Never Say Never, 4/?
Pairing/s: Kurt/Sam friendship leading to eventual slash, any other canon couples may be mentioned.
Rating: PG still
Spoilers: Set after Never Been Kissed so anything up to there, will go on to cover events in the rest of the aired season 2 episodes.
Fic summary: As the bullylng gets worse, Sam notices and an odd friendship is formed.
Chapter 3: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/137853.html
Chapter 2: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/134481.html#cutid1
Chapter 1: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/131098.html#cutid1
Author's Notes: And here is a new chapter as promised. This may be last one until after Christmas I'm afraid. But rest assured I should be able to get to a computer again from the 27th so it shouldnt be too long to wait.
As a side note I have wrote and rewrote the end of this chapter so many times, still not completely happy but it'll have to do.
Chapter 4
Sam arrived promptly at 5pm the next day. Kurt heard his father going to answer the door and checked himself over in the mirror before rushing up to rescue Sam.
“You try anything and-“
“Ok Sam, time to go” Kurt interrupted, practically pushing the blond out of the door.
“Don’t be back too late!” Burt called after them.
“We won’t. Nice meeting you Mr Hummel!” Sam called back from Kurt’s car. “Well that didn’t go too bad” he said lightly to Kurt.
“What did he say to you?”
“Oh he asked me what my intentions towards you were, what exactly we were doing and was moving on to threats if I tried anything”
“Oh no, I’m sorry”
“Don’t worry I think it’s sweet how protective he is”
“Unnecessarily. The “he’s straight” message didn’t get through to him obviously”
Sam coughed. “Anyway do I get the rest of the Karofsky story?”
“I don’t know. I feel bad for telling you that bit. You can’t tell anyone, he’s still closeted and he’s a horrible bully but he still has to sort this out in his head in his own time-“
“Kurt stop. I get it, I really do. And I gave you my word last night, I intend on keeping it”
Kurt smiled at the sincerity in Sam’s tone.
“The rest?”
“Not tonight”
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“Oh my god that was EPIC!” Sam exclaimed as they left the cinema.
“It was very good I agree” Kurt smiled. “You are such a dork! Harry Potter love, Na’vi, comics-“
“Sorry”
“Don’t apologize, I think it’s endearing. And much healthier than say Artie’s obsession with video games”
Sam grinned. “Want to get something to eat?”
“Sure. What?”
“Dunno, what do you fancy?”
“Pasta? Make the most of decent food outside Lima” Kurt suggested.
“Sounds good to me - WOAH!” Sam warned, grabbing Kurt’s hand and pulling him out the path of a motorcycle. “You ok?”
“Fine” Kurt said, catching his breath. “Um...you can let go now”
Sam looked down at where Kurt’s hand was still firmly in his grasp. “Sorry” he apologized, dropping it quickly. “So, pasta?”
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“Thanks for tonight” Kurt said as they got out of Kurt’s car outside his house.
“No problem” Sam smiled. “Thank you for coming with me, I’d have looked like a right loner on my own”
“But you’re popular! Well as popular as Glee kids get anyway”
“Yeah, but I don’t ‘fit’. Sports aren’t all I think about. I’m a dork, you said it yourself”
“As a good thing!”
“I know. And it is a good thing, just not a typical jock thing son it’s not really something I can share with them. Even Quinn looked at me like I grew an extra head sometimes and we were meant to be dating”
Kurt paused. “Well you can be dorky around me anytime. I may not have a clue what you’re talking about but I won’t judge you for it”
“You’re so going to regret saying that. Besides we have our movie swap nights and I’m sure that will lead to an excuse to show you comics at some point”
“Oh what have I let myself in for?” Kurt said dramatically. “Well I’ll repay the trauma in musical theatre things”
“”Great...I think you should probably go in, your dad keeps subtly walking past the window”
“Right! See you Monday?”
“Yep, see you” Sam said, watching Kurt get into the house as Sam climbed into his car.
As he drove away he found himself deep in thought about how it was so much easier to be around Kurt than anyone else.
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Kurt opened the door on Sunday afternoon to find Sam on his doorstep.
“What are you doing here?” he asked bemusedly.
“Nice to see you too” Sam greeted. “Want to come out for coffee?”
“Sure I guess. Let me grab a jacket”
“Awesome”
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“You aren’t taking me up on the dorky offer already are you?” Kurt asked as they sat in a quiet coffee shop, it was the one place Kurt had found to not be frequented a lot by McKinley students, or anyone in fact so being here was probably the safest place for him to be outside of home. Especially as at times, like now, it was deserted except for an old couple and him and Sam.
“Nah, I’m saving that for another day, I just felt like a trip out and I knew you didn’t have plans today-“
“Ok seriously Sam why are you doing this?” Kurt interrupted. “Why do you care about me? Honestly? And before you say it I know you don’t need a reason to care usually but when spending time with me is going to end up hurting you, you need a reason.”
“Honestly?” Sam asked, hesitating before answering. “Everyone knows you get bullied but none of them do anything. It drives me crazy because I can’t just sit there and not do anything while it goes on and is getting so bad that you’re isolating yourself and losing weight because you feel like no one cares or understands, you think that they just feel that you’ve brought it on yourself and so really they’re no different from the bullies except that they act like they’re nicer and more accepting.” Sam stopped as he paused for breath.
“Ok so that was either really really perceptive or from personal experience” Kurt commented softly.
“I was bullied at my old school” Sam explained. “I was made to feel that I didn’t fit in anywhere, I had ‘friends’ who turned on me - why do you think I’m so desperate to fit in here? The hair, the diet, dating the head cheerleader...but I look at you and I remember how desperate I was for someone, anyone, to reach out to me. You’re great Kurt - smart, funny, passionate about the things you love and more people should know that.”
Kurt stared at him, stunned for a moment before speaking. “I’m sorry”
“I transferred before it got as bad as yours is, don’t feel too sorry for me”
“I’ll keep that in mind. I...how do you feel about transferring?”
“Happy. I mean the effect they had on me will probably always be around but, I’m away from them, all of them” Sam paused. “Hold on, why are you asking? Not considering it yourself are you?”
“Not right now, don’t panic” Kurt assured him. “But...I don’t know how much more I can take before I break down”
“That sounds even worse than I thought it was” Sam commented.
“I’m being harassed verbally, physically, s- by someone who should know what it’s like. He’s like me Sam and-“
“Hold on” Sam cut in as something struck him. “This guy is so far in the closet that he’s in Narnia - how did you find out?”
“It doesn’t matter” Kurt said flippantly.
“You’re right” Sam agreed. “It didn’t really matter, that is until you didn’t answer the question. NOW it matters”
“Sam, just leave it”
“No”
“Please?”
“Why is it so bad that you can’t tell me?”
“Because it’s personal”
“Bullshit. How did you find out?”
“Sam...”
”How. Did. You. Find. Out. He’s. Gay?”
“He kissed me” Kurt confessed quietly, causing Sam to recoil.
“He WHAT?! I swear I am going to-“
“Shh you can’t do anything. PROMISE me Sam. I’ve trusted you!”
“But Kurt how can you let him get away with this? It’s like assault!”
“He’s gay”
“SO?! That doesn’t excuse it!”
“No, it doesn’t. But I can’t bring myself to out someone. Not when I’ve been there, so confused because everyone around you every single day is telling you that you shouldn’t be who you are. And that’s me, I’m obviously gay, it must be even worse for him. It’s personal and something he has to deal with himself”
Sam shook his head.
“Well if that doesn’t work thing about this. If this is how bad he is now, what is he going to do if I tell people? Worse bullying or claiming that I kissed him? And face it, who are people going to believe? The queer kid who had an obvious crush on a straight guy last year or a popular jock who no one in the school will dare to say anything bad about?”
”It’s not right”
“I know but just - promise me that you won’t do anything?”
“Fine” Sam gave in. “I promise, but if I get any excuse to beat the crap out of him without it being taken as relating to that then I’m doing it” he warned.
“Deal” Kurt agreed.
“But Kurt...are you ok? I mean, the bullying before was bad, this is so so much worse”
“It’s nothing, I’m fine”
“I don’t believe you. You shouldn’t be fine” Sam told him, not surprised when Kurt refused to meet his eye.
“I’ll deal with it”
“By being terrified?! Bullied in every way?” Sam said angrily. “That’s putting up with it!”
“And what else CAN I do Sam” Kurt replied hostily, allowing his voice to rise for the first time. “Run away from it like you?!”
Sam recoiled. “No” he told Kurt. “You’re better than that - running doesn’t solve things. But letting things contine as normal doesn’t solve them either”
“Nothing does, nothing can. People like me are always going to be bullied because the majority of adults feel the same way as the bullies do”
“That doesn’t make it any more acceptable. Surely Mr Schue?”
“One person. And he’s known for at least a year but it’s still happening. Did you tell the adults at you school?”
“Yeah”
“And?”
“They said that they would do things and then didn’t”
“Exactly”
“You’ve got me?”
“No I haven’t”
Sam paused, “What are you on about?”
“I love that I actually seem to have found a decent friend in you. And, as a friend I am NOT going to let you get bullied for me”
“No chance I’m going to let you do that. You can’t stop me being around you”
“I can’t? Sam this is what needs to happen. We can be friends outside of school, but you can’t protect me inside it. Because it’s only a matter of time before you'll be getting harrassed every day so much that you'll start resenting me for it and I'm not going to let that happen"
Rating: PG still
Spoilers: Set after Never Been Kissed so anything up to there, will go on to cover events in the rest of the aired season 2 episodes.
Fic summary: As the bullylng gets worse, Sam notices and an odd friendship is formed.
Chapter 3: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/137853.html
Chapter 2: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/134481.html#cutid1
Chapter 1: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/131098.html#cutid1
Author's Notes: And here is a new chapter as promised. This may be last one until after Christmas I'm afraid. But rest assured I should be able to get to a computer again from the 27th so it shouldnt be too long to wait.
As a side note I have wrote and rewrote the end of this chapter so many times, still not completely happy but it'll have to do.
Chapter 4
Sam arrived promptly at 5pm the next day. Kurt heard his father going to answer the door and checked himself over in the mirror before rushing up to rescue Sam.
“You try anything and-“
“Ok Sam, time to go” Kurt interrupted, practically pushing the blond out of the door.
“Don’t be back too late!” Burt called after them.
“We won’t. Nice meeting you Mr Hummel!” Sam called back from Kurt’s car. “Well that didn’t go too bad” he said lightly to Kurt.
“What did he say to you?”
“Oh he asked me what my intentions towards you were, what exactly we were doing and was moving on to threats if I tried anything”
“Oh no, I’m sorry”
“Don’t worry I think it’s sweet how protective he is”
“Unnecessarily. The “he’s straight” message didn’t get through to him obviously”
Sam coughed. “Anyway do I get the rest of the Karofsky story?”
“I don’t know. I feel bad for telling you that bit. You can’t tell anyone, he’s still closeted and he’s a horrible bully but he still has to sort this out in his head in his own time-“
“Kurt stop. I get it, I really do. And I gave you my word last night, I intend on keeping it”
Kurt smiled at the sincerity in Sam’s tone.
“The rest?”
“Not tonight”
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“Oh my god that was EPIC!” Sam exclaimed as they left the cinema.
“It was very good I agree” Kurt smiled. “You are such a dork! Harry Potter love, Na’vi, comics-“
“Sorry”
“Don’t apologize, I think it’s endearing. And much healthier than say Artie’s obsession with video games”
Sam grinned. “Want to get something to eat?”
“Sure. What?”
“Dunno, what do you fancy?”
“Pasta? Make the most of decent food outside Lima” Kurt suggested.
“Sounds good to me - WOAH!” Sam warned, grabbing Kurt’s hand and pulling him out the path of a motorcycle. “You ok?”
“Fine” Kurt said, catching his breath. “Um...you can let go now”
Sam looked down at where Kurt’s hand was still firmly in his grasp. “Sorry” he apologized, dropping it quickly. “So, pasta?”
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“Thanks for tonight” Kurt said as they got out of Kurt’s car outside his house.
“No problem” Sam smiled. “Thank you for coming with me, I’d have looked like a right loner on my own”
“But you’re popular! Well as popular as Glee kids get anyway”
“Yeah, but I don’t ‘fit’. Sports aren’t all I think about. I’m a dork, you said it yourself”
“As a good thing!”
“I know. And it is a good thing, just not a typical jock thing son it’s not really something I can share with them. Even Quinn looked at me like I grew an extra head sometimes and we were meant to be dating”
Kurt paused. “Well you can be dorky around me anytime. I may not have a clue what you’re talking about but I won’t judge you for it”
“You’re so going to regret saying that. Besides we have our movie swap nights and I’m sure that will lead to an excuse to show you comics at some point”
“Oh what have I let myself in for?” Kurt said dramatically. “Well I’ll repay the trauma in musical theatre things”
“”Great...I think you should probably go in, your dad keeps subtly walking past the window”
“Right! See you Monday?”
“Yep, see you” Sam said, watching Kurt get into the house as Sam climbed into his car.
As he drove away he found himself deep in thought about how it was so much easier to be around Kurt than anyone else.
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Kurt opened the door on Sunday afternoon to find Sam on his doorstep.
“What are you doing here?” he asked bemusedly.
“Nice to see you too” Sam greeted. “Want to come out for coffee?”
“Sure I guess. Let me grab a jacket”
“Awesome”
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“You aren’t taking me up on the dorky offer already are you?” Kurt asked as they sat in a quiet coffee shop, it was the one place Kurt had found to not be frequented a lot by McKinley students, or anyone in fact so being here was probably the safest place for him to be outside of home. Especially as at times, like now, it was deserted except for an old couple and him and Sam.
“Nah, I’m saving that for another day, I just felt like a trip out and I knew you didn’t have plans today-“
“Ok seriously Sam why are you doing this?” Kurt interrupted. “Why do you care about me? Honestly? And before you say it I know you don’t need a reason to care usually but when spending time with me is going to end up hurting you, you need a reason.”
“Honestly?” Sam asked, hesitating before answering. “Everyone knows you get bullied but none of them do anything. It drives me crazy because I can’t just sit there and not do anything while it goes on and is getting so bad that you’re isolating yourself and losing weight because you feel like no one cares or understands, you think that they just feel that you’ve brought it on yourself and so really they’re no different from the bullies except that they act like they’re nicer and more accepting.” Sam stopped as he paused for breath.
“Ok so that was either really really perceptive or from personal experience” Kurt commented softly.
“I was bullied at my old school” Sam explained. “I was made to feel that I didn’t fit in anywhere, I had ‘friends’ who turned on me - why do you think I’m so desperate to fit in here? The hair, the diet, dating the head cheerleader...but I look at you and I remember how desperate I was for someone, anyone, to reach out to me. You’re great Kurt - smart, funny, passionate about the things you love and more people should know that.”
Kurt stared at him, stunned for a moment before speaking. “I’m sorry”
“I transferred before it got as bad as yours is, don’t feel too sorry for me”
“I’ll keep that in mind. I...how do you feel about transferring?”
“Happy. I mean the effect they had on me will probably always be around but, I’m away from them, all of them” Sam paused. “Hold on, why are you asking? Not considering it yourself are you?”
“Not right now, don’t panic” Kurt assured him. “But...I don’t know how much more I can take before I break down”
“That sounds even worse than I thought it was” Sam commented.
“I’m being harassed verbally, physically, s- by someone who should know what it’s like. He’s like me Sam and-“
“Hold on” Sam cut in as something struck him. “This guy is so far in the closet that he’s in Narnia - how did you find out?”
“It doesn’t matter” Kurt said flippantly.
“You’re right” Sam agreed. “It didn’t really matter, that is until you didn’t answer the question. NOW it matters”
“Sam, just leave it”
“No”
“Please?”
“Why is it so bad that you can’t tell me?”
“Because it’s personal”
“Bullshit. How did you find out?”
“Sam...”
”How. Did. You. Find. Out. He’s. Gay?”
“He kissed me” Kurt confessed quietly, causing Sam to recoil.
“He WHAT?! I swear I am going to-“
“Shh you can’t do anything. PROMISE me Sam. I’ve trusted you!”
“But Kurt how can you let him get away with this? It’s like assault!”
“He’s gay”
“SO?! That doesn’t excuse it!”
“No, it doesn’t. But I can’t bring myself to out someone. Not when I’ve been there, so confused because everyone around you every single day is telling you that you shouldn’t be who you are. And that’s me, I’m obviously gay, it must be even worse for him. It’s personal and something he has to deal with himself”
Sam shook his head.
“Well if that doesn’t work thing about this. If this is how bad he is now, what is he going to do if I tell people? Worse bullying or claiming that I kissed him? And face it, who are people going to believe? The queer kid who had an obvious crush on a straight guy last year or a popular jock who no one in the school will dare to say anything bad about?”
”It’s not right”
“I know but just - promise me that you won’t do anything?”
“Fine” Sam gave in. “I promise, but if I get any excuse to beat the crap out of him without it being taken as relating to that then I’m doing it” he warned.
“Deal” Kurt agreed.
“But Kurt...are you ok? I mean, the bullying before was bad, this is so so much worse”
“It’s nothing, I’m fine”
“I don’t believe you. You shouldn’t be fine” Sam told him, not surprised when Kurt refused to meet his eye.
“I’ll deal with it”
“By being terrified?! Bullied in every way?” Sam said angrily. “That’s putting up with it!”
“And what else CAN I do Sam” Kurt replied hostily, allowing his voice to rise for the first time. “Run away from it like you?!”
Sam recoiled. “No” he told Kurt. “You’re better than that - running doesn’t solve things. But letting things contine as normal doesn’t solve them either”
“Nothing does, nothing can. People like me are always going to be bullied because the majority of adults feel the same way as the bullies do”
“That doesn’t make it any more acceptable. Surely Mr Schue?”
“One person. And he’s known for at least a year but it’s still happening. Did you tell the adults at you school?”
“Yeah”
“And?”
“They said that they would do things and then didn’t”
“Exactly”
“You’ve got me?”
“No I haven’t”
Sam paused, “What are you on about?”
“I love that I actually seem to have found a decent friend in you. And, as a friend I am NOT going to let you get bullied for me”
“No chance I’m going to let you do that. You can’t stop me being around you”
“I can’t? Sam this is what needs to happen. We can be friends outside of school, but you can’t protect me inside it. Because it’s only a matter of time before you'll be getting harrassed every day so much that you'll start resenting me for it and I'm not going to let that happen"