Chapter 12: Love

Kurt's heart was flying and he was literally shaking in his $400 Marc Jacobs shoes. He felt ready to burst as he stood outside Sam's house, in the dark, waiting for him to come out and talk to him. Kurt really didn't know what he was going to say or how he was going to explain what was wrong with him to Sam, but he knew he had to try his hardest to make Sam understand.

Ever since Mercedes had dropped the bomb on him and he'd made up with Finn, Kurt had been sort of, in a bit of a majorly terrible way (and in a way that made any ounce of intelligence Kurt had once had practically disappear) avoiding Sam. He'd been doing it for 4 days now and he just knew that Sam must hate him and he had to make it all better again.

So, for three days, Kurt has been avoiding the love of his life in an effort to sort out his insecurities and to get the other things in his life back in order. He was already much closer with Finn and he'd spending more time with Mercedes, Glee club, his father, homework, etc, too. It seemed his life was in track, except for one tiny problem (which wasn't so tiny at all): he wasn't talking to his boyfriend much at all (just a couple of words here and there, as if they were passing strangers) and his boyfriend was doing the same in return.

Kurt supposed that Sam was only doing so because he was, but he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed that Sam hadn't tried harder, at least before this point, to get Kurt to talk to him and hang out with him. But, no, it wasn't until tonight, a couple of hours ago, that Sam had finally decided to bridge the distance and talk to Kurt again (though Kurt could completely understand why it had taken Sam so long, if he really thought about it, because who wanted to be with someone who was basically ignoring you for no reason at all?)

1 hour ago

Kurt (nervously): H-hello

Sam (just as nervously): Hi… hello, Kurt.

(Silence)

Kurt: So… uh…what's up?

Sam: We need to talk Kurt.

(Another silence, broken by the thumping of Kurt's heart)

Kurt: Right… you're totally right… we – we do. Um…

Sam: Could you, maybe, come around to my house now?

Kurt (squeaky): Now?

Sam: Yeah, is that okay?

Kurt: Um... yes… okay… I'll be there.

Sam: Thanks. See you soon, Kurt.

Kurt: See you…

(Line drops dead)

The present time

So there Kurt stood outside and under Sam's window, waiting for him to venture outside so they could speak to each other. Kurt had no idea what was going to happen; whether this was going to end them or whether it was going to make everything better again. If he was honest with himself, he was pretty sure he didn't want to find out… but he had to be brave and let fate take its toll.

He waited for a moment longer and then, finally, he heard the front door being pulled open and he nervously looked around to see Sam trudging out of his home and carefully shutting the door.

Sam turned away from the door and instantly their eyes met and it was like lighting matches. Their eyes burned into each other's with every emotion flowing between them and connecting them like magnets.

Kurt took a gulp of fresh air before steadily moving towards Sam as Sam moved closer to him at the same time. They didn't say anything or give each other pleased little smiles; instead they just looked at each other carefully, trying to read each other's expressions and thoughts before either of them would decide to speak.

When they were a much closer distance to each other, Sam's mouth twitched into a small little smile and Kurt couldn't help but smile back at him. Just being alone and this close to each other again was making them happy. But the happiness didn't last long as they both realised the implications to which they were here: before anything else, they need to be serious and figure everything out first.

Kurt took a deep breath. It was now or never to finally explain to Sam what had been going on. He crossed his fingers inside his pockets, hoping that against all odds Sam could forgive him as easily as Finn had, before he began his pre-rehearsed speech.

"Sam," Kurt started, his teeth chattering, "I'm really sorry, and I can explain – "

Sam shook his head and sighed, still staring into Kurt's eyes. "Kurt," he said, slowly, pausing before he continued to speak (it was clear he was trying to make his wording right.) "I didn't want to talk to you so you could explain. I already know."

Kurt sucked in a breath. "You – you do? How –"

Sam chewed his lip. "Kurt, I think, sometimes, that I know you better than you know yourself. I know what's been going on with you and that's why I've kept my distance… but I'm just… I'm not sure if I can stay away from you any longer."

Kurt stared at Sam and then shook his head, looking away from Sam for the first time. "I don't know why… I've been… so stupid lately," Kurt mumbled, staring ashamedly at the ground. "I don't know why anyone would want to be with me… I've already gotten back more than what I deserve."

"Oh, Kurt," Sam sighed, reaching over and tilting Kurt's chin up with his hand. "I don't think you were ever stupid. Though I do think you're being a little stupid right now."

Kurt raised his eyebrows, staring hard at Sam. "What do you mean?" he asked, a little offended yet oddly appreciative all the same.

Sam chuckled. "Kurt, how could you ever think that someone doesn't want to be with you? You're amazing, Kurt."

Kurt turned red and adverted his eyes a little. Sam gently let go of Kurt's chin and reached down to take Kurt's hand. Kurt stared at Sam withdrawing his hand from his pocket and when Sam pulled his hand out and saw Kurt's crossed fingers, he laughed loudly and shook his head but didn't make a comment.

Kurt stared at Sam, turning redder and redder by the minute, as Sam pulled Kurt's hand towards him and laid it on his chest, over his heart.

Kurt gasped at the contact and the feeling of Sam's heart thumping hard under his hand. It was like a drum, pumping life into his hand and Kurt felt his heart swell up with happiness at the feel of it.

Sam smiled at Kurt, still holding Kurt's hand over his heart. "I want you to know, Kurt… that you don't have to go through all this stuff… all this worry. You don't need to shun everyone and everything else aside and you don't need to distance yourself from me to make up for being a little too clingy. You don't need to do these things because…"

Sam paused and Kurt couldn't tear his eyes away from Sam's face. Kurt was so intent on what Sam was saying, so nervous to hear what else he was going to say that he felt he could burst. He wasn't sure whether he wanted to cry or laugh, but he knew that, by the end of this, he'd probably be doing both.

Sam moved closer to Kurt (which Kurt was pretty sure he couldn't stand right now, but how could he resist it?) placing his other hand around Kurt's waist and leaning his head against Kurt's forehead.

It felt like a long time but finally, Sam opened his mouth and spoke again, looking deep into Kurt's eyes.

"Kurt, I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to worry about that, like, ever…" Sam smiled, sounding nervous but battling on anyway. "… because, Kurt, I think… I think you are the most amazing person I've ever met… you've introduced me to me… and I would love nothing more than to be with you… for as long as you'll have me."

Kurt sucked in a breath, and couldn't help thinking that this was the most amazing speech he'd ever heard and wishing he could talk about his feelings like this.

But Sam wasn't done. If Kurt hadn't been paying such close attention, he probably would have missed what Sam said next. But, as it was, Kurt didn't need hearing aids or anything to hear what was the most important thing he had ever heard in his entire life.

"Kurt….I'm in love with you," Sam whispered, still looking intently into Kurt's eyes.

Kurt gasped in shock and happiness and tears immediately started pouring out if his eyes as his face broke into such a brilliant smile that it would probably have blinded the sun.

"You do?" Kurt asked, choking on his happiness.

Sam nodded; beaming at Kurt and Kurt flung himself even closer to Sam and kissed him full on the mouth, as passionately as he possibly could. It was absolute magic, the best kiss that they had ever shared. They were both so euphoric and happy, it could have cured cancer.

After a few moments, Kurt drew away from Sam, his eyes shining and his heart swelling with pride at the boy who was standing in front of him. The boy that was in love with him!

Unable to stop himself, Kurt cried out "I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, TOO!" before grabbing Sam's face and smothering it with as many kisses as possible.

Sam laughed in delight and grabbed Kurt in a big bear hug, spinning Kurt around and around like he weighed nothing at all. Kurt shrieked and the happiest of tears were streaming down both of their faces.

Eventually, still laughing, Sam stopped spinning around and they fell onto the ground, bumping into each other. Kurt ended up sitting between Sam's legs (lucky nothing painful happened!) and he curled himself comfortably against Sam who wrapped his arms around him and kissed him on the forehead. Kurt smiled up at Sam in glee, knowing that the future was going to be golden.

~Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed my story =). I plan to write a sequel to this eventually, which will be all about season 3 I guess (seeing as Kurt probably won't get his Sam boyfriend until the second half of season 2 by the looks of things) so keep a look out for that! Thanks for all your reviews, it is much appreciated. Keep Gleeking! ~