Fic: If You Ever Lost a Light (7b/?)

Title: If You Ever Lost a Light
Pairing: Prince!Kurt/Badboy!Blaine
Summary: Based on this photoset. Kurt is a prince who is forced to leave his home after a rebellion. He ends up in Lima, Ohio, where he finds out blending in and avoiding troubles might be harder than he thought, especially when he meets the school’s badboy, Blaine Anderson.
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PART 6 | PART 7a / PART 7b


If Kurt thought Wednesday started out badly, what with Rachel questioning him on his disappearance the day before and the remaining of his depression over his situation, Thursday started with Kurt realizing Hazel Eyes – a.k.a James Dean’s Follower -  and himself shared two classes together; US History and AP Physics. Both of which were Kurt’s first two classes on Thursday morning.

Physics would be easier, he tried to convince himself as he shimmied into his red skintight jeans and tied his black Dr. Martens lace-up boots who were finally clean after the slushy attack. Since we’re sitting at almost opposite corners of the class and all. But History may be more difficult, considering that we are sitting together at the same desk.

He was very, very wrong.

When he walked into Mr. Thompson’s classroom at 8:10 a.m. that morning after saying a hasty goodbye to Quinn, Artie, Rachel and Mike at the door of his homeroom, not many students were present. He assumed they all knew everything about their teachers and their habits, and, considering, Mr. Thompson wasn’t there as well although the bell already rang, he also assumed the latter was of a habit to be late. Kurt himself was never late – he was very punctual, as he was obliged to attend many events on a precise time since he was a little boy – and therefore was there early or, at least, earlier than apparently needed.

What that also meant was that as he took his seat and placed his bag on top of the desk, the boy with the leather jacket and tight shirts was nowhere to be seen. It unnerved Kurt a little to think that he spent his entire morning thinking about said boy, and he didn’t even know his name – but, then again, he had specifically stated that he ‘didn’t do names’, hence Kurt had no reason to ask for something he was not about to obtain.

Three minutes passed with Kurt sitting unmoving in his seat, texting back and forth with Mercedes and Rachel, until the classroom began to fill with the rest of the students. Mr. Thompson was between them, the prince noticed (and hurried to clandestinely zip his bag open and push the iPhone inside it), but Hazel Eyes was still missing.

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