An overall lighthearted sort of chapter- a nice break from the previous ones. Nothing much really happens in it. Enjoy :)
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Kurt thought back on the past month, but he couldn't recall it in any form besides results. There were the results of the court cases:
Luce's dad was thrown in jail.
Luce's grandfather was removed from his position as chairman.
Luce's aunt adopted him and took over the position of Dean.
Luce had all his inheritance money, which he had to sue to get, put in a trust fund for when he turned 21.
There were the results of his appearance on television:
He got called and then yelled at by a lot of people
He was required to go visit many of his friends individually so they could make sure he was all right.
He was visited by even more of his friends.
He was a hero to the rest of Dalton Academy.
He got his own facebook fan page, which he discovered yesterday, and had over a thousand people who apparently thought he was totally awesome
There were the results of his rigorous schedule, coupled with a lack of paying attention in class:
He got his first ever Fs, one in each of two classes, despite teachers cutting him slack.
He barely ever got time to hang out with Luce for more than 15 minutes any one day.
He forgot about re-joining the Warblers.
He barely got to see Blaine at all, much less develop his relationship with him any further.
These were all facts- Kurt didn't feel like any of them were going to change in the future. Well, there was one that would change. He would make it change. It was almost Valentine's Day, the kind of commercialized holiday he pretended to hate while secretly getting all mushy over, and he would be damned if he didn't get one iota closer to Blaine before then. He might have to just confess and hope for the best if he didn't manage it.
Kurt was thinking on methods of confession that wouldn't hurt his pride or make him look like an idiot when he heard it. Music and singing.
It was eerily similar to that fateful day when he had first met Luce- he followed the sound to an open door and began singing along quietly. There were three main differences, actually.
The first was that this door led not to an empty classroom with a piano, but rather to a more familiar location- Luce's dorm room, just a little ways down from Kurt's own. The second was that this time Luce didn't notice when Kurt joined in on his song. The third was that the blaring music wasn't classical in the least. It was Adam Lambert.
So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather
And I'm doing me up with a black color liner
And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter
All we need in this world is some love
There's a thin line 'tween the dark side and the light side baby tonight
It's a struggle gotta rumble trying to find it
Kurt walked into the room, its door wide open, and just stood there staring at Luce in disbelief for a while. The boy was sitting on his bed, facing the wall, with a ridiculous smile on his adorable face. He was staring obviously at a picture of Wes that Kurt had definitely not stolen from Blaine's room to give to Luce a few weeks ago. Of course not.
Luce was being rather oblivious for someone who was staring at the picture of his straight crush who lived close by with his door wide open so anyone who passed could easily look in and tell said crush. Or worse, the crush himself could look in. Kurt was glad he came by when he did.
But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money, fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy
Yeah, if I had you
You y-y-y-y-you
You y-y-y-y-you
You y-y-y-y-you
If I had you.
Kurt walked over to the iPod set in the speakers and clicked the menu button. Luce was still unaware of his presence. He saw that it was set to shuffle every single Adam Lambert song Luce owned, and boy were there a lot of them. It appeared to Kurt, who was reasonably familiar but not obsessed with the artist, that Luce had every single version of every single song Adam Lambert had ever sung in his lifetime. It was a staggering list.
Mental note:
Luce is a major Adam Lambert fan.
Luce listens to German emo music when he is depressed and plays Adam Lambert obsessivelyon shuffle when he is happy and lovesick.
From New York to LA getting high rock n' rollin
Get a room trash it up 'til it's ten in the morning
Girls in stripper heels, boys rolling in Maseratis
What they need in this world is some love
There's a thin line 'tween a wild time and a flat line baby tonight
It's a struggle, gotta rumble tryin' to find it
Kurt thought it might be an appropriate time to notify Luce of his presence, but he just seemed so content and blissful that he couldn't bring himself to. He just stood there and watched Luce for a while, after closing the door to prevent any unwelcome intruders.
But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money, fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy
Yeah, if I had you
You y-y-y-y-you
You y-y-y-y-you
You y-y-y-y-you
If I had
The flashing of the lights
It might feel so good
But I've got you stuck on my mind, yeah!
The fashion and the stage
It might get me high
But it don't mean a thing tonight
That would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah, if I had you, the money, fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy
Yeah, if I had you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you
You-y-y-y-y-you
If I had you
That would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah, if I had you, then money, fame and fortune never could compete (never could compete with you)
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy (it'd be ecstasy with you)
Yeah, if I had you
You y-y-y-y-you
You y-y-y-y-you
You y-y-y-y-you
If I had you
The song was finally over, and Kurt felt like he could interrupt. He tapped Luce on the shoulder, making him almost jump out of his skin. He whirled around lightning fast and almost fell off the bed exclaiming, "Kurt!"
The song "Music Again" was starting, but Kurt turned the volume down until it was just nice background noise. He then addressed Luce.
"Yes, it is me, lucky for you. What if it was someone else? Someone like… Oh, I don't know… Wes?" He said looking pointedly at the very obvious picture still in Luce's hands.
Lice looked decidedly horrified for a split-second before returning to his usual appearance and retorting, "Why would anyone besides you, much less Wes, come into my room?"
"Oh, did you forget? Once you put away that scowl and showed the students of Dalton Academy your true charm and alluring smiles, they were like putty in your paws. Now you have those pesky things called friends who might want to come into your room. One of whom, I might add, is Blaine. You know, the same Blaine currently occupying the position of Wes's second best friend?"
Luce looked horrified anew and turned pale. Kurt was speaking the truth. He suspected Blaine and Luce saw each other more than he did either of them. He was just a little, no actually a lot, jealous of both of them.
"Well, you're just lucky I was the one who walked by, not anyone else. I had the sense to close the door, which you were too love struck to remember to do."
Kurt decided that another of the facts on his list was going to change: he was going to get closer to Blaine AND he was going to spend more time with Luce. He looked at his phone and saw that it was almost 10:00 in the morning and he was scheduled to meet Mercedes at 11. He made his apologies to Luce and raced down the hall to get his bag and wallet before leaving. He was going to fulfill the promise to himself that he would spend more time with Luce. Later.
Blaine entered the room just as Kurt was walking out the front door of the dorm.
"Hey," he said to Luce-He was Luce not Lucian to Blaine now- sitting on his bed after hastily stashing the picture of Wes under his pillow.
"Oh, Adam Lambert?" He nodded towards the speakers.
"Hey, Blaine, what's up?"
"I was just bored so I decided I would stop by and say 'Hi.'"
"So you actually want to talk about Kurt," Blaine blinked in surprise- Luce was deadly accurate with his accusation. Though it was still strained and Blaine felt that angry, jealous emotion every now and then when he saw Luce and Kurt holding hands or the like, his and Luce's relationship was progressing fairly well. Kurt being the common point between the two, he was frequently the topic of discussion.
"Well… Valentine's Day is in nine days and I was wondering if I should get him a gift or would that be too forward? I mean what if he wants to give one to someone else and then can't accept it or accepts it out of pity or something, I mean…."
Luce sighed. He liked Blaine, but the usually succinct boy tended to prattle on when he was talking about Kurt. Honestly those two had no clue about each other's feelings. He knew both of them loved each other, but that fact wasn't his secret to tell and he just had to give his advice and hope they follow it.
"Go ahead and go for it. He'll like whatever it is you get him for sure."
Blaine nodded, happy to have the decision made for him, and changed the subject. "Speaking of Valentine's Day, who's the guy you like?"
Luce really didn't want to answer, but how could he avoid it with that direct question? He… He…
"I plead the fifth," he said eliciting a laugh from Blaine.
"Alright, I'll find out eventually though. You know I will."
He paused a bit before continuing, "...I'm sorry."
"For what?" Luce looked up in suprise.
"For never getting to know you before now. You're really awesome. And for being horrible to you when Kurt first met you. I guess I was just a little... no, a lot, jealous."
Luce flushed a little with the praise, " Thanks and it's fine. I know you were."
Blaine nodded a little awkwardly and left- Luce shut the door behind him. He turned the volume back up and got the picture out again, blaring "Aftermath" while staring at it.
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