Hey guys! I know it's been a while... sometimes I update the copy on gkm and forget to do so here... but now both are caught up! I hope you like it!
[eight weeks]
When Blaine left the house right after dinner, so did Kurt. The Cheerio wanted to talk to Sebastian sooner rather than later, and maybe the lacrosse player would calm down enough over night.
Kurt walked to his car, as Blaine walked to his own.
"I'm going to follow you." Blaine stated, just as Kurt was about to shut his door.
"You don't have to, I don't even know how long it will take."
"Yes, but you're carrying my child and Sebastian can get really angry, so I want to make sure you're okay. I will be following you, and waiting until you leave. And, no, you won't be able to convince me otherwise."
Sighing, Kurt knew Blaine was slightly stubborn.
The drive to the Smythe's house was nerve wrecking for Kurt. He knew Seb would be hurt, but Kurt had to do this.
The house was huge, but Kurt had gotten used to the size and elegance during his relationship with Sebastian. Knocking on the door, Kurt waited for someone to answer. Finally a maid opened it and stepped aside, knowing who Kurt was and who he wanted.
Without saying anything Kurt walked up two staircases, and all the way to the left back corner of the house, where Sebastian's room was located. Getting closer to the door, Kurt could hear some muffled noise. Without knocking, Kurt swung open the door. Not surprised to see what was behind it.
There on the bed where he and Sebastian had cuddled so many times was his, now, ex-boyfriend and some other guy, who had his dick in Seb's ass mid thrust.
"Oh, don't stop on my account." Kurt said with venom in his voice. "I just came to stop by to tell you it's officially over. Have a nice life, Sebastian."
"Kurt! Stop, this isn't what it looks like." Sebastian said pulling the random guy away from him and getting off the large bed.
Rolling his eyes, Kurt gave Sebastian his best bitch glare, "So you two were talking and tripped and somehow in that mess both your clothes fell off and his dick slid into you? You know, I think I've known all along that you have been cheating on me, I just didn't want to believe it was true."
"It was a onetime thing." He put his arm out to try to grab Kurt and pull him closer.
Kurt jumped back. "Don't you dare touch me when you are still naked from having sex with another man and your dick is still hard. We are over."
"We can work this out!"
Looking into the green eyes Kurt once loved he spoke is a controlled voice, "No we can't, because I cheated on you too."
With that Kurt turned around and made his way through the house, down the two stair cases, out the door, and back to his car. His car that Blaine was standing in front of.
As if Blaine could read Kurt's mind he opened his arms allowing Kurt to fall into them, and held the other boy tight.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Blaine asked concerned.
Kurt shook his head against Blaine's chest. They stood like that for a few minutes, until Kurt could compose himself.
Blaine looked at Kurt, who was wiping the tear residue off his face. "Are you okay to drive?"
"Yeah, it's not that far, and I'm an excellent driver."
"Okay, but text me when you're home, I want to make sure you get there safe."
Kurt smiled and nodded, "I'll be sure to."
The drive home was less tense for Kurt. Even if he wasn't in love with Sebastian, he did care about the other boy once, and the break up was painful. He forced himself to stop crying, knowing he needed to be strong for Bean. Smiling, he took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on his abdomen.
After getting home safe, and texting Blaine, Kurt said good night to his father, going to bed early after such an exciting (and long) day.
-.-
[nine weeks]
Kurt arrived at school, grande non-fat mocha in hand, knowing he would need coffee for the day. His head was held high, just like any other day. Today, however, Sebastian wasn't leaning against his locker waiting for him.
Getting the correct books, Kurt snapped his locker shut.
"Hey."
Spinning around, Kurt saw Blaine; looking nerdy as ever, standing next to the locker.
"You shouldn't scare me like that." Kurt said walking away, but allowing Blaine to catch up.
"And you shouldn't drink coffee." The tutor said plucking the mocha out of Kurt's hand. "It's bad for Bean."
Stopping, Kurt quickly shushed the other boy. "Don't say anything like that. I just haven't told many people, including Sebastian. Only you, dad, and the doctor know and I would like to keep it that way." He said fast, and in a very low voice. "I'll stop drinking coffee, and we can study tonight, I think dad wants to talk about it more anyway. So just come to my house after school and we can work on English." Kurt's voice had rose towards the end.
He walked forward, brushing past Blaine to link arms with Santana and Brittany.
"You were talking to the loser, why?" Santana asked.
"Just getting plans for studying. Coach is making me still study with him to make sure my grades don't drop again." He said with a fake eye roll.
Santana looked at him closely. "So, what's this I hear about you and Sebastian?"
"Walked in on his with some other guy's cock up his ass. Let's just say that ended it for good." Smiling, Kurt let go of the girls and stopped at his classroom. "I'll see you two at lunch." He said before walking in.
Kurt wondered to himself why he was still friends with them. He had better conversations with Blaine about anything else than he ever did with the two Cheerios. Sighing, Kurt found his seat in the class and counted the minutes until it was over.
-.-
[ten weeks]
A week later, Kurt arrived home later than usual, exhausted. School its self was tiring added with Cheerio's and the pregnancy, all he wanted to do was sleep forever. He collapsed on the couch, and let his eyes drift shut.
"Rough day?"
Surprised, Kurt sat up quickly and looked over at the chair where Burt sat newspaper in hand.
"Kinda, I'm just tired." Kurt mumbled sinking back into the couch.
"Kurt, this ain't easy to say, kiddo, but I think you need to quit that cheerleading." Burt said folding his paper.
"What?! No dad! I can't go back to how it was. Being a Cheerio is everything!"
Sighing, Burt took off his hat, rubbed his balding head, and replaced the cap. "Kid, this is just the beginning. What happens when you do one of those stunt things and you fall? You could injure not only yourself but the baby too, maybe even lose it."
"School will be out by then. I won't have to worry about it."
"I worry about you, Kurt. I remember when your mom was pregnant with you, she was always exhausted, and that was without all those dance numbers and flips. I just… want you to be safe, for me, and for my grandchild. So I think you should hand your pom-poms in, or whatever it is."
Kurt, let out a slight chuckle, "I don't have pom-poms dad, I just have to give Coach Sylvester my uniform. But, it will give me more time to express my fashion before I get all huge."
Burt looked up at Kurt, surprised. He thought it was going to have to take longer for the teenager to agree.
"Alright, how about we order in tonight? Since neither of us have the energy to cook." After a look from Kurt, Burt corrected himself. "Since you have no energy to cook and since I can't cook."
Kurt laughed, "Okay, but I want orange chicken, extra fried rice, two orders of crab rangoons, and lots of sweet and sour sauce."
"Alright, but remember Carole and Finn are meeting us for supper tomorrow." Burt said before getting up to get the phonebook to order the Chinese food his son was craving.
After hanging up the phone, and making sure to order everything Kurt had told him, Burt turned around to see Kurt leaning against the doorway to the kitchen.
"Dad, I think I want to tell Carole and Finn tomorrow."
"You sure, kid?"
"Yeah, they are important to you now, and they need to know."
Burt smiles, "Alright. Now, why don't we watch some television before the pizza gets here?"
-.-
The next night, Kurt, Burt, Carole, and Finn were all seated in the Hummel's living room. The group had just come from Breadstix, and decided to have some of the pie Kurt made for dessert.
"Carole, Finn, there's something my father and I want to talk to you about." Kurt said, setting down his plate after eating his lager than normal slice.
"This sounds serious." Carole commented.
"It is, and I'm hoping this doesn't change your opinion about my father, I can tell he really loves you." Kurt took a deep breath before continuing. "I don't know if you have heard of this new mutation found in men? A man who has it has the ability to get pregnant."
"Do you have the mutation, Kurt?" Carole asked, confused.
"Yes-"
"Oh, honey. That doesn't matter. I don't see how that will change my opinion about you or your father."
"I'm pregnant, Carole. That's how I found out I had the mutation. So in about seven months there will be a tiny screaming baby here."
Carole stayed silent, but eventually stood from the couch she was sitting in. And Kurt knew, he knew she was going to walk out that door and break his father's heart. However, she started walking towards the pregnant boy. Kurt stood, ready for just about anything that would happen. Possibly her calling him a freak, and storming out the front door.
What Kurt wasn't ready for, however, was Carole gathering him into her arms. Kurt let the tears he didn't know he was holding in to fall.
"I'm not going to leave your father over this. It may be unexpected, but it's an exciting time in your life. If you have questions, you can ask me. I know your dad will try to help, but sometimes you just need someone who's been through it before."
Kurt smiled weakly, before pulling back from the embrace. Now that the secret was out, everyone was sitting in the room content.
"Dude, who's the father? Well- like- the other father, or whatever?"
Whipping around to Finn, Kurt glared at him, "It's not Sebastian, so don't even go there, and DON'T tell Sebastian at school. Actually don't tell anyone at school. This needs to be kept a secret for a while, alright?"
Finn nodded.
-.-
Kurt sat across from his cheerleading coach's desk. It felt like the last time he was in there, the time when he was assigned a tutor, when he was introduced to Blaine.
"I'm sitting here, wondering why you demanded this meeting Porcelain. I also want an explanation as to why you are not in your Cheerio's uniform."
"I have had a wonderful time on the Cheerios, Coach Sylvester, but I'm quitting. Here is my uniform, dry cleaned and neatly pressed." Kurt got up to leave, hoping the conversation would stop there.
"Stop." As the coach demanded, Kurt paused halfway to the door. "Nobody quits the Cheerios. They either die, or I kick them off."
Kurt turned around, "Well, I guess I'm the first one to quit then."