A/N: THIS STORY is an AU. Therefore it will NOT be following the canon storyline or time line, but the timeline WILL make sense. i promise. We're saying the last 2 chapter took place in January. I am going to try and keep in some of the real show events, but the season 1 Kurt is very different from the season 2 and 3 Kurt... and also, remember the muscle magazines? obviously Kurt knows a little something about sex... or at least what turns him on. So sexy episode, NEVER HAPPENED!

Oh, and remember, The hudmels are already living together. Not married yet though :)

Chapter 2: I did it for you dad

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Kurt Pov

Walking through the hallways with Brittany felt LIKE A LIE. I still am not attracted to her. Now that I have kissed a girl... well, I did a lot more than that, yes, but still. now that I've done it, I am even more sure that I like boys. Coach Sylvester was probably right though. I may not have known and been able to completely accept that I am gay until I had checked. Now I know.

I am gay.

I like Brittany too though, and she's sweet and everything, but I just see us as great 'girlfriends'. Nothing more.

I don't want to use her as my own personal beard because that seems really rude, and i would never do that. If I could physically and actually make myself straight to please my dad, I would but, i know that i can't do that...

But it doesn't matter. Because my dad wants a straight son, and I am an aspiring actor. I have to make being with Brittany believable. I know that this is going to make him more comfortable if I am straight, and I am ok with that. I can make myself be romantically interested in Brittany.

Right?

Somehow.

I like her a lot as a friend, though she's slow, but she's still nice.

I mean, it's not like I'm 0% interested in Brittany. Like I said, she is pretty, and even though she is completely clueless, I know that she just has a special mind. she lives in this magical land where all things are rainbows and sunshine. I know that she isn't stupid, and we understand each other. Ever since Bad reputation week, we've been friends.

Not to mention, the other night when we... did what we did...

Ok. Had sex. I might as well say it. That's what we did. The other night when we had sex, afterword's, we cuddled. I held her close to my bare chest, and though I was in shock, and not really kissing her back, or being a romantic boyfriend like I know that girls like with their boyfriends, she just seemed to... I don't know. Not care.

I didn't really enjoy kissing her, unless my eyes were closed, and I imagined I was making out with Leonardo Dicaprio. But mind over matter is a powerful thing. if I can convince myself, mind over matter that I like Brittany as a girlfriend, maybe eventually, i'll start to believe it.

I hope…..

And after this whole week, well, 9 days it had been now, it seemed to be working.

Kind of.

It's still not a reflex to kiss her anything, and when i kiss her, there is no tingle, or spark, and I still feel awkward... But i can hope that it'll get there...

The left side of my brain is pleading, "Please get there. This is what your dad wants in his son."

Like Finn.

And the right side is whispering, "Don't lose track of you are because it might be easier to be someone else."

I remember walking away from Mr. Schue because i know that he was and is right. Completely right. It is so much easier to be someone else. I was ready to go and change back into my real clothes and give up.

...But then, Brittany approached me talking about me being gay, but now that I am not, having a perfect record, would mean a lot to her. She told me to let her know if i wanted to 'tap this'. and then her hips swayed as she walked away slowly…..

Nothing appealing was there.

But still, I agreed, and here I am. After we slept together, she called me boyfriend, and then i asked her why she called me that.

(Flashback)

"Boyfriend? I thought you only wanted a perfect record Britt."

She only shrugged and looked into my eyes. "I did. but... now that i have it, you're way nicer than any other guy I've made out with. Didn't you like it?"

Did I? I mean, I guess I didn't not like it. It felt good, but… I don't know.

"Well, yeah, I guess I did."

She just kissed my lips in response.

"But…" I told her pushing her lips off mine. "Brittany, I think… I think I am still gay."

"That's ok. I understand that."

And that was then end of that conversation.

A few times this week, we did facials, and we both talked about our families and got to know each other. i guess we did things a little backwards, but, eh. It just sort of happened that way.

Britt lives with both of her parents in a nice house. She's has a little brother, and she has a cat named Lord Tubbington who is ridiculously overweight.

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"Your hands are so soft."

Oh so that was why she hadn't let go of my hand all day. Or, any time we were within arms reach of each other.

"The secret? Duck fat." I told her as she kept smoothing her thumb along my hand.

Oh, I seem too gay... I need to tone it down.

"Hey guys! Just holding hands with Brittany!" I announced to people staring in the hallway. Wow, that didn't sound even remotely convincing….

I'm never going to pull this off even though I hadn't technically come out to anyone at school except for Mercedes and, well, coach Sylvester, and she said she hasn't made up her mind about me yet, so anyone else who thought that they knew i'm gay is simply assuming.

Even though it's pretty obvious.

"Seriously, they feel like a baby's. Now I know what it's like to date a baby." Brittany said happily.

Ok. I tried not to find that creepy...

I just turned to her and fake smiled and she was leaning into kiss me when I heard my dad call me from the hall.

"Hey Kurt?"

What's my dad doing here?

"Dad?! Hey." I said, as I walked to him.

Perfect! I've been acting straight for a week now and he is already coming to see me at school for some reason or another.

It's working.

"Finn caught a foul ball in the 9th so that means free hoagies at Lenny's hoagies, and then half price at the motocross tonight, so I promised I'd take him. Hi Brittany."

Finn... Finn? He isn't here for me at all... he's here for Finn. The straight one.

But now I am straight too. And he still wants Finn?

This was going to be embarrassing.

"Can you excuse us for a minute boo?" I told Britt.

"Huh?" She asked

"I need to talk to my dad." I told her not even looking at her.

I felt so hurt.

She kissed my cheek and walked off, smiling politely at my dad.

My dad looked to me with a confused expression, and I gave him an answer.

"Did you ever think that that might be something that I wanted to do with you?"

He went on to say a bunch of stuff about Finn that I didn't even really hear, because now, all I could think of was how I still wasn't the son he wants...

i watched him walk away after placing a hand on my shoulder that I know was supposed to be reassuring... but it wasn't...

all that work and what did it get me...

i started wearing these ridiculously unflattering clothes... Lied to myself about what I felt for boys. I've been putting effort into keeping my voiced toned lower to seem straighter. I had sex with a girl who has been with every single guy in this school.

why did I do it?

i did it for you dad! I did it all for you! And you don't even care…. I did this for you…

Scrapbook's full of me in the background...

and you still are thinking of Finn. Finn is being taken places and getting all of your love... all of the fun time and trips with you. all of your laughs...

give him love and what does it get ya?

i make him his coffee every morning make him breakfast. I set him up with Carole so that he could have some love in his life and be happier...

what does it getcha? one quick look as each of em leaves you...

I walked to my locker.

Nothing that I was doing was making any difference. Finn was straight, and I am not... I don't know why I thought that I could pull this off.

I struggled to open my locker, but I was so frustrated, I was being too rough with it, and probably not even putting the combo in right.

Once I forced the door open, I stuck my head in it, and closed my eyes.

I felt a tear escape, as i felt hopeless. I knew that it was no use. it was no use pretending to be straight anymore... because what is the point? my dad still doesn't want me. He wants Finn. Geez! Why couldn't I just be straight for real?!

Realizing there was no point in dressing like a stupid road-trucker anymore, I grabbed my spare set of clothes from my locker for emergency "slushy" assaults, and made my way to the bathroom to change.

I'm not doing this anymore.

After coming out of the wrong bathroom, some people shot me curious looks, but not caring, I made my way to the auditorium to sing out my anger, sadness, and rejection...

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"Fooooooorrrr MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

The clapping from below the stage brought me back to reality... Oh. So I'm not on a Broadway stage with my name in lights. I'm just a gay kid whose dad would rather have a straight son.

"That was some serious singing kid." My dad said ending his applause.

I fixed my hair, just a reflex, but I didn't smile yet. "That was Rose's turn"

He walked up onto the stage. "I could get into that... maybe."

I'm sure he could. He did a lot of things for me that i know that he isn't into, but he never showed it. He has always been supportive of me... Always.. That's why him spending all of this time with Finn hurt me so bad.

"What happened to the hoagies?" I asked quietly.

"Uh... blew it off. You know, too much cholesterol."

That was just an excuse. He did it for me. He knew that I wasn't going to be a baby about it, so he cancelled on Finn. I felt my eyes welling up.

"I bet Finn was disappointed."

"He understood. Especially when I told him how bent out of shape I thought you were."

I was just nodding knowing that he is trying to reach out to me, but, I can't let him know that it broke me.

I'm so gay.

"Me? I'm fine." I said. But I could feel the tears about to spill over my lids. And my dad could see it too. He just locked eyes with me, and had sympathy swimming in them.

"Kurt?"

I knew what that tone meant. It meant, 'don't lie to me Kurt.'

"I'm dumb, but I'm not stupid.." He continued. "and I have no idea what that song was about... but Kurt... fine don't sing like you just sung."

We had a whole conversation about how he had hopes for the first three years of my life of taking me to baseball games, and talking about girls, but when i was gay, it changed. When I walked away apologizing for being such a disappointment, he scolded me for thinking he meant it as an insult. I know that he didn't mean it that way.

No one can prepare you for having a gay child. He had expectations, and they just changed after learning that I was gay. Now with Finn, he is getting all of those things that he hoped for to begin with.

"Just seeing how you are with Finn, and how easy it is... It breaks my heart." and upon saying it, my voice cracked and the tears spilled over... God! I feel like such a girl!

My dad seemed to have a realization and he walked right in front of me, close, and lifted my chin. "Is that why you've been pretending to date that daffy cheerleader, and dressing differently? and singing Mellancamp?"

I sniffed. "I just want you to know that I'm going to work as hard as you are, to make all of this okay."

My dad didn't miss a beat in his response. "You don't have to work at anything Kurt. Your only job is to be yourself. and my job is to love you no matter what! And I do."

My face was totally wet as he talked about us having nothing but each other and our love, and he was holding my face despite how wet my cheeks were, and I realized even more, how much I missed my dad.

"I missed you daddy."

"Oh come here." he whispered, grabbing me into a bear hug.

Burt Pov

The way my sons head fits right on my shoulder was a perfect reminder that he belongs there. we've been through so much together, and I've failed him in the last few weeks. After the problems that Finn and Kurt had in the basement a few weeks ago were resolved by Finn standing up for Kurt in school while wearing a dress. Things between the boys were going well.

Between the boys that is.

But, I can admit now, seeing things how Kurt saw them. I was spending 'guy time' with Finn, as if Kurt was my daughter, and as if he was only meant to talk fashion and cooking and boys with Carole and that was that, and Finn and I could watch football and talk girls. I let myself slightly forget that Kurt identifies as a guy. Just because he is gay, doesn't make him a girl. And, Kurt and I have always been a family. a close and tight knit family. We have family game night once a week. we have Friday night dinners every Friday night, and every weekend, we do something together as father and soon alternating each week who chooses what to do.

We have always worked as a family, and I love my son. I never started loving him any less, and I never will. even if Finn becomes a permanent member of our family if I get lucky enough to marry Carole Hudson. Kurt will always be my son, and I will always put him first. I just have to make sure that i don't lose sight of that again.

"I love you."

He mumbled that he loved me too, and though I probably didn't deserve to be, I knew that I was forgiven.

We walked together out of the auditorium, and down the hall waiting for him at his locker, was that ditz-leader, smiling real bright as she saw Kurt.

"Hey uh.. Son.. You should probably tell that girl the truth. You don't need a beard Kurt. Please, be yourself. You need to be yourself, and be respectful to her and you."

Before we could get too close to her, he stopped and turned to me.

"She's not my beard dad. I mean... I don't think she is... Well, I mean i….. I don't want her to be. Because i know that thats not fair to her. I'm going to end it."

Kurt started to scratch his head, and I sensed him thinking hard. He looked guilty.

Very guilty.

"Did you like kissing her?"

Kurt knows who he is. Kurt has always been confident in who he is. But after he made out with that girl, I wondered. I can tell that he is immensely confused now.

The thought of him making out with a girl, even though he didn't want to, in order to please me, almost made me feel sick.

But Kurt did like kissing her. And I know this because Kurt just shrugged, and looked absently at something down the hall.

As it stayed quiet for a few more awkward seconds, he changed to looking down at the ground and put his hands in his pockets.

I know this stance very well too.

He is feeling guilty about something.

"Did... did you do more than just make out Kurt?" I asked jumping to conclusions.

I know I shouldn't, but why else would he be guilty?

He just stayed staring at his feet, and I knew that he was not gonna tell me no matter what it was that he'd done.

Ok, they definitely did more than make out. "Kurt..." I questioned him with a stern tone. I don't want him doing anything more than kissing. With GIRLS or BOYS anytime soon. He is 15. "I want you to answer my-"

"Hi boyfriend. Feeling better?" she stroked his cheek, cutting me off before I could say finish. Brittany was now on Kurt's arm, and turned to me. "Hi again Mr. Kurt's dad."

A stern look from Kurt told me to please drop it. I suppose I could do that for now. But we'd be having a long talk soon.

"Hi Brittany. I'll see you tonight Kurt. 7 o'clock Friday night dinner. Don't be late."

Kurt just nodded, and I walked out to my car.

I really don't know what to think about this whole situation. I'll ask Finn what he knows about all of this later.

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