Well I've told a couple of you guys that I was going away for the weekend and would update this when I got back, but I was really looking forward to writing about Azimio's reaction, so I thought I'd write it a little earlier. Thank you for reading guys :)

Dave

'Dude...' Az muttered, but I didn't wait for him to continue. I ran. Ran in whatever direction I could until I found the car park. I dove into my car and drove, wanting to put as much distance between Az and I as possible.

Shit! What had he heard! If he'd overheard only a little bit of the conversation, he might not have understood, but if he'd heard all of our conversation, it was blatant what we were speaking about.

I sat in the drive, just staring at the steering wheel, thinking about how the fuck I was going to excuse myself from this. First of all, I needed to know what he'd heard, but the only way to find out was to talk to him. If I spoke to him and he'd heard everything then that would just be an excuse for him to get to me. To make my life hell.

I realised that I'd been sitting in the drive for a while, so I jumped out of the car and went into the house. Mum and dad were home, both sitting in the living room, but I didn't want to speak to them. I yelled a quick hello and ran upstairs. Good job Lauren wasn't home yet.

I must have been in my room for about an hour, just sitting, thinking about what I could do. If I didn't talk to Az, everyone would wonder what was going on. What if Az told everyone? I was sure he would.

There was a knock at the door and I propped myself up on my elbows. Damn it, stupid nosy family.

'Come in!' I called and waited for either my mum, dad or sister to enter, but non of them did. Instead a big, broad figure stepped through the door.

'What are you doing here, Az? How did you get in?' I immediately questioned, sitting up fully. I tried to read his expression. He didn't look angry. That was a good sign I guessed.

'Your mum let me in. Er, I guess we need to talk, man.'

Shit. What the fuck was he going to do. Threaten me?

'What about?' I persisted.

'Well, I left my History textbook in my locker, so I went to get it and I heard you with Hummel. Explain, dude.'

'What is there to explain? If you heard me, then you should know the situation,' I told him. I may as well give up now. He'd heard. He knew what was going on. He knew about me and Kurt.

'Look, I'm sorry man. I know I gave you a hard time before about Hummel, I was just worried about what the other guys were saying. You were just acting so weirdly and people were beginning to notice, they had their suspicions. I didn't want them to give you a hard time about it, so I gave you a hard time, I hoped you'd take the hint. Dude, don't hate me for it. I guess I know why you were acting so differently now...'

I realised my jaw had dropped slightly and immediately slammed it shut.

'So, when are you gonna beat me up?' Shit, did I just think outloud? Az seemed to find it amusing and let out a loud chuckle.

'Dude, I'm not gonna beat you up! I don't care if you want Hummel's ass, as long as you don't want mine,' he explained, ending with another chuckle.

'Seriously, man? You're not gonna tell people are you?'

'Nope, just don't run off from me again, okay?'

I slapped my palm to my forhead. 'Sorry about that. I panicked. I thought you'd kick the shit out of me,' I admitted.

Was Az really saying that he didn't mind me being gay? I was so confused, I honestly thought that he'd have hated me for it.

'Man, we've been friends since we were in diapers! And you'd probably be able to kick the shit out of me if I ever tried,' he said.

Woah, I didn't even need to make excuses or try and get out of it. I didn't need to convince him not to tell anyone. I didn't need to avoid himand beg him not to beat me up.

Everything suddenly seemed a whole lot better.

Kurt

I had no idea what had just happened. Had Dave just said he wanted an "us"? Had I just agreed to it? What the hell?

And he'd agreed to letting me tell me dad. If I dated anyone, I could never keep it a secret from my dad. It was just something he needed to know. We'd always agreed that he was to know the main details, maybe not specific ones, but most of them.

'Dad? Carole? Can I talk to you?' I said as I entered the living room. Finn was out with Puck so he wouldn't interupt us. Dad and Carole looked up at me. I settled down on the arm chair and thought of a way to phrase what I was about to say.

'Well, you know David Karofsky?' I started. Dad immediately frowned. Not a fantastic sign.

'He giving you trouble, son?' my dad immediately assumed.

'No! No it's not that. It's just... a couple of weeks back he kind of … came out to me.' I paused, giving dad and Carole time to take it in. 'And since then, we've kind of become closer, I've got to know the real him and … I really like the new Dave.'

My dad's eyebrows shot up immediately.

'What? So let me get this straight. The guy who made your life miserable came out and all of a sudden you like him?' my dad asked.

'Yeah, he apologised for all that. Explained why he did it and promised that he'd never do it again. In fact, he's been so nice to me, it's as if he's trying to make up for it. And he's different. The nice side of him is really different,' I explained.

'And you like him? As in like... or like like?' Carole interjected. My expression gave away my answer immediately.

'Son, are you sure about this? I mean, if you trust him then of course I'm going to take in your opinions, but I'm still not that sure?' Dad said.

'Yeah, dad I honestly really trust him. And he needs my help and support. If you want, I can bring him around to talk to you. He really is different now.'

Dad nodded and have a half hearted smile. 'Look, I'm going to trust you on this one. If you really think hes changed, then maybe he has. But yeah, I do want to talk to him. Just make sure his intentions are clear.'

'Thanks. I'll talk to him soon, and he really is a great guy, honestly,' I clarified. I gave both dad and Carole a hug, so happy that they seemed to approve of my decisions.

Now I didn't have to worry about that. Now all I had to worry about was Dave and keeping us a secret. This was going to be difficult...