Really short, but I wanted to get this chapter over with so I could start on number six J can feel something juicy coming on ;)
Chapter 5 - My First Kiss.
Kurt's POV.
I couldn't believe what had happened. It was surreal. I can't believe he likes me! And who ever said dreams can't be a reality? But should I be happy? I don't want to get too ahead of myself.
The car journey home was awkward. I sat there intent on driving, hardly daring to look at the cute blonde boy sitting in the seat next to me. He seemed to be doing the same, although every time I risked a glance, I saw him smile feebly and attempt to say something, but no words came out of his adorably large lips. In the end I thought I'd have to bit the bullet. Sam live another 15 minutes away, at a reasonable speed, I couldn't sit in silence for the rest of this car journey.
"Sam, look. I like you, I have since I saw you, but why me Sam?" I asked tentatively.
"Like you said we can't help who we like," he told me.
This statement threw me off guard. Did he mean what I thought he meant? Does he hate the fact that he likes me? I decided to pull into a Starbucks parking lot. When the car stopped I turned to look at him. He saw the hurt expression on my face and seemed confused.
"Kurt, what's wrong? Did I say something?" he asked frantically.
"You said that you can't help who you like," I began. "Does that mean that you don't want to like me, but you cant help it?"
An understanding expression fell across his face, swiftly followed by a sorrowful expression.
"No of course not, Kurt! I really like you, I just meant that I can't help liking you, however impractical it is, and how many problems it could make!" he said to me, his voice somersaulting into a high pitched noise.
"Ok, Blondie," I retorted believing him. From what all the other girls had said, especially Quinn, he never had a great way with words, unless he was singing. That voice, like velvet, its beautiful, I melt like butter every time I hear it. I went to pull out of the parking space I was occupying, but Sam grabbed my hand.
"Kurt, I really like you, I have never felt this way about another person, girl or boy. Can we go to my place for a little while, so we can talk about things?"
"Ok, not for long though, I really need go shopping," I replied sweetly.
"I'll go shopping with you, we can go now. Then get my stuff from mine, then straight to yours, and talk before the girls arrive," Sam said to me, a hopeful tone in his voice.
"Errrr, OK?" I said a little taken aback.
"Kurt, I just really want to get to know you more, you're amazing."
That was it, I was butter and I had melted. I lunged forward and kissed the boy square on the lips. I could feel him smiling under my lips but nonetheless he still kissed back softly. This made me beam. When I backed away, I could see him glowing, but I turned puce. I had never lost control like that, unless I was seriously peeved, or screaming at Karofsky. I regained my posture, and turned back to the steering wheel.
"Kurt, that was amazing, thank you," said Sam, sounding more than delighted.
"For what?" I teased, surprising myself at my flirtatious attitude.
"For being there today, and for this," I said, gratitude filling his voice.
"Sam, if you didn't notice yet, I feel the same about you, but we will talk about this later. Now we have to go to the supermarket," I retorted smiling at the big lipped bomb shell.