Disclaimer: Alas, I still do not own D:
Beta-ed by: Debraelq
Timeline: Monday –Wednesday
--Chapter 10: Future--
"I-it was great."
Rachel giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck before pressing their lips together.
"Oh, Kurt, you're such a good person!"
Yeah, I have to be to put up with you, now don't I?
"T-thank you."
She kissed him again.
--Breaking the Rules--
That had been on Monday afternoon and by Wednesday morning Kurt had really wanted to avoid her.
She had spent all of Tuesday kissing him, following him, and hanging off of his arm like some monkey-hybrid.
I wouldn't mind linking arms with Finn though…
You let Mercedes link arms with you. Go out with her!
…Ew.
--Breaking the Rules--
It was lunch time, and Kurt was sitting with Mercedes, Tina, and Artie when Rachel set her tray down next to his.
"Hey Kurt!"
He sighed. "Hello there."
"What's the matter?" Her smile made its way into a slight frown. "Are you alright?"
"I-I'm fine." He went back to picking at his food. He really wanted a salad right now… He would kill for a salad.
I know something else I'd kill for… His eyes drifted to Finn who was happily eating a hamburger and talking to Noah Puckerman. Finn eyes drifted to him and their gaze locked.
Well, you can't have salad… Or Hudson.
But I waaant him!
…You are so pathetic.
A pout formed on his lips. I don't care, I love him…
The voice snorted inside his head. You're so stupid; he will never like you, Kurt. Look at yourself, you unnatural freak.
A small whimper escaped from his lips which were no longer pouting. But I-
"-urt, Kurt? Kurt!"
"O-oh… What?"
Her face showed that she was concerned.
Probably wondering if I can still kiss her. A light shudder ran throughout his body.
"Are you sure you're okay, Kurt? I normally wouldn't repeat myself, but you were acting as if someone was yelling at you, and you were kinda daydreaming and recoiling in fear… You were also looking at Finn." The hurt in her voice was obvious.
Oh great… Only I should have permission to cry like a hormonal, teenage girl…
I, for once, agree with you...
"I'm just... Distracted. Thinking about the past, the f-future... Our future."
I can almost taste the bile in my throat...
She positively beamed. "You're so great Kurt." She fluttered her lashes.
I really miss my clothes. Can I wear my clothes?
I wouldn't recommend it... Burt would kill you in two seconds.
Good point...
He poked at the prison food with his plastic fork and sighed, ignoring Rachel for now.
It was a shame that his dad would not let him pack his own lunches anymore; the ones he made for himself were too girly.
This will so wreck my diet...
