Kurt

I'd been sitting at my vanity, just staring at my reflection in the bronze, gilded frame mirror, for the past 20 minutes. Why was I sorry worried about, almost protective of Dave Karofsky? He'd only been out to me for a week and 2 days. Surely I couldn't have built up that much trust by this time.

Perhaps the idea of him being outed, which I truly didn't believe should ever happen to anybody, was what was getting to me. I knew that his friends were getting suspicous and in my opinion neither of us had done anything that should arrouse that suspicion. We were acting like friends, the way I'd act with Mercedes or Rachel, maybe even Finn.

But thinking back, when Finn had began acting friendly with me, the jocks had accused him of being gay as well. It was as if they really thought gayness was a disease or something.

So the main problem was me. Because I was gay, suddenly friendly jocks meant I'd turned them gay. It made me feel bad. The thought that Karofsky was getting this because of me. Even though I hadn't forced him into being my friend and he seemed to willingly be attempting to almost repay me for what he'd put me through, it made me feel bad. If it had been Finn he was being suddenly nice to, or Artie or Sam or any of the other glee guys, then it wouldn't of been gay. It might have been weird that he was suddenly nice to them, but it wouldn't be gay.

I looked at the text I'd received from Dave before I'd sat down at this mirror.

From Dave: Sorry I didn't text back. Had dinner with some church go-ers who have decided that I'm probably going to rot in hell for playing sport and not having straight A's. I'm really sorry about Azimio and the guys. I don't get why they're approaching you with all that shit. And don't worry about them giving me hell. I just hope that they don't give you hell.

I smirked at the first bit, but the last bit wiped that away. I hoped he wasn't worried about me like I was worried about him. Or was I happy he was worried about me?

No. He wouldn't be worried about me. He had his own problems.

I decided that then was as good a time as any to reply back.

'Church go-ers huh? Sounds like my kind of hell. And don't worry about me. I'm fine, just preparing some verbal abuse for if those jerks tell anyone you're gay. I'm sure you could kick their butts, but I find words are more effective ;]'

There, that should show him that I was going to back him up in the best ways I could and hopefully it would show him that I didn't need his apologies. I was perfectly fine and he had no reason to apologise to me. Yeah, perhaps those guys approaching me in The Lima Bean was unnecessary, but it wasn't like I wasn't used to it.

Finn came bounding down the stairs, his footsteps heavy and hard not the hear. 'Kurt, your dad has been calling for ages. Dinner's ready!,' Finn said impatiently. I was obviously delaying him from eating and for Finn that was enough to make him annoyed.

I tore my eyes away from my reflection and followed Finn, who shot back up the stairs without hesitation. When I arrived at the table, Finn, Carole and dad were all sat in their usual places waiting for me to join them.

'Sorry, I didn't hear you,' I explained as I sat down, but Finn and dad didn't need to wait for an explaination as they almost literally dived into their dinner.

Carole was asking me how Blaine was and I was about to fill her in about earlier in The Lima Bean, when I realised it probably wasn't necessary and I would have to explain about David too. I really hated having to keep secrets!

When dinner was over, I abruptly ran back downstairs to my room where I swooped my phone up from off my vanity. Dave had texted back.

From Dave: My sister read my texts. She knows :/

Oh dear. Dave really wasn't having a good day today, was he? First the jocks and now his sister. I'd never met his sister, but I hoped that she was one that would listen to Dave and no go telling every person she came across.

'How did she take it?'

Now I was really worried about Dave. He really hadn't wanted his parents finding out and I'd remembered what he'd said about his sister. 'She kind of goes by what mum and dad go by.' Did that mean she'd tell? Is she super religious too?

From Dave: She was actually nice about it, said she won't tell anyone. I'm just more worried that she'll bring it up accidently or when we're in an argument or something. Know her she'd use it to blackmail me.

Well that was better than her running and telling his parents I guessed.

Finn came running back down the stairs, nodding at me as he went past and then went straight to his wardrobe, pulling out some new jeans and a grey t-shirt. He was about to go into the bathroom to change, but I was curious.

'Going out, Finn?' I asked. He spun his head around to face me, pausing in the doorway.

'Yeah, me and some of the football guys are going bowling,' he said. The football guys?

'Who's going?' I persisted. Everyone knew that Finn and I were living together, and they knew our parents were a couple. They really could use Finn against me and Dave.

'Just me, Puck, Sam, Azimio, Strandlo, Tinsley and I think Artie might be coming too,' he told me. Then he cocked his head. 'Why do you ask?'

'No reason.'

Oh dear. Azimio, Strandlo and Tinsley were the ones who'd confronted Dave and I. What if they talked to Finn about it? Would they do that? Surely they wouldn't drag Finn into it. But as I thought about it a bit longer, I was sure they would do something like that. Something that would get to me, or even spread word about mine and Dave's new 'friendship'.

I decided to keep my mouth shut to Finn. I just had to hope that Azimio wouldn't say anything. I hoped that he wouldn't think Finn and I were close enough for Finn to hastle me about it or for him to give information about it to my parents. I really hoped.

Just to say that because I did a whole chapter of Dave, I decided I needed a whole chapter of Kurt too. And yeah, I'm dragging Finn into this. Poor Finn. Anyway! ENJOY!