"Will you, please, stopping doing that!"  Kurt yells to his son, Asher.

For the past six hours Kurt has had to deal with his son being a major pain in the ass.  Thats nothing new to him.  But this is different.  This is almost as if hes doing it on purpose to annoy the living hell out of him.  And if he is, hes fucking succeeding.  Kurt is close to stopping his car and kicking him out.  (He never would, though.)  Dont get him wrong, he loves his son.  He was the best mistake he ever made.  But there are days where he just wants to scream to the sky asking what he ever did wrong.  Today would be one of those days.  The worst part is that Asher knows what hes doing; he knows hes annoying the shit out of him.  Kurt can tell by the small upturn of the corner of Ashers mouth in a small smirk.  Instead of stopping, though, he keeps pushing him to be mean; to get back at him.  Its almost as if hes trying to see how far he can push him before he does something.  And Kurt is so close to doing something, thats why he grips the steering wheel so hard his knuckles are turning white.

"Sorry," Asher replies in an annoyed tone; managing to sound like a five year old forced to apologize.

"Dont give me attitude."  Kurt looks at his son as he checks his phone.  Theres no cell service out here.  He knows.  Its one of the reasons Cayden and he picked the place.  Peace and quiet from their lives, and the hectic world they are usually around.  Nothing but nature and each other to keep them company.

Cayden, of course, is his best friend he made in the past year when she came to work at the same company as him.  They quickly hit it off, and soon they were acting like two best friends who knew each other their whole lives.

"Whatever," Asher huffs, shoving his phone back in his pocket after realizing theres no use for it.  "I didnt want to come anyways."

"So youve said a hundred times before."

"Maybe, you should have listened to me those hundred times," Asher says, mimicking Kurts voice, as he slinks down in his seat and crosses his arms as if angered.  "I had plans, you know."

"I do know," Kurt says as he turns onto a new road.  "And going to Europe with friends and drinking your summer away isnt plans."

"It is to me," Asher mumbles.

"Besides," Kurt says, choosing to ignore Ashers last comment.  "Youll have fun here.  Cayden has a son your age.  You two can hang out for the summer."

"This is so stupid."  Asher lets out a deep sigh, tipping his head back on the headrest.  "Why did you have to drag me along?"

"To be together like a family," Kurt tells him.  "Is that so bad?"

"Yes."  Asher pulls out his phone and plugs in his headphones.  Placing them on his ears, he turns his music on in an attempt to ignore his dad for the rest of the drive.

Kurt knows hes lost him for the time being.  Asher putting his headphones on is a clear sign he doesnt want to be disturbed.  Its best to just leave him be, and let him sulk in his moodiness.  Besides, with him listening to his loud music (‘Does it really have to be that loud?, Kurt thinks.  ‘Kids going to go deaf.), he doesnt have to deal with annoying little noises from Asher every five seconds.

Another twenty minutes pass in an almost silence--the music coming from Ashers headphones the only noise in the car--as Kurt follows the directions to the lake house he and Asher will be living at for the summer.  He sees the house come into view, and hes relieved to be getting out of this car.  He loves his son, but he needs a few hours alone after spending the longest six hours with him in the car alone.  He needs peace and quiet.  And the tallest glass of wine he can get.

Grabbing Ashers headphones and pulling them back from his left ear, Kurt happily says, "Were here!"

Asher just gives him an "I dont give a fuck!" kind of stare.

Ignoring his sons bad mood, Kurt decides to be happy at being here.  Two months away from it all is exactly what Cayden and he needed. Time to relax and not worry about anything is what is in store for them. This was the perfect idea, and hes not letting his sons little tantrum about not going to England change his mind about this.  Hell, who knows, he might even thank him one day for dragging him along.

"Huh!"  Kurt shuts off the car as he looks down the road to where Cayden will be staying with her son.  "Guess Cay hasnt gotten here yet."

"This place looks alright," Asher off-handedly comments as he opens the door and steps out of the car as the same time as his dad.

"Told you it wouldnt be so bad."  Kurt grins as he gets a good look at the lovely two story house hes renting for the summer.  Through the trees, and behind the house, he can just make out part of the lake.  The water ripples, and looks inviting.

Grabbing a few of his bags from the trunk of the car, heading to the house, Kurt hopes this summer with Asher is as great as he wishes it to be.  He needs it to be great.  This is the last summer before Asher leaves for college.  The thought of knowing he wont be seeing him every day after this summer is over has him wanting to spend as much time with him that he can these next two months.

"Hey!  Dad?"  Asher yells to him as he steps onto the porch.

Looking to his son grabbing his bags from the car, headphones resting around his neck, Kurt yells back, "What?"

"Whats her sons name?"

Kurt grins at thinking maybe Asher has changed his mind about this summer.  It would be nice; not having to worry about his son not enjoying himself.  Besides, there is a big chance he and Caydens son will become fast friends.  "Blaine!" he yells in reply.