Author's Note: well not much to say. 2nd half of the previous chapter. Klaine. Confessions. This is my favorite chapter to write so far. It's so dang cute and Klainey!
"Come on Kurt lets go." I shouted. I had been sitting on the stair waiting for Kurt for fifteen minutes. "I'm coming don't get your pants in a twist." he said running down the stairs. "Alright boys, be careful. If you get cold you get home okay? Do you have pillow, blankets, food, do you have your inhaler Blaine it's kind of cool ou-" "We will be fine mom and yes I do have my inhaler. We will be fine I promise." I reassured. "Okay, just be careful." she said pulling both of us into a hug. "Mom we have to go." I said squirming. "Fine, get going be, back for church though." she said shooing us out the front door. "Bye Mrs. Anderson." Kurt said just before the door shut. "She is sucha worry wart some times." I said rolling my eyes. I tossed my stuff in the truck bed and hopped in the truck as usual. "What you do you mean? Your mom is so sweet." Kurt said. I rolled my eyes and shrugged. "She always bugs me about having my inhaler. I haven't had an asthma attack in three years and I'm not going to, the doctor said so." I said running my finger through my hair. "I didn't know you had asthma B." Kurt said sounding concerned.
I stopped at my spot and parked. I turned and look at Kurt. "Don't worry about it Kurt. It was bad when I was little but I'm fine now." I said a little too harshly. "Sorry B." he said softly. I climbed out of the car and set up the blankets as usual. This time I laid down a big quilt over the rest to cover up with. We climbed in and sat across from each other. "So, where do we start this time?" Kurt said. "I feel like I'm in therapy. I do have one thing; earlier when I said I was sorry I didn't stand up for you, you said if you had needed somebody to stand up for you that you wouldn't be here." I said softly. Kurt pursed his lips. "Oh that." he said softly. "Sorry forget I asked." I said quickly. "No I'll tell you. Just let me tell the story through no talking." he said. I pulled my knees up and rested my head on my knees and nodded. "Okay, I already told you about my dad and I. But not everybody was so accepting. Most of my friends were fine with it; they told me that they already kind of knew. Some people had issues with it and felt the need to let me know. I was so sure I could deal with it. Locker shoves, whatever. Call me names, sticks and stones. But here was this one kid who made it his mission to make my life a living hell. Then I don't know what happened. My life went into this downward spiral, I stopped singing, I dressed like a hobo and I did something really stupid. I cut." He stopped for a moment and dried his eyes. "I hid in my room and cut. This went on for almost a year and nobody noticed, except for my dad. He came home from work early one day and he saw my wrists and he freaked. He took me out of school and put me in a privet school. I slowly got back to me. I joined their glee club and I stopped feeling sorry for myself. I stayed there for about a year and a half then I went back and things were different. People looked at me like I was going to break again if they touched me. You know what I did. I ignored them and I did me. And now I'm here. I'm here and I'm okay. I have a great family, new friends, and you. I have you Blaine and you are amazing. You welcomed me more than people at my own school. You are going against your parents, your friends, your religion! You don't care what I am or who I am. I'm proud of you for that B." Kurt said. "You can talk now." he said nervously. I scooched over to Kurt and rested my head on his shoulder. "You're beautiful Kurt. I anybody ever tells you different let me know. I want to kick them in the face." I said flatly. Kurt rested his head on my mine and smiled. "You can go to Prince Charming to serial killer in no time at all." he said laughing. "I'm serious Kurt. You're beautiful. You have the bluest eyes in the world and you skin is so pale but you have just a few little freckles that are adorable. Your hair is always perfect. You look just as cute in sweats and t-shirts as you do in fancy cloths. You are so strong and inspiring. You make me smile and laugh. You came to my baseball game. Even my parents didn't come. They went to a wedding. I work so hard for my dad and he doesn't see it. If I ever come out to him he will, disown me, send me away, or kill me." I said shaking. Kurt pulled me into a hug. "You are so handsome B. You have the prettiest eyes in the world. They are this mix of hazel and brown that have these little gold flecks that sparkle when you're truly happy. Not hanging out with Clayton happy or eating ice cream happy. Happy like pitching, singing, playing guitar, talking with Tyler, or talking about your grandpa." he whispered in my ear. I sat up quickly and looked Kurt right in the eyes. "When I'm with you." I stated. "What?" he asked. I took a deep breath, this was it. "I'm truly happy when I'm with you. I told you I was gay about a week after I met you. I haven't even told Adi or Ty. I smile when I hear you laugh, sing, talk, when you mumble in your sleep about not wanting to get up, when you snore. It's like I'm on a cloud when I'm with you. When you said I was flirting with you I didn't know what to do. If we had been here I don't know what I would have said. The first time I saw you I was scared. I was scared what would happen if I let myself feel something for you. Scared you would be like everybody else in this hick town. If you would like me back and if you did would I be enough of a man to stand up for those feeling. Would I be a coward and run away and treat you like dirt." I said still shaking. Kurt opened his mouth and shut it. "Shit, I just ruined my life." I said leaning back against the edge of the truck. "First of all you just cussed." he said smirking. I gulped. "Second you did not just ruin your life." he said with a small grin of his perfect pink lips. "I d-d-didn't?" I stuttered. "Nope." he shifted over and grabbed my hands. "This is so corny. Okay, so the first time I saw you was from a window on the charter bus. You had on a baseball shirt and shorts. Your hair was a mess but my first thoughts were, 'that is the dorkiest kid ever. But he has the cutest hair ever and I bet I'm not lucky enough to live with that hobbit for a year.' But then my teacher pointed to you and said 'go say hello, and don't slouch'. I was over the moon with excitement. You had the most adorable smile and were a total gentleman." Kurt smiled that huge grin I am head over heels for. Then I did the dorkiest thing ever, I took inhaler out of my pocket and took a big breath. "I feel like I should say something really cutesy and romantic but instead I just used my inhaler. I am a total dork." I said leaning in. "I find your dorkiness very attractive." He leaned in and winked. "Well then I guess I'm the cutest guy ever." I said and leaned in inched from Kurt's lips. Then, we kissed. It was soft and sweet and innocent. We drew back and look at each other. "That was the best first kiss I could have ever imagined." I said placing a kiss on Kurt's cheek. "Crap, that was your first kiss!" he shouted. "Well, with a boy. I've kissed a girl before, those don't count do they?" I asked curious. "My first kiss was with a girl, but I don't count that. My first kiss with a boy from my privet school. He seemed sweet and caring but he turned out to be a total jerk and was only into me because he thought I would put out. I hope that I didn't ruin your first real kiss." he said leaning against the edge of the truck next to me. "The opposite. It was perfect. You are awesome kiss Kurt and that cow that you dated should be shoved in a grain bin." I laughed. I leaned my head on Kurt's shoulder and let him kiss my hair. "I just kiss a boy and its Sunday." I said laughing. "Why are you laughing?" Kurt said. "I kissed a boy and the world didn't end. The ground didn't crack open and drag me down to Hell. I didn't burst into flames. Nothing happened." I said smiling. "So you didn't feel anything?" Kurt said sounding disappointed. "Fireworks." I said smiled. I planed another kiss on his mouth and held him close. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and held on tight to me. I tried to pull away but he wouldn't let go. I started to panic. "Kurt let go." I crocked out. I pulled away and took another breath of my inhaler. "B are you okay? Do we need to go home?" he said starting to stand up. I grabbed his hand and pulled him back down. "Sit down Kurt I'm fine. The cold air is just hard on my asthma is all. I'll be fine. You just literally took my breath away is all." I said taking deep breaths. "Very funny." Kurt said yawning. "Let's go to sleep." I climbed under the quilt and smiled up at Kurt. "Come to bed Kurtsy." I said in a babying voice. "I never thought I would say that to you." I said ruffling my hair. "I don't mind it at all Blainey." he said in the same voice. He crawled under the blanket next to me. I snuggled closer to him and kissed him softly on the forehead. "You are the most romantic hobbit ever Mr. Anderson." whispered Kurt and wrapped his arms around my waist. For the first time in a while I fell asleep with a genuine smile on my face.
Author's Note: So durn cute! I'm so pumped for this story now! Also does anybody want to read these before I post them to check for errors? I'd love the help! Also with the felling in the grain bin thing, if you were to fall in a full grain bin you would basically sink and suffocate. A little gruesome but oh well. Well for to sleep now it's like 1 A.M. here! Yikes! Love yall!