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Rating: PG13
Spoiler/s: All of season 2 that's aired currently
Summary: As the bullying gets worse, Sam notices and an odd friendship is formed.
Previous chapters:
Chapter 22: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/233343.html
Chapter 21: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/226679.html
Chapter 20: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/221559.html
Chapter 19: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/218127.html
Chapter 18: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/212864.html
Chapter 17: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/210168.html
Chapter 16: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/204236.html
Chapter 15: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/197072.html#cutid1
Chapter 14: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/191565.html
Chapter 13: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/185940.html
Chapter 12: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/182899.html
Chapter 11: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/180043.html
Chapter 10: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/175696.html
Chapter 9: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/171142.html
Chapter 8: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/166402.html
Chapter 7: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/160830.html
Chapter 6: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/157276.html
Chapter 5: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/153881.html
Chapter 4: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/1 41085.html
Chapter 3: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/137853.html
Chapter 2: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/1 34481.html#cutid1
Chapter 1: http://community.livejournal.com/samkurt/1 31098.html#cutid1
Chapter 23
“Hey”
“Blaine! What are you doing here?” Kurt asked surprised, pulling his jersey on in the locker room.
“Fulfilling my role as a friend, can’t have you do something like this without cheering you on. That football uniform looks so...different on you”
“In a good way or a bad way?”
“Good way don’t worry. So are you nervous?”
“Very, last time I was on the team I just kicked...whatever they’re called, this time I’m actually face to face with them...but hey if the girls can be brave enough to do it so can I”
“I have every faith in you, sure you’ll be great” Blaine assured him. “You should probably get you helmet on, it’s almost time”
Sam walked off the field to look for Kurt as the team started to warm up. He stopped as he saw Blaine and Kurt in the locker room, Blaine tenderly attaching Kurt’s helmet.
They’re just friends he told himself sternly, walking in. “It’s time Kurt”
“Knock them dead” Blaine said. “Not literally though because-“
“Yeah I got it” Kurt smiled. “I’ll see you after the game if I survive”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got your back” Sam assured him. “You just get down and-“
“Are you kidding? I’m going to play Sam, I’m not made of china you know”
“Oh please don’t die, I’m kind of fond of you in one piece”
“You have no faith in me!” Kurt said, stalking out.
“I think he can handle it somehow” Blaine told Sam, following Kurt out.
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“Finn we’re being hammered out here!” Kurt pointed out ten minutes into the game.
“I know, we can’t play with six guys!”
“Oh six? I am playing? I’d never have guessed seeing as you’re not passing to me!” Kurt said, frustrated.
“I’m sorry dude you’re just...so little, no offence”
“Oh yeah none taken” Kurt said sarcastically. “But that’s the point - the other team are expecting you not to pass to me, that’s why they’re not blocking me. So do it”
“I told Burt I’d watch out for you...” Finn said, clearly wavering.
Inspiration struck Kurt. “You know Sam doesn’t think I can do it either-“
“Ok we’ll try it” Finn said instantly, going to collaborate with Puck.
“That was way too easy” Kurt said to himself.
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“32, 41, hike!” Finn called, throwing the ball behind him to Puck who threw it to Kurt when he found himself being besieged by the other team.
Kurt jumped and caught the ball, briefly surprising himself, before running down the pitch, hearing the cheers from the girls behind him.
And finally the years of middle school come in handy he thought to himself as he dodged around the couple of players who hadn’t thrown themselves at the other boys I must send Danny Griffin flowers.
Kurt skidded, throwing himself over the touchdown line as another player came at him I ACTUALLY did it he thought, surprised as he heard the crowd cheering. Mike pulled him to his feet, slapping him on the back triumphantly.
“Nice one Kurt” Finn told him, “we ACTUALLY have some points now which is always good”
“Told you I could do it” Kurt smiled triumphantly, making sure to throw a smirk at Karofsky and the rest of the usual players in the stands.
“Well done, we’re not going to use you too much, they’ll realise and block you but I think we have a new tactic”
“Sounds good to me”
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15 minutes later Sam watched as though in slow motion as Finn threw the ball back to Kurt, only for the smaller boy to be slammed off his feet by an opposing player.
“Kurt” he muttered, forgetting the game and running over when the boy showed no sign of getting up. “You ok?” he asked worriedly.
“I think so...my shoulder really hurts at the moment. I guess you were right about thinking I should stay down”
“Are you kidding me? You’ve scored 75% of the points we have! Where did you learn to run and dodge like that anyway?”
“Boy in middle school, help me up?”
“Oh yeah good idea, come on”
“Kurt!” Blaine said relieved as Kurt and Sam approached the stands, “So glad you’re ok”
“Yeah me too - what’s everyone doing?” Kurt asked as he noticed the crowd that had gather further up the pitch.
“Oh it was Tina-“
Blaine didn’t finish his sentence before Kurt ran off.
“But she’s ok” he finished to Sam. “Look they’re both coming back now!”
“Glad you’re ok Tina” Sam said warmly. “Now you two just sit-“
“I’m going back out” Kurt said determinedly.
“Your shoulder”
“Is fine. That guy winded me that’s all, you guys can’t win with five guys”
“I’m with Kurt on this” Blaine interjected.
“Big surprise” Sam said under his breath.
“He’s good, you know it, you can use him”
“Well, it’s the quarterbacks decision so-“
“Sam!” Finn called. “I need you to play quarterback for the rest of the half”
“Ok” Sam said confused as to what was going on as he ran back over to Kurt.
“Everything ok?”
“Yeah...looks like I’m quarterback for the rest of the half” Sam said. “...Ok come on then Kurt let’s get back out there”
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“Where’s Puck going?” Kurt asked, starting to apply Sam’s make up awkwardly.
“Going to try and convince the other guys to join- are you ok?”
”I’m fine it’s just my arm-“
“Right let me see your shoulder” Sam said firmly.
“Here?” Kurt asked, looking around the hastily put together tent.
“Fine, the first aid tent, just go”
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“Well THIS is dislocated” Sam said angrily, looking at the shape of Kurt’s shoulder joint. “You stupid idiot you kept playing! I KNEW I shouldn’t have let you back out there, how much has this been hurting?”
“It’s been ok as long as I don’t move it”
“You’re...this is ridiculous we need to get you to hospital,. Come on I can drive”
“No” Kurt said firmly.
“What?!”
“It’s fine, it’ll still be dislocated later right?”
“Are you freaking kidding me?!”
“I’m...not letting you miss a game this important” Kurt offered as an excuse.
“Fine then I’ll get Blaine, or your parents-“
“No! I just, can’t you pop it back? Your mom’s a nurse right?”
“Oh yeah I definitely could because, y’know I’m sixteen and knowing first aid is the same thing as being able to fix dislocated shoulders!” Sam said, running his hand through his hair in frustration,
“The sarcasm isn’t helping” Kurt told him. “It can be sorted after the game-“
“You’ll go to the hospital then?” Sam checked.
“I...yeah sure”
“That’s a no. Why is this idea bothering you so much?”
“I just...don’t like them” Kurt explained. “My mom was in one for months before she died and so I kind of have issues strangely enough. Finn fell and broke his wrist over the summer and I drove him to the hospital but couldn’t go in. And that was before my dad almost died in one too”
“Yeah that makes sense, can’t believe I didn’t think of that but still!”
“Look just get the team paramedic, he can splint my arm and it should be fine for me to just sit on the sidelines till the end of the game. Then we can go wherever. Promise”
“Fine, it’s a deal” Sam sighed resignedly.
Kurt paused for a moment. “Can I still do Thriller?” he asked tentatively.
“If the paramedic says it’s ok and if you don’t move your arm then yeah I think so, you think you’re ready to be the first zombie in a sling?”