A/N: Due to a lot of requests I'm reposting this story. Chapters have been grouped up in fours, sorry if that annoys people. This story was written way back in season 2 when we were just hearing rumors about the existence of Blaine, so a lot of things have changed in the show in terms of character dynamics. Keep that in mind when reading this story. Thanks! I've been stuck on this story for a long time now with no idea where to go with it. Any help will be appreciated and maybe one day I'll finally get this done so please comment and tell me what you think!
Chapter 1: I come with a disclaimer
Wingardium Leviosa has entered the conversation-
Lemonhead has entered the conversation-
Wingardium Leviosa- What's with the name?
Lemonhead- A kid at school figured out what I did with my hair.
Wingardium Leviosa- lol. Told you it was obvious.
Lemonhead- It seemed like a good idea at the time!
Wingardium Leviosa- It always does. :-P
Wingardium Leviosa- Guess what.
Lemonhead- O.o Bad things happen when you say that.
Wingardium Leviosa- No they don't.
Lemonhead- Last time you said that I ended up going with you to a musical harry potter preformance
Wingardium Leviosa- Performance. And that was art. Just because you're to boorish to appreciate it...
Lemonhead- Whatever. So what am I supposed to be guessing about? Did they make a sequel?
Wingardium Leviosa- They did actually. It's fantastic. It just premiered this summer!
Lemonhead- _ Crap.
Wingardium Leviosa- Shut up. You liked it. But that wasn't what I was going to tell you.
Lemonhead- Alright…
Wingardium Leviosa- But you're being mean. I don't think I will tell you now.
Lemonhead- Blaine!
Wingardium Leviosa- My aunt is moving to Lima next weekend. And guess who got roped into helping her move…
Lemonhead- You're coming here? :-D
Wingardium Leviosa- Yup. I'm on fall break, I'll be there all week.
Lemonhead- That's awesome. There's a kid I really want you to meet.
Wingardium Leviosa- O.o…You're not trying to set me up, are you?
Lemonhead- No. He's just the only gay kid in the school. I think he's been getting a lot of crap lately and I thought it would help him if he could meet and talk to another, you know, gay kid. I don't think he ever has met someone like him.
Wingardium Leviosa-… That's really sweet Sam.
Wingardium Leviosa- Why'd you have to be straight? :-(
Lemonhead- Blaine, seriously.
Wingardium Leviosa- Is he cute?
Lemonhead-Idk, I guess?
Wingardium Leviosa- Yeah, I'll talk to him.
Wingardium Leviosa- Hey, I've got to go. But I'll ttyl?
Lemonhead- Sounds good. Bye!
ibWingardium Leviosa has left the conversation-
Lemonhead has left the conversation-/i/b
"So this is McKinley High."
Sam shouldered his bag as they started walking across the parking lot.
"I'm half expecting to see a sign across the doors: Abandon all hope, ye who enter here."
Sam rolled his eyes. "It's not that bad."
Blaine eyed the school suspiciously. "Mmhmm."
"It's just really different from what you're used to."
"Thank god I don't have to get used to this."
"C'mon. I've got Glee practice."
"That's the kid, over there." Sam nodded at the smaller boy sitting in the back of the room.
"He is cute."
"Can you just… talk to him? Without scarring him?"
Blaine patted Sam's shoulder "Sure." He walked to the back and sat next to the boy. "I'm Blaine." He offered his hand.
Kurt frowned at him. "I'm gay."
"Wow." Blaine retracted his hand. "You're parents named you that?"
Kurt closed his eyes and sighed. "Sorry, some people think that I should come with a disclaimer. But a sign around my neck would clash with my outfits. So… I'm gay."
"What are you at home?"
"Kurt."
"I can tell."
Kurt rolled his eyes at the pun.
Blaine offered his hand again. "Hi Kurt."
It almost hurt at how surprised Kurt looked at the gesture, but he took Blaine's hand. "Hi."
"I'm a friend of Sam's from his old school."
Kurt nodded and offered him a tight smile. "Well, welcome to McKinley." He turned to the front of the room as Mr. Shue walked in.
"Sam said we should talk." Kurt looked at him wide eyed. "I forgot to offer my disclaimer when I introduced myself."
"You- you're…"
Blaine smiled encouragingly. "Yeah."
"Oh."
"Sam said you were the only out kid in school."
"In this town." Kurt corrected.
"Sam is making cow eyes at that girl."
"Quinn."
"So I figure I'm free for lunch, if there's a place nearby."
Kurt shot a look to where Finn was sitting. The other boy was frowning at their interaction. "I don't think you'd want-"
"It really helps to talk to someone who can actually relate and who actually understands." He saw Kurt looking at Finn and put a hand a on the smaller boy's leg, making him jump. Blaine saw Finn's expression change from disapproving to shock, and the boy blushed red and finally turned away. "How about it?"
Kurt studied him for a moment before offering him a tentative smile, "I think… I think I'd like that."
Mr. Shue was going on about the theme of the week.
This week:
Discovery.
Chapter 2: The songs start to make sense
Finn steeled himself. Okay, he can do this. Trademark goofy grin on. And march.
"Hey Kurt." He walked up to Kurt's locker and put his hand on Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt didn't even turn around from his locker. "Don't touch me."
Finn quickly removed his hand. "I-uh I wanted to apologize."
Kurt slammed his locker shut and kept his gaze firmly away from the taller boy. "Oh?"
"For… what I said. And for pushing you to not sing with Sam."
"That was over a week ago." Kurt started walking away, Finn followed.
"Yeah. I probably should have apologized sooner." Kurt snorted. "I wasn't sure what to say."
Kurt stopped and finally made eye contact with Finn. Finn didn't like how cold it was. "Well, thank you for your apology."
Finn awkwardly stuck his hands in his pockets and "So you were talking to that new guy in glee today."
Kurt's eyes narrowed. "Yeah, I was."
"What did he want?"
"Lunch."
"Lunch?"
"He's visiting Sam. So you don't need to worry about his reputation or how it would affect glee. And I told him I was gay right away." Kurt smiled tightly. "I wasn't being creepy and he asked me to go with him. I think that covers all the reasons you told me not to talk to a guy, so I think it's alright I said yes."
"Are you sure you should be going?"
"You don't need to protect him from me." He started walking down the hall again. "He is gay too."
Finn mumbled a curse under his breath and hastily moved so he was blocking Kurt's way.
"He's not the one I'm worried about." Kurt raised an eyebrow so Finn quickly continued. "I kinda figured he was… gay already. But you've never been around someone who was gay too." Kurt didn't look impressed in the direction the conversation was heading. "Look you've never been around someone who could like you back. I'm just worried that if he pushes at all you wouldn't know how to say no."
"I'm sure not all gays are sexual predators like me. I know you have obviously never seen it but some of them do actually know that no means no. We're just going out to talk. I'll be fine."
"I never said you were a sexual-"
"You implied it though." Kurt snapped.
Finn ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "I know what I said was wrong and I handled things badly, but you have to admit I had a point."
"Dad agreed with you. So I suppose you did. I did go over board at some points, and I'm sorry I ever made you uncomfortable." Kurt started to try to move around Finn. "Now leave me alone."
Finn stopped him. "I just want to make sure you're careful."
Kurt gave Finn a soft smile. "Are you going all big brother on me Finn Hudson?"
Finn smiled back, happy that Kurt finally understood that he wasn't trying to be the bad guy. "Yeah. I guess."
Kurt's smile turned to a sneer of disdain. "Well don't. Because you're not my big brother. After everything you've said, you're not even my friend. Not anymore." He pushed past the larger boy and all but ran down the hall way to his class.
"How do you handle it?" Kurt asked as he stared into his coffee cup. "Being out at school."
"I think I've got it a lot easier than you. Our school has a strict, and I mean strict, no bullying policy. I mean it kind of has to if the students are going to be living together all year. And I'm not the only kid who's out at school." Blaine put his hand on Kurt's so he looked up at him. "You're an incredibly brave guy. The reason I'm at my school now was because I couldn't handle the bullying in middle school. And looking back on that, it was nothing. It seemed like the biggest deal in the world to me at the time. I can tell you right now, you'll look back on high school the same way."
Kurt didn't look too sure, but he nodded and studied the table. "Have you… have you ever been with another guy?"
"Yeah."
"What was it like?" Kurt bit his lip quickly and started to stammer. "I'm sorry. You don't have to tell me. I shouldn't have-"
Blaine squeezed his hand. "It was amazing. When you're in love with some one it's the best feeling in the world."
"How do you know when you're in…"
Blaine shrugged. "The songs make sense."
Kurt huffed a little laugh and checked his watch. His eyes widened. "Crap. We need to get back to school. We're going to be late."
Blaine tossed a few bills on the table when Kurt started rummaging through his bag for his wallet. "Lunch is on me."
"But-"
"C'mon." Blaine stood up and offered Kurt his hand. "Don't want you to be late for class."
Chapter 3: You're not Eminem and I'm not Rhianna
"Good lunch?"
"Yeah." Blaine was lounging on the couch watching tv while Sam sat on the floor beside him struggling through his homework. "Kurt's a good kid. It's too bad he's been so beat up on. He's got like no self confidence." He sat up. "When do you have your next glee practice?"
"Tomorrow"
"Think your teacher will let me sing a song?"
Sam shrugged. "Probably. But dude, if you're any good they'll go all crazy eyes at you and try to recruit you."
"I think I'll take that risk. Besides, my glee club wouldn't let it stand if your glee club kidnapped me."
"Dalton has a glee club now?"
"Started this year. The Dalton Academy Warblers." Blaine smiled smugly. "I actually think we'll be competing against you guys in regionals if you get through sectionals."
"You mean if iyou/i get past sectionals."
"Please. With me singing lead? No contest."
"You're lead?"
"Right? Isn't that totally awesome?" Blaine flopped back down on the couch and started flipping through channels. "What was that tall guy's name?"
"Finn?"
"Yeah, what's his problem? He was giving me the hairy eyeball while I was talking to Kurt during practice. And Kurt seemed kinda nervous or upset by it."
Sam shrugged and turned his attention to his homework. "Finn's been giving Kurt a hard time. They're kind of almost step-brothers I guess 'cause their parents are going out. I don't really know what's up with them. Finn told me to not sing a duet with him."
Blaine sat up on his elbows. "You did though right?"
"I would have. But Kurt broke it off."
Blaine frowned. "And you let him?"
"Don't look at me like that." Sam snapped. "I didn't know what to do. And I've already talked to Finn about it, and how what he did was wrong." When Blaine's expression didn't change, Sam threw a pen at him. "Seriously. stop looking at me like that. There wasn't a whole lot that I could do."
"Who'd he end up singing with?"
"Himself."
"How do you duet with yourself?"
"I dunno, but his thing was totally awesome and… dude, stop looking like I kicked a baby or something." Sam looked away and stared at his homework intensely. "You weren't there. So don't get all judgmentally on me. I'm going to try to do right by him. It's just hard you know. I'm new here, and I'm trying to get settled in too. This isn't like Dalton."
"I can see that." Sam spun around to glare at him so he held his hands up in surrender. "I'm not judging you, so relax." He tossed the pen back at Sam. "I get it."
Sam chewed his lip eager to get off the subject. "So… what are you going to sing?"
Blaine relaxed back onto the couch allowing the change. "You'll see." He looked up at the TV and broke out into a grin. "Hey dude! Firefly!"
Sam looked up. "I learned how to play this on my guitar."
"Dude, that's totally awesome."
"Hey Dad." Kurt squeezed his dad's shoulder as he walked past the couch towards the kitchen.
"Hey kid." Burt looked up from his newspaper. "How was school?"
"The usual."
"Carole and Finn are coming over for dinner tonight remember?"
Kurt froze, he hadn't remembered. "Uh… right." He shook himself a little and turned around to face his dad with a tight grin. "Great. Just don't think this means you're getting a chance to sneak in anything that's not on your approved foods list."
Burt rolled his eyes and turned back to his paper. Kurt turned around and sagged against the counter.
Crap.
"Dinner is very good sweetie." Carole smiled encouragingly at Kurt. "You're going to have to show me how to make it.
He tried to return the smile. "Thanks. The secret ingredient is the saffron."
Carole hummed approvingly. Burt watched his son closely, frowning at how tense he seemed. He glanced over at Finn, who'd been staring at Kurt nervously. He wondered if the two had had another falling out.
"How was glee Finn?"
Finn looked up startled. "Uh… it was cool. Yeah."
"Anything interesting happen?"
"There was a new kid."
"He was just visiting." Kurt added hastily. Burt did not miss the look of warning Kurt shot at Finn. "He was a friend of Sam's. From his old school."
Burt raised an eyebrow. "He nice?"
"He seemed to be yeah." Kurt took another bite of his food, making sure to not meet Burt or Finn's gazes.
"What was his name?"
"Blaine." Kurt replied quickly and stood up. "Does anyone want anything else?"
Burt shot a glance at Finn who was watching Kurt retreat into the kitchen. "Something happen?" He motioned between Finn and Kurt's empty chair. "You two alright?"
Finn shot one last look back at Kurt before obviously pasting on a smile. "Yeah. Why wouldn't we be?"
Before Burt could reply, Kurt plonked down a fresh glass of water in front of him. He frowned. "I didn't ask for any water."
"You need to drink more. The doctor said." Kurt rolled his eyes and gave Carole a long suffering grin. "Honestly, I've seen toddlers who were less fussy and more mature than him."
Carole grinned back. "Finn is exactly the same way when he gets sick. He gets so moany and irritable, but the moment you try and take care of them they act like you're smothering them."
"Tell me about it." Kurt agreed whole-heartedly. "You do something nice, and what thanks do you get? They'll just lash out because you're the only one there."
Carole's smile slipped a bit and she shot Burt an uneasy look.
Burt felt his stomach clench as he wondered if that was true.
Kurt for his part was mentally kicking himself for letting something that honest slip out. He'd just meant to turn the conversation away from Blaine so Finn couldn't say anything about it. He had most definitely not wanted to let any of his frustration and stress from taking care of his father show. Scrambling quickly to salvage the situation he waved his hand flippantly and turned his eyes heavenward. "It's a good thing we love them so much. Just can't live without the big dumb lugs." He decided to move on to a safer subject and turned to Finn. "Have you started studying for the history test?
After dinner Kurt headed to his room early, citing an early morning and a test tomorrow. Carole and Burt settled on the couch to watch some TV. Finn stuck around but excused himself to follow Kurt.
"Kurt?"
Kurt was going through his moisturizing routine and didn't turn from the vanity. "Go away Finn."
"How was lunch?"
"Fine."
"Did you guys talk?"
"Yeah."
"About?"
"The best place to have wild gay monkey sex. We're split between the piano in the choir room and Principal Figgin's desk. Personally I'm a fan of the piano." Kurt started applying cream to his face. "Though I suppose we could try out both. And there were some great points made for the football field. Alfresco and under the stars sounds kind of romantic. I think it would be kind of scratchy though and grass'll get everywhere. What are your thoughts?"
"Kurt, c'mon."
Kurt shot him a look through the mirror. "What do you want?"
"I'm sorry. Okay?"
"No it's not okay." Kurt snapped. Softly he added, "but I do understand that you're sorry."
"Then why can't you forgive me? I am really really sorry."
"I know." Kurt chewed his bottom lip and started fixing his hair. "I know, but it doesn't work that way. I just- I can't. I can't get over what you said. Because you may really mean that you're sorry-"
"I am."
"But you really meant what you said too." Kurt looked at him through the mirror.
Finn sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to think of something to say.
"Like I said earlier, I know I went overboard at some points. But…" Kurt looked up at the ceiling and said softly, "I never wanted to have sex with you, you know."
"What?"
"Puck is much hotter frankly. Mike is too." Kurt started putting his various products away. "You… you were nice. You let me take off my jacket before they threw me into the dumpsters. You told Puck off when he shoulder checked me into the lockers in front of you." He paused and huffed a laugh. "How fucked up is that? I saw you as my knight in shining fucking armor because you showed a tiny, and I mean tiny bit of decency."
Finn flinched, it sounded wrong when the other boy cursed. "Kurt-"
"I might not an innocent victim here. I get that. But damnit Finn, it was never like you were a damn damsel in distress. You kenw I liked you. You knew it. And you used it." Kurt was getting more and more worked up. "It was killing me inside, because I knew you would never really like me back. But I kept pushing, because I was just so desperate to be with someone. I was just so pathetic."
Finn got up and put his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Stop it."
Kurt flinched back violently. "It needs to be said though. Our parents are very happy together. And I personally think that they deserve it. Dad needs someone. Lord knows he can't take care of himself… " He got up and moved away from Finn. "So this needs to be said to… to clear the air." He turned and looked at Finn. "Talking to Blaine… I can watch those 'It gets better' videos a hundred times. But Blaine was a real living-breathing example in front of me of a place where I could be happy. And just that helps. It helps a lot." He took a deep breath. "So here is how it's going to be. We are not friends. I don't think we ever will be, but for our parents' sake we will get along. Okay?'
"No."
Kurt faltered. "What?"
"No. That's not okay. I can't accept that we'll never be friends."
Kurt frowned. "Why not?"
"It's not fair."
"And what exactly isn't fair about it? " Kurt asked with a dangerous edge in his voice. "It's not like I've never given you a chance Finn. And you've made it clear we can't be. You can't handle not being popular. I will not be friends with you just to make you feel better about yourself, because I know the moment you feel that being nice to me is going to threaten your reputation you will toss me aside again."
"I wouldn't-"
"You do. The jocks think it's fun to push me around, you join them. They start slushing you, I have to commit slushiecide. They start suggesting you caught the gay from living with me, you flip out and call me a fag." Kurt counted off on his fingers. "And now it turns out you project louder than Rachel in the auditorium." He sighed. "So I can't trust you. You're not Eminem, and I'm not Rhianna. We'll be civil. We'll be in glee together, and it looks like sooner rather than latter we will be cohabiting the same house. It's a big house. We can make it work." Kurt headed off to the bathroom with his pajamas. "I wasn't kidding about having an early morning start. I do need to get to sleep soon."
"No." Finn grabbed his arm to stop him. "I never thought-"
"That's the point."
"I want to be friends. When I talked to Sam and he called me out on stuff, when you called me out on stuff earlier… I got it. And you're right. We needed to clear the air. Because even after the Gaga incident we hadn't gotten over things. I hadn't gotten over things. That was on me. We should have had a talk. But… now we did. And I- I get it. A-and we should start over."
"I can't-"
"You're going to be my friend. And maybe sometime… soon, I'll be yours too."
Kurt looked down. "I- I really do need to get to bed."
"Right." Finn let go of Kurt's arm. "I'll see you at glee then."
Kurt nodded silently.
"Right." Finn looks around a bit awkwardly before patting Kurt on the shoulder, ignoring the boy's slight flinch and headed back up the stairs.
Chapter 4: Ducktales
Kurt and Mercedes were walking down the hall to glee chatting away about their up coming history test when they heard someone singing from the choir room. They frowned, they were usually the first ones there. And it wasn't one of the glee clubbers singing.
Kurt suddenly smiled when he recognized the song.
Life is like a hurricane here in Duckburg
Race cars, lasers, aeroplanes - it's a duck blur
You might solve a mystery or rewrite history
They walked into the room to see Sam, Blaine and Brittany sitting around. Blaine was on Sam's guitar singing to an enthralled Brittany while Sam smiled and tapped the beat.
Duck Tales, Oo-oo
Tales of derring-do, bad and good luck tales, oo-oo
D-d-d-danger, watch behind you - there's a stranger out to find you
What to do? Just grab onto some
Duck Tales, oo-oo!
Not pony tails or cotton tails but
Duck Tales, oo-oo!
Blaine looked up at their direction and winked at Kurt. He nodded at the seat next to him. Kurt smiled shyly back and quickly pulled Mercedes with him to take the seat.
When it seems they're headed for the final curtain
Bold deduction never fails, that's for certain
The worst of messes become successes!
Duck Tales, Oo-oo
Tales of derring-do, bad and good luck tales, oo-oo
Not pony tails or cotton tails but
Duck Tales, oo-oo!
"Wooo." Blaine handed back Sam's guitar. "What'd you think?" He asked Kurt.
"You're such a dork." Kurt replied with a smile.
Sam frowned. "Come on. That was like the best show ever."
"I never said it wasn't. It doesn't change the fact you're a dork."
Mercedes looked confused. "What are you talking about?"
The three boys and Brittany looked at her with something akin to horror. "You've never seen duck tales?" Kurt asked slowly.
Mercedes looked at them like they were all insane.
More people from glee filtered in. Mercedes went to sit next to Quinn, muttering something about 'crazies'.
Kurt noticed Finn was approaching. He looked down at his hands, he really didn't want to deal with the other boy after last night. He jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to Blaine in surprise.
"You alright Kurt?"
He could see from the corner of his eye Finn pause and turn to walk around them and sit next to Rachel. He nodded. "Yeah. Thanks."
"Alright, everybody." Mr. Shue bounded in cheerfully. "How are the assignments going?" There were a few shrugs and a couple "fines". Mr. Shue nodded. "Great. Before we get started does anyone have anything they want to share?"
Blaine raised his hand. Mr. Shue looked confused, but motioned for him to come forward.
Blaine took Sam's guitar and walked to the middle of the room. "Hi, I've met a couple of you guys. For you who don't know me, I'm Blaine. I used to go to school with Sam. And with your permission I'd like to share a song with you."
Mr. Shue smiled. "Take it away."
Blaine nodded his thanks and started. Kurt's breath caught, as Blaine locked gazes with him.
Sometimes in our lives we all have pain
We all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on
Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you don't let show
Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long '
Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on
If there is a load
You have to bear
That you can't carry
I'm right up the road
I'll share your load
If you just call me
So just call on me brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'd understand
We all need somebody to lean on
Lean on me
When you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
Till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on
Just call me
When you need a friend
Call me
Just call me…
Mr. Shue and the club started clapping enthusiastically when he finished. And Blaine quickly took his seat next to Kurt.
"What'd you think?" He asked quietly as Shue started talking more about their assignment on 'discovery'.
"Your voice has some possible potential, I suppose." Kurt remarked offhandedly, but he couldn't quite keep the grin off his face.
Blaine nudged him good-naturedly, Kurt gave up trying to hide it and broke into a full blown smile and pushed him back.
"Sam and I are going to do a star trek marathon after school, if you'd like to come over."
Kurt looked over at Sam who nodded and smiled encouragingly. "Which generation?"
"The original of course." Sam replied looking offended that Kurt could even ask that question.
Kurt chewed his lip and nodded. "I'm in."
The boys focused on the front of the room again when Mr. Shue cleared his throat and shot them a meaningful look.
None of them noticed the frown Finn was sending their way.
Finn was serious about becoming friends with Kurt. Sam had been right. People like Kurt are the type to always have your back. And Finn was going to do his best to prove to Kurt that he had his.
First thing he had to do was keep Blaine and Kurt apart. Kurt might not appreciate it now, but it really would be for his own good. He might want to be near someone who was like him, but right now Kurt was an emotional mess, because of his dad and everything. Blaine was obviously picking up on all of that and was clearly taking advantage.
Finn wasn't about to sit back and let that happen. He'll watch out for Kurt. That's what good friends do right?
Finn knew that it would probably be easier convincing Blaine to stay away from Kurt than it would be convincing Kurt to stay away from Blaine. But he knew that a surefire way to get Sam to quit glee club would be to threaten his old school friend.
So he cornered Kurt by the lockers after glee.
"I think you should stay away from Blaine."
Kurt glared at him. "You- you what?"
"You should stay away from Blaine."
Kurt turned a rather interesting color red. "I can't believe you would-" He fumbled trying to find the right words. "We've talked about this. We've talked about this and we've talked about how our interactions were supposed to go, and… you said you wanted to be my friend. And this proves exactly why I was right to not believe you."
"I am being your friend by telling you this Kurt." Finn grabbed the other boy's arm. "You should stay away from him."
"Because it'll offend the homophobic assholes of this school's sensibilities?"
"No. That's not it." Finn shook his head. "Well that's not all of it. He knows he's the first guy you met that is also gay. He knows you're lonely-"
"So you think I'm desperate."
"Aren't you?" Finn tightened his grip on the other boy's arm. "Look me in the eye and tell me you're not, that you wouldn't jump at the first chance you got to have a boyfriend."
Kurt looked away. "Let me go Finn."
"It's like with what happened with Jessie and Rachel. He knows all he has to do is be nice to you and he can manipulate you to do what he wants."
No one was more surprised than Kurt when he threw a punch. Trapped between the lockers and the other boy he couldn't quite get enough momentum to do much damage, not that a he could really do much damage to a 6'3" quarter back that outweighed him by 50lbs. But it still came as a shock to both of them and Finn staggered back as it connected with his cheek.
He shoved Kurt hard against the lockers. "I'm looking out for you."
"Don't." Kurt looked like he was about to cry now. "Please just leave me alone."
"I'm going to keep you from getting hurt. That's what friends do. That's what brothers do."
"You are not my brother!"
"We're going to be soon. I heard your dad on the phone the other day talking to the jewelers."
Kurt blanched in shock. "What?"
"And I know you don't take the idea of offending those 'homophobic assholes' seriously, but they are dangerous Kurt. If they find out that you might be going out with another guy... it's not going to matter that he's from a different school. And Blaine won't be here to deal with the fallout. It's going to be all on you."
Kurt wasn't paying attention. "He was talking to the jewelers?"
"He's probably going to propose soon." Finn put his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "You've said before, they deserve this. They do. And we need to do our part to help them out. That means we've got to be able to get a long."
"He hasn't said anything to me."
Finn frowned, Kurt looked like he was miles away now. "Kurt focus."
Kurt came back to himself. He angrily tried to push Finn away.
"Kurt. Please. I'm honestly trying to help."
"I don't need it. I don't want it. All I want from you Finn is to for you to never talk to me again. Ever." Kurt looked at him with cold eyes. "And you better not talk to Blaine about this because Sam will quit and all the trouble you went through to keep me from singing with Sam and for you to blow the duet diva off for nothing."
"You knew we blew the contest?"
"Please. Brittany knew you blew the contest." Kurt finally managed to shove past Finn and got a good distance away from him. "And that's not the point. If you truly want to be my friend Finn you're going to leave me alone. "
"Kurt-" He didn't get to finish as Kurt turned and ran down the hallway.
"Hello?"
"Hi Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"It's Kurt."
"Hey Kurt. We were wondering when you were coming over."
"I…can't. Because… my dad. I've got to help him out. He really can't get too stressed out after his heart attack and-"
"Hey, that's ok. It's cool. See you tomorrow then?"
"Y-yeah. I'll see you."
Kurt hung up the phone and threw it on the car passenger seat angrily. He leaned against the window as he looked out across the empty school parking lot and let the tears flow.