This was rushed, I know it isn't as good as it could be, but this is just a small bit of practice for something bigger I have planned J

Chapter 4 - One Kiss From You.

Kurt's POV.

"Kurt, you know what I'm going to say to you next," said the large mouthed youth.

I sat there confused, and I didn't hide my confusion. "Sam Evans, what are you talking about?"

"Kurt, I'm gay," he said, tears glazing his eyes.

I wasn't stunned that he was gay, but what I was stunned at is that he was telling me. Me of all people? Why me? We aren't close. The only things we have in common are Glee Club and Finn.

"Does Finn know?" I asked, my voice shaking.

"No, I planned on telling him this weekend, but that isn't going to happen," he replied, his voice trembling too. A lone tear ran down his face.

"Sam, why are you crying?" I pressed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"You are the first person I have told, and its scary. I have known for years. I'm 17 years old, and I can't run from myself any longer. But I'm ashamed, I have let my parents down, I have let Quinn down. I'm a failure!"

"Sam Evans, don't you dare say that. And yes it is scary, but I have dealt with these feelings for as long as I can remember, but its gets easier, I promise," I said pulling the boy into a loose hug.

Sam's POV

I can't believe I just told him. He is the one person that I have told. I don't know why I told him? It just seemed right. I hope he doesn't realise I like him.

"Kurt, please don't.." I began.

"Sam, I would never tell anyone anything a friend has said to me in confidence. Please just know that,"

It was them words, they sent fire through me veins, and before I knew what I was doing, I had forced my lips upon the petite boy's own lips. I could feel him go rigid, and slightly return the kiss, before he backed off.

"Sam, this is too much for me to get me head around, and this should happen here. This is Lima, doing this in public is like murder," the countertenor said with a bitter sigh.

"I'm so sorry, I- I -I.." I started, but couldn't find the words to complete the sentence.

"Sam never apologize for having feelings for someone, you can't help who you like," when Kurt said them words, I instantly relaxed. The chic boy knows how to deal with situations like this very well.

"Thank you Kurt, you don't know how much it means to me that you said that," I replied honestly.

"Yes I do, Sam. Believe me. Mercedes helped me through many tough times. Honestly, I think I wouldn't be around anymore if it wasn't for that girl,"

"What do you me…" I tried to ask, but Kurt raised a finger a placed it to my lips, hushing me.

"Let's go and see Finn," he interjected and we rose from our positions on the bench, and walked into the hospital.

All the way to Finn's room my head was a wreck. I had a million different thoughts and feelings floating around it at once. From my feeling about Kurt, to how I could break up with Quinn to get with Kurt, whether Finn and Puck were going to be okay, and how I could approach Kurt, alone, again.

When we arrived at Finns room I saw Rachel and Mercedes sitting beside his bed. Rachel looked like she had been crying for hours, and although Mercedes also looked like she had been crying, she looked more composed than her Jewish friend. They nodded at me, greeting my sadly. When I turned to the bed I was horrified at the sight I saw. My knees went weak and I crumbled to the floor, tears filling up my eyes.

I felt a warm hand touch my shoulder, it squeezed gently, and the absence of nails told me it was Kurt. I touched his hand back, acknowledging that he had come to comfort me, but when I did he pulled his hand away so fast I barely touched it.

"Kurt? What's wrong?" I heard Rachel say curiously.

I rapidly cleared the tears from my eyes, and choked back the rest that were ready to jump down my face. I stood up swiftly and looked at my three Glee Club friends. "This is my fault," I announced, guilt layering thickly in my proclamation.

"Sam, don't say that, how can you even know something like this was going to happen?" Rachel said, jumping up from her chair next to the hospital bed.

"It is," I tried reassuring them. I turned to Kurt. I wanted to make him understand, that all this was my fault. "I was meant to hang with Finn today, but I blew him off 'cause Quinn was being a bitch, saying we were never spending time together. If I was there this might not have happened. Two of us could have put up a far better fight,"

Fresh tears glazed my eyes. I stared intently at Kurt. His blue eyes stared back at me empathically and spoke, "No, Sam, if even Puck couldn't help him, then I don't think anyone else could have,"

"But then there would have been three of us!" I shot at him. His eyes narrowed.

"Sam, why are you saying this? We know it isn't your fault, please stop this, its ridiculous!" Kurt said his voice rising a little.

By this stage tears were streaming down my face. I couldn't feel any more guilty unless I had actually killed my two injured friends. Kurt stepped up to me, looking up into my eyes, he said, "Me, Rachel and Mercedes are having a sleepover at mine tonight, come along? It will help get your mind off of this,"

"We are?" said questioned Rachel behind Kurt.

"We are now. We need to. This has affected more of us than I thought. None of us should be alone, damn it, none of deserve to be alone after what has just happened,"

"Ok, cool. I'm going to go home and get ready then, what time should I come over?" I asked Kurt gratefully.

"How is seven?" Kurt asked me.

"Perfect, I will see you Guys then?" I said to the room.

"Indeed," Rachel said, sounding a little happier.

"Sure thang, Home Boy," said Mercedes.

I went to exit the room but Kurt grabbed my wrist, "You have no way home, let me drive you. I need to go home and get the house ready and go to the store to get some food for us. Do you guys need a ride home?" he said letting go of my wrist and turning to the two girls.

"No, thanks Kurt, but I'm going to stay here for a little while with Finn, your parents went to the cafeteria, they said they're going to have lunch there, I'll drive home when they come back," Rachel answered.

"I'm good too, I'll get my parents to pick me up when Rachel leaves, I don't wanna leave her on her own," she explained warmly, and placed a comforting hand on Rachel's arm.

"Ok, no problem, I'll see you guys around seven then?" Kurt asked for confirmation.

"Yeah, sure Kurt, see you then Hon," Said Mercedes, while Rachel nodded her agreement.

"Great, bye then," said Kurt, as I watched him I saw his eyes linger on Finn and I saw his knees shake a little. After a brief moment the small teen shook his head and exited the room. I followed suit waving to the two girls who sat in the hospital room.