Breaking the Rules - ch 19

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Beta-ed by: Debraelq

Song: Somebody To Love – Glee Cast

Timeline: Friday, Friday night, Saturday morning.

--Chapter 19: Princesses and Cowboys--

Finn was leaving Miss Pillsbury's office on Friday, after he had given her the music scholarship application, when someone slapped him across the face. He raised his eyes to gaze at Kurt who was giving him the most hurt look he had ever seen.

"Y-you... You used m-me." His voice was small, vulnerable and broke Finn's heart.

He gently placed a hand on Kurt's cheek, ignoring the fact that anyone could see them in the frequently used hallway, and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"No Kurt. I didn't," he whispered and Kurt's cheeks tinged a light pink.

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Kurt placed the cowboy hat carefully atop his head and turned to smile shyly at Finn.

"H-how do I look?"

Finn grinned as he put on his boots. "Like an unbelievably adorable cowboy."

Kurt flushed a light pink, but their moment was ruined when Quinn called Finn away, complaining loudly about how she didn't think she looked any good in black.

April bounced in, drunk as ever. She proceeded to make out with Puck and squeeze Kurt's nose, annoying his diva side to no end while the voice just laughed.

¬--

Kurt had never dressed up as a cowboy before.  He preferred dressing up as a princess – resulting in his tiara collection being destroyed by his dad - and having tea parties with his dolls rather than playing Cowboys and Indians.

April put a hand on his shoulders, and he strutted backwards. Mike grabbed her from behind, and she spun off ending up with Puck and running around Artie.

God, Finn's ass looks so good in those jeans.

Too much info there...

Well if you'd get out of my head then we wouldn't be having this problem.

He met Finn's eyes and Finn winked, causing his cheeks to heat up, and he decided that dressing up as cowboys was fun after all.

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Mr. Schue entered the room as Kurt was putting on Santana's make up. He had always had an eye for these sorts of things, not to mention that he had always used make up when playing princess.

"April's not in the Glee club anymore." He blanked out for a bit before blinking and realizing that he actually needed to listen to hear people speaking.

Observant, as ever.

"We don't need her, to be great," Mr Schue finished.

Mercedes stood. "But we need her for the second act."

"I'll just have to go out there and tell them to cut it short… Guys, you were great! Don't worry, there will be other performances.

Finn stood. "Kurt could do it." He smiled in Kurt's direction, ignoring his frantic head shaking.

"No," Kurt hissed, realising that a non-verbal approach wasn't getting through.

The jock turned and pouted at him.

"No…"

Finn's lower lip jutted out further.

"…No?"

Finn reached out and intertwined their hands. "Please."

Kurt sighed. "Okay then… But if anyone tells my dad…"

He only received a bright grin in response.

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Can anybody find me somebody to love?

The lights went back up and Kurt flinched slightly.


Ooooh
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet</i>

His voice was probably a bit higher than it should be but Kurt supposed it was alright…

It will go fine as long as the voice shuts up…

Make me.

Damn.

Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me

Talking about getting no relief…

Shut it you.

Finn was standing beside him now, singing, and Kurt tried to keep his emotions in check.

Hormonal bitch, the voice teased playfully.

I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

He held the note, jumping inside.

Oh my god, Finn held my hand!

Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat

Finn was singing to him, and they were gazing into each other's eyes. He cast a nervous glance towards the audience.

I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat

He spun in a circle, a huge smile on his face. He faltered a little though when he saw Rachel standing in the back scowling.

I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!

Finn was next to him again, holding his hand before letting go. His heart fluttered.

You need a flower so you can be all 'he loves me he loves me not."

No comment.
Find me somebody to love [x7]
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

Mercedes held the note, and he smiled in her direction. She nodded back.

Maybe they could still be friends.

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A six year old Kurt ran around giggling as his mother chased him.  She was laughing happily as she slowly jogged, making sure not to really catch up to the young boy. Said boy was wearing a pink tutu that frilled out, and had red lipstick smeared across his lips.  He was wearing a pair of sparkly blue 'sensible heels' that clicked sharply as they hit the floor.

His mom caught up and grasped under his arms, lifting him up and spinning him around.

A cough from the nearby doorway drew their attention. His mother turned around, Kurt on her hip, and smiled at Burt.

"Hello there!" She beamed.

"I didn't know we had a daughter..." His voice was calm, but his eyes had a hidden fire to them.

Her smile faltered slightly. "Don't say that about Kurt. He's my baby."

"Doesn't look like a he," his father muttered before stalking off.

Kurt woke up drenched with sweat. It seemed even his good dreams, ones of his mother, were plagued by his... Burt.