The rest of the weekend was normal according to Kurt. Because the thing that happened on Friday was not. But he has been thinking a lot about who could have sent the message. Kurt never answered it. He is almost sure that the message was not meant for him, that the person who sent it, sent it to the wrong number. That is the only explanation.
But what if it was the right number, that it was meant for Kurt. What then? And who?
All this thinking was exhausting, and It made Kurt almost forget the incident at the assembly. But as he now entered McKinley High it came back to him. This was all to much, and Kurt wished he could just go home and bury himself under the cover of his bed.
Then his phone vibrated in his pocket. Kurt looks at the phone and see that there is one new message from unknown. He is shaking as he open up the message.
From unknown:
«I haven´t seen your eyes yet. I would love to ;)»
Kurt takes a quick look around. Clutching his phone in his hand. Nothing catches his eye. Everyone is busy with their own things. Except for one of the football players who walks straight into Kurt shoulder with a look of disapproval and disgust. Kurt almost fell over, but he manages to take a hold of his locker and steady himself.
«Deep breaths» he thinks as he lean agains the cool metal of his locker. «I need to be alone»
And when the bell ring for class he finds himself in the back corner of the quiet library.
That was the first time in his life he didn´t go to class. He just couldn´t handle it.
His brain was a mess and Kurt rested his head in his arms on the table. «Why can´t I just be normal? I´m freaking out because og a few texts and a boy I haven't even met before. What is wrong with me?»
The phone, he had left it on the table besides him, started to vibrate once again. Kurt took a deep breath and looked at the screen.
From unknown:
«I didn´t mean to upset you! I´m sorry….. :(…»
Kurt felt himself go cold. The person that is sending these texts are right here, watching him. Without hesitation Kurt stood up, he quickly walked to the exit and run to his car. He was scared and confused and just wanted to be safe. And safe is home.
Luckily his father was not home when he arrived. Than he would had some explaining to do, because Kurt Hummel never skip school.
Kurt felt much safer now that he was at home. And his mind had slowed down a bit. It almost felt silly. There was nothing threatening in these texts, and the last one was actually an apology. But the «not knowing» was scary. It has always been scary for Kurt. He needed to have control over the situation he was in. That is the way it has always been.
With a deep breath he considered what would be the best way to get control over this situation.
He could ignore it, but then he would not know. Or he could try to find out who this person was and what they want.
Kurt picked up his phone and looked through the messages once again before he started to write back. And before he could change his mind he pressed «send»
From Kurt:
«Who are you?»