a slightly worrying-feeling tried to take over me. It lingered to my veins and went around my body in a second.
Then I looked at Kurt and the feeling was gone. Everett was going to be just fine; though probably pretty pissed off, because he'd lose many rehearsals. I had been really scared but it had turned out good. Also, now I had Kurt here, what could go wrong?
"Are you hungry? I should do some homework for tomorrow but to be honest, I'm really hungry," Kurt confessed.
"Actually I'm a bit hungry too. It's been a while since I ate," I stated.
"Well, it's almost eight, so... over eight hours since lunch," Kurt counted.
"What, are you kidding me?" I asked and looked at Kurt. "There is no way that it would be even close to eight yet!"
"Look at the clock, it's five to eight. Should I cook for us?" Kurt suggested. I looked at the clock and almost dropped my jaw. It was five to eight, no matter how weird it felt.
"Then I probably lost some hours at the hospital. I can help you. What would you like to have?" I asked.
"Honestly, pretty much everything goes. Something simple?" Kurt laughed.
"Then it's smashed potatoes and fish fingers," I asked Kurt with my eyes, he nodded.
We took the books to the kitchen, we started doing our homework while the potatoes were boiling. It felt like the lessons I had had this morning happened weeks ago. I opened my English book, tried to remember what we had done. Soon Edgar Allan Poe came to my mind and the fact that I had to write a small presentation about the writer for tomorrow, the year he was born and stuff like that. I sighed and started reading, I totally didn't remember all the dates that well.
At one point I felt different, I couldn't tell how was it different or what it was. I lifted my eyes from the papers and realized that Kurt was staring at me. I looked at him and smiled, he smiled slightly sheepishly.
"All good?" I asked, Kurt looked startled, maybe he hadn't actually been looking at me, just thinking and looking at somewhere. In which direction I happened to be.
"Oh, sure. Ehm, the potatoes must be ready by now," Kurt said shortly and got up. I looked at his back, that was a bit strange. Most of the time he answered properly. I shook my shoulders, maybe he'd open up at some point. I got up and went to get butter and milk. I'd think about it more after getting something to eat.
Kurt finished the smashed potatoes while I made the fish fingers. I took the milk to the table and sat down with my plate, the food smelled delicious.
"I didn't even realize how hungry I was until I saw the food," I stated.
"I know, I've been almost dying for a while. Open up your mouth, there's a train on it's way, choo choo!" Kurt laughed, took a bit of potatoes to his fork and started to move it towards my mouth. I obeyed and opened my mouth, it was hot but so good.
I was like a new person after food, I told Kurt to leave the dishes to the sink, I'd clear it later. I couldn't have cared less about the dishes at the time.
"So, do you still have a lot to do?" I asked.
"Actually no, just a few calculations and I'm ready," Kurt said.
"Great, I'm almost ready too. Should we finish here?" I suggested. Kurt was again staring at me, he didn't reply to me at all. I tried to call his name but he didn't react, he moved only after I waved my hand in front of his face.
"Seriously, are you okay?" I asked, a bit worried.
"I am, I just started to think about one assignment, it was pretty hard. Let's do the rest of the things here, no use to carry the stuff to another room if we're almost ready," Kurt said.
We sat back down and continued. Kurt was faster than me, he kept looking at me and checked my books. I could tell that he was about to ask if he could help but I was very close to be ready as well. His staring was intense, even disturbing. I had an uneasy feeling, there was something on it's way, something was heavy on his mind. I just hoped he would tell and that I could help him.
We went to the living room and sat to the sofa, I turned the TV on.
"Anything you'd like to watch?" I asked.
"No idea what is on, pick something," Kurt answered.
I changed the channel a few times, managed to find Friends from some channel. I knew Kurt loved the series, so did I.
"Guess what," Kurt said from all of a sudden.
"Well, do tell," I answered.
"Dad and Carole are going on a small honeymoon-trip, just to New York for a long weekend," he said with a wide smile on his face.
"That's nice. I know they dreamed of a bigger trip but I think this is just as good. As long as they're together, I believe they'd even go to Siberia," I laughed.
"So true. Once you have someone that you love, everything else doesn't matter that much. I mean, like, all is survivable," Kurt tried to clear his thoughts, I understood what he meant.
"Exactly, the problems are just small hills on the wide road. And sharing all with someone, must be awesome," I said with a dreamy voice. My relationship with Kurt was quite close to being perfect, we shared a lot of things but I wouldn't have minded sharing some more intimate things as well.
"Must be. Do you mind if I come here while they're away? I guess Finn would like to bring Rachel in and well, being the third wheel isn't that tempting," Kurt suggested.
"Of course, any time you feel like it. It might be a bit awkward. Oh, who am I kidding, it will be awkward. I know, Brenda has been here, I've found the two of them from different places, kissing or just being close. I hate interrupting but sometimes is can't be avoided," I said and pursed my nose, Kurt laughed at me.
"I know the feeling," he answered and looked at me again. His eyes were so bright, I allowed myself to look deep inside him. It was really amazing how well I knew Kurt, taken how recently we had met, after all. A bit less than half a year.
Kurt lifted his arm and stroke my cheek gently. I lifted my hand and held his, he stopped and just moved his thumb.
"You know, I've been thinking," he said, took his hand away and turned his eyes to his lap.
I could feel how I started sweating and shaking right after those words, so far it was only inside me, but I had no idea how long I could control myself. This was what had been pressing Kurt's mind today, that was clear.
"And?" I whispered, it was hard to force even that small word out of my mind.
"And, well, um. You and I should... I mean, I should, you. Well, this is hard," Kurt said and smiled nervously.
There was no need to say that I was way more nervous than he was. My palms were now sweaty, my vision was about to get blurry. This excitement was too much to handle, I'd crack soon. I tried to stay still, give Kurt time to clear his words. I concentrated on breathing, in and out, in and out. That was enough for me.
I was about to open my mouth and ask Kurt to say something so that I could understand what he wanted, when he lifted his head back up. The next moment he had attacked me, his hands were around me, his lips were on mine. It was quite wet, almost as if he was trying to eat me, but I didn't care.
I answered the kiss, it got even better when I realized what this kiss meant. Kurt still cared about me! I seriously doubted that he would've kissed me if he wanted us just to be friends. I even felt his tongue exploring my lips, I opened my mouth and let him in.
After a violent start we slowed down a bit and just kind of tasted each other. Kurt tasted like the mints he had eaten after dinner, I assumed that I myself also tasted a bit like them, he had offered me some. Still, the mints couldn't hide his own taste, how special he was, even in this way! There were no words for him, none of them were glorifying enough.
Kurt pulled me to his lap, I moved myself, actually it was easier to kiss him. It was a mixture or long, deep kisses and small, lighter kisses that kept following each other with basically no breaks. I could've kept on going for ages, but finally Kurt looked at me, in a different way, more open in a way, and kissed my forehead.
"I hope that cleared my thoughts for you, sometimes words aren't enough," he said quietly, not breaking the sweet atmosphere.
"I believe I got the point. Though I might need more convincing later," I stated, I craved for more kisses. Kurt uttered a laughter and quickly kissed my lips again.
"That's what you'll get, I'll definitely want to kiss you again, it felt good. I think you might've gotten me addicted to you, with only one try," he confessed.
"Don't most of the things work that way? You get hooked with one try. And besides, it was magical so there's a good reason for it," I answered.
"There is. We are a good enough reason for quite many things. I was already leaning towards giving it a try but today I just realized that I'm a fool. It sounds like a cliché but I wouldn't want to live without you. I almost pulled you close and kissed at the hospital," Kurt told me, his fingers ran through my hair.
"You could've done it, but well, this is better, in a way," I admitted.
"In many ways. After all, it's a public place. I do want to show everybody how I feel about you, but this moment belongs to us, no one else," Kurt stated. I kissed his cheek, that was well said.
"This moment belongs to us for sure, but do you know what's the most incredible thing?" I asked Kurt and waited for a while if he'd answer. He just looked at me and gestured me, prompted me to tell. "The most incredible thing is that not I really know that you belong to me."
"And you belong to me. Maybe it has been like this from the first moment we met but we just didn't dare to live completely like it," Kurt said.
"Well, I don't care, as long as I have you now," I laughed.
"You'll have me always."
"And you'll have me always."
"Should we go to bed? I mean, just to sleep. And maybe cuddle a bit. Lay yourself down with me, please?"
"I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight, but we can try. Let's go and try to rest," I said, I wanted to continue a bit more but didn't know how. "And Kurt, I really care about you."
"I care about you too. Come on, get up. Or actually, never mind, I'll carry you," Kurt laughed and just lifted me up, as if I was light as a feather. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, joined the laughter. This was everything I ever wanted and a bit more. With Kurt by my side, I could do everything in the world.