Chapter 5: Take the Test

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Kurt's Pov

My Valentine's day was absolutely perfect. Blaine and i had literally only been dating for a week, and still, he planned the most amazing, and perfect first date i had ever had. He took us up to Columbus and we went to the revival theatre and saw "Love story." We quoted all of the dialogue to the show, and we held hands the whole night. After the show, he took me out for cheesecake at a resturaunt that wasn't bread-stick's and that in itself was amazing! At the end of the date, he brought me home, and walked me to the door. Completely cliche, but sweet and perfect all the same. I couldn't have had a better night i don't think.

"Blaine i haven't had that much fun in a long time!" I exclaimed hugging him on the porch.

"I'm glad you had fun! We should go out again really soon. I think there is a carnival coming to Lima in a few weeks. We should plan to go. I need to fill the total cliche of spending over a hundred dollars to win you a giant stuffed animal playing a game i totally can't win!"

I just totally laughed and i knew that i was blushing like mad. "Definitely. i'd love that! I've never dated anyone before. It's so fun, and i love spending it with you." And i think i blushed even deeper. As if that is even possible.

As i did it, Blaine leaned in to kiss me. And i must say, if our first kiss was perfect, this is more perfect than perfect. He suckled on my bottom lip like it was candy, and he waited untill my lips parted before dipping his toungue slightly between my lips. I peeked my eyes open a bit to see his olive skin flushed with heat despite the intense chill out here right now.

My eyes fluttered closed again before Blaine could open his, and see me staring. His mouth is so warm, and i felt like being connected to him in more places than just our lips. Our tongues danced together for dominance, and we were running out of breath. Our hot breaths made smoke around our heads, and i brought my hands to twine in his hair that snuck out of the bottom of the beanie he wore.

It was hard as a rock.

I sucked his lip on last time before releasing my mouths hold on his, and we both had to catch our breath for a few moments.

"Blaine, why do you always gel your hair down? Your curls are completely gorgeous. I saw them when we performed 'animal'. I wanted to tell you then, but you know... I didn't think you had feelings for me so...I didn't say anything."

Blaine was so red now, i thought he might be burned by his own blush.

"You like my curls?" He asked shyly.

I nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. They're sexy. And i can't run my fingers through them when we are kissing like this if you keep them in prison."

Blaine cupped Kurt's face lightly and he whispered, "I'll remember that."

It was a perfect night.

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Savannah Pov

The next few weeks, I spent a lot of time with Kurt. I was avoiding Mercedes and Quinn. I started out hanging out with them all together, but at this point, I was throwing up every half an hour. Mercedes and Quinn just would not drop telling me over and over again to get a pregnancy test. So after that first week of dealing with their constant lectures, I stopped hanging out with them outside of glee club. I came up with excuses.

"I have a test on Friday."

"My dad wants me home early."

"Sorry, family dinner."

"I have a piano class."

Thankfully, they were catching on that I was avoiding them, and after another week of blowing everyone off, they stopped trying to get me to hang out.

Last weekend, I was at the Lima bean, knowing that Kurt would be there. But with Blaine. I knew that I wouldn't be able to get Kurt away from him without Blaine getting suspicious or something, so I just waited for Blaine to leave. I hoped that he would leave first.

When he finally kissed Blaine goodbye, and went to leave, I came out of the deserted table in the back and up to Kurt. His nose was in a book studying, and he didn't see me coming.

Kurt Pov

"Kurt?" I heard someone say, and I looked up to see Savannah.

"Hey Savannah. What are you doing here?"       

Sav and I had gotten really close since Blaine and Savannah became official friends back in January, at Rachel’s house party during Mckinley's after New Years alcohol awareness week. We'd been hanging out almost every day after school, and we didn't know why we didn't do that sooner. We live in the same neighborhood. Blaine doesn't join us as often as he wants to with him living all the way in Westerville, but Sav and I, we'd gotten to know each other pretty well.

"Can I talk to you?" she asked.

I was worried. She sounded so serious. I shut my book, and pulled her aside into the hall near the Lima Bean restrooms. There was no one there.

"Yeah. What's up?"

She swallowed hard, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't speak. But it looked more like she couldn't speak. Like her throat was totally dry.

"Are you feeling all right?" I asked her, and put a hand to her forehead. "You look a little pale."

She had been sick on and off for like 3 weeks.

She didn't say anything, and I was just growing more worried. What the heck was she about to tell me?

"Savannah?" I said again.

All knowing Pov

Savannah suddenly couldn't comprehend passing time. She wanted to tell him what she was thinking, but she was blanking…..

"Savannah, just tell me."

She sighed, and looked around one more time before she spoke. "Kurt," her voice broke as she started crying. "I think I’m pregnant..."

Kurt's mouth was half open, his eyes full of sadness.

He knew immediately that it was Blaine's. Savannah didn't sleep around and he knew that for a fact. She hadn't even had a boyfriend since she got to McKinley. She hadn't even kissed anyone other than Blaine….. Well, and Santana for spin the bottle. But other than that, Savannah was as innocent as they come.

She was so not ready for this.

Kurt wrapped his arms around her in seconds, and put his chin on her head as she started to cry into his chest.

"What am I gonna do?!" she cried out as Kurt tried to shush her; her shoulders shaking.

Kurt wanted to cry with her, but he should just support his friend. "It's gonna be okay..." Kurt consoled her. He didn't have anything else to really say, but he hoped it would help her, "It's gonna be okay".

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Savannah pov

Friday morning. March. was it the 12thth, or the 21st?…..?

It didn't matter. It had been about 8 weeks since I slept with Blaine.

2 months. Which is 8 very long weeks.

I was walking down the halls clutching my books for dear life. If I think hard enough about something else, I won't feel nauseous.

I'm not nauseous. I'm not nauseous, and I don't have to throw up.

I walked into the closest bathroom. Who am I kidding? I have been sick to my stomach all week. Constantly for 4 weeks actually.

About 2 months ago, I had sex for the first and only time in my life, and it all added up perfectly; Much to my dismay.

I opened the nearest stall, and heard someone in the one next to me talking on the phone.

"Kurt, that's why you need to talk to her, you guys have been really close lately, and she won't listen to us." I heard. It was Mercedes. And I know she is talking about me.

"I know, but she's in full blown denial. It's been well over a month, and she needs to take a test."

I couldn't hold back to listen anymore though, as I barfed my guts out.

Gross.

This was happening, and I really couldn't allow myself to allow it to be. But it was. There's no other explanation for why I have been so sick.

But I couldn't say it.

Not out loud, not to myself, not to anyone.

This just couldn't be happening.

My dad would have a heart attack. My mom would kill Blaine, and then come home, and kill me. Both parents would cry a river for like a week straight and Blaine…..

Oh my god, what would Blaine even do.

I was sick to my stomach again, the feeling terrified me so much. I wouldn't even know how to tell him. He and Kurt just started dating. I wouldn't be the one to ruin that!

As I threw up again, though I tried to do it quietly, Mercedes still heard me.

"Come to the girl's bathroom by the cafeteria. She'll still be in here. She spends more time in here than she does in class." She said quietly.

Great. Kurt was here. At Mckinley.

 This was gonna suck….

I didn't want to get up and walk to class, because I knew that I would just be back here in 5 minutes. I might as well stay and wait to keel over again. This was awful.

Another spout of sickness washed over me, and I leaned over the toilet again just as someone entered the bathroom.

"Savannah?" I recognized Kurt's voice.

I couldn't answer him. I was too embarrassed.

"Savvy, please let me in."

And I couldn't say no to him. For the past month, he had been the only one that hadn't been irritating me to death, and he was so sweet. I knew that all of my friends only wanted to help, but I got annoyed with them a lot easier. They were up front and blunt about it. No sparing my feelings. But Kurt, he would only bring it up once, and once I expressed annoyance, he dropped it. I flushed the toilet and got up to unlock the door. I walked out and into Kurt's arms. I smelled like barf, but he didn't seem to mind as he hugged me back.

Before I knew it, tears were falling down my face.

Kurt let me go, and grabbed both sides of my face in his hands. "Savannah,"

I couldn't do this. Look into his eyes. They were too…. Compassionate. Too kind…..

He had the same eyes as my little brother.

I shook my head and walked to the sink.

"Kurt, don't."

He followed behind me, and started digging in his messenger backpack and pulled out a pregnancy test. I looked into the sink. I knew he was right. He didn't even say anything yet, and I knew he was right.

"I bought this for you this morning when Mercedes called me. You have to take a test.”

I shook my head, but it wasn't saying no, I was in denial of the situation.

“The nausea is not gonna go away. And you can't ignore it as if this is not happening anymore." Kurt continued. “And I went into that drugstore to buy this, and I looked like a psycho, so I’ll be damned if you don’t take it!

Though I wanted to laugh at that, I just kept crying. I didn't want to do this. I didn't want to know. Denial was so much easier.

I sniffed one last time, and took the box from him. I went back into the stall, and I could hear that Kurt didn't walk out of the restroom.

Of course not….

Only the New Directions could be comfortable and totally nonchalant about Kurt being in the girl's bathroom.

I stared at the box for 2 whole minutes, and was so nervous.

"I don't hear you peeing." Kurt said loudly.

I rolled my eyes. "Thank you captain obvious." I walked out of the stall. "I don't have to go."

Kurt put his hand on his hip. "Really? Because I've been online. And I read that when you're pregnant, you have to pee like, all the time."

"Well, good, then maybe I'm not pregnant." I told him.

But he could see right through me. I did actually have to pee, but I didn't want to take the test here at school. Then everyone would know.

"Savannah, you're not going to find out for sure if you don't take the test."

I know that. But I just know that it's gonna be positive, and I can't see that. I don't want to see that.

"Not here. Not at school, then everyone will be able to see the results on my face. I'll take it after glee club. Or something."

Or never, I thought.

"Come to my house after school. I'll pick you up. Mercedes is already coming over for a movie night. You can take it there, and we'll be there for you." Kurt said taking the test from me, and stowing it back in his bag.

"Ok."

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Kurt Pov

Dating Blaine was like, having apple pie and vanilla ice cream for lunch every single day and never gaining any weight. He was perfect. I don't know where he got the idea that he isn't romantic, because it is all over his face. We walk hand in hand through Dalton, and lean on each other during study hall. We are extremely flirty during rehearsals, and it is just paradise finally being able to call him my boyfriend. I couldn't ask for anything to make me happier.

Except being at McKinley with all of my friends. If Blaine was there with me, I would have pretty much the perfect life. I would gladly take a slushy to the face every day if it meant that I was seeing Blaine all day.

But I knew that Blaine was here because of problems with public school, and I knew that Karofsky was my public school problem. So we were here at Dalton.

My New Direction friends hadn't ever been here, so it was kind of like Dalton was just Blaine and I's spot. Somewhere only we knew.

"Hey, Mercedes, Savannah and I are having a movie night and sleepover tonight. It's a perfectly clear Friday night? Care to join us?" I asked Blaine who was sipping his coffee.

I was hoping to get him to come because if he was there, he would definitely see Savannah nauseous, and suspect she's pregnant. Then, she would have to come clean.

"Agh! I can't tonight. My dad got my mom tickets to some… opera or something for her birthday, and we are all supposed to go with her. It's tonight."

Bummer. Eh, next time. She'll have to tell him eventually anyway. If this test was positive vthat is. And I hate to say it, but I think she's pregnant.

"Raincheck?" Blaine asked. And I nodded. He leaned in to kiss me, "I'll call you later?" and then he walked out of the Lima bean after I nodded to him.

It was 5:15. Time to go pick up my ladies.

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Burt POV

I loved Friday night football. Beer, my stepson, flat screen TV, and knowing that my other son is upstairs spending time with his friends; It was the perfect way to spend my Friday night. Ah.

It was a long day. Everyone's cars seemed to break down right before closing, and it was a pain in the neck.

"Hey my love!" Carole called coming in the front door with a pizza in her hand, bag over her shoulder. I got up to help her as she struggled to get the key out of the door.

"Hey Hun." I said, kissing her and grabbing the pizza. I opened the box, and smiled. Pepperoni.

"That's not for you. It's for Kurt and the girls." She smacked my hand away. "Hands off!"

I never get to eat anything fun anymore. "Why can't I have a slice?" I whined.

Carole laughed and sat down on the couch. "Way too greasy! I'll make you a lean cuisine."

I rolled my eyes. "Delicious." I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster.

Finn appeared instantly with a plate and opened the box in Carole's hand, not even asking before stealing 3 slices and running back to the game on the couch.

“Finn!” I reprimanded. “That’s for Kurt’s sleepover.”

Finn just shrugged, and bit the pizza.

“He gets some.....” I mumbled childishly.

She just laughed at me. “Sorry I care so much about my husband's health. No pizza. Can you bring it up to the kids though?"

"I got it." I called to her already walking up the steps.

As I got to the top of the stairs, I saw Savannah burst out of Kurt's room and into the bathroom. I hurried to follow her to the bathroom door. Inside, she sounded really sick.

She walked out of the bathroom, and after glancing at me for not even a second, she spotted the pizza box, covered her mouth, and the bathroom door shut in my face.

"Are you all right sweetheart?" I asked her. And she came out again, this time holding her stomach. She looked up at me with scared little puppy eyes.

"Yeah." she said quietly.

I wasn't buying it. She sounded terrible; barfing her guts out in there. She didn't look too hot either.

"Really, I-i just….. I had a l-lunch from a new m-mom and pop shop; I- I guess it didn't sit too well with my stomach. I- I'm ok." she said stuttering.

These damn kids. When are they gonna realize that we know when they're lying? She's doing exactly what Kurt does when he's lying through his teeth.

Stutter.

She walked past me and back onto Kurt's room.

But wait... a light just clicked in my head.

That was Savannah.

The girl that Blaine-........

Uh oh.

She was clutching her....

Oh no.

I stood in the hall frozen for a few minutes. This girl was just a kid. No more than 15 if I remember right. A year younger than Kurt, so a sophomore in high school.

I remember Kurt's mom was extremely sick when she was pregnant with Kurt.

Elizabeth was in and out of the bathroom puking her guts out every 10 minutes on some days.

This couldn't be good.

After standing stunned for a few minutes in the hall, I walked into Kurt's room to see that he and Mercedes were sitting on his bed staring at Kurt's bathroom door.

So then why was she vomiting out in the hall bathroom?

Kurt must've forbidden her from leaving her vomit smell in his room. I felt like rolling my eyes at how 'Kurt' that was.

"What's going on up here?" I asked aloud, directed to Kurt, whom I knew, knew something about this.

No one answered me, and Savannah walked out of the restroom, with a little stick in her hand. She walked straight to Kurt and gave him the pregnancy test.

Kurt looked at it for a moment, and looked up at me.

"It's positive."

Everyone in the room was silent.

You could've heard a pin drop. Savannah started to sob, and as she grabbed her backpack and coat. She sounded like she was almost hyperventilating.

She ran out of Kurt's room, and started down the stairs. I went after her though, putting the pizza on Kurt's bed.

"Wait Savannah! Honey, hold on." I called to her.

She was terrified, and more than that, she probably felt ashamed.

"How am I supposed to face my parents?! They trust me so much, and….. and…."

She was still going moving taking every stair too quickly for me to keep up. Soon, Kurt ran past me and grabbed her arm.

"Savannah wait, just slow down. It's gonna be okay." Kurt told her, his hand not leaving her shoulder when he reached her.

Kurt was so good in a crisis.

Just like his mom.

Mercedes came up behind me very quietly, and still looked to be in shock. Carole had even gotten up from the couch, and came to see what had caused all of the commotion. Surprisingly, Finn even took his eyes off the game to see what was going on.

"It's gonna be okay Savannah." Kurt said again.

Savannah just cried more tears, as she took his arms off of her shoulders.

She was shaking her head, and as she stopped breathing so heavily for a moment, she cried, "How is this gonna be okay?!"

Everyone was quiet, and this time, we didn't stop her as she descended the remaining stairs and ran out the front door.

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