Secrets Kept

Chapter 1: The Encounter

"Fate can work in very mysterious ways. Although not everyone has the courtesy to witness the events that I had the pleasure to experience. . I didn't choose my fate but I'm glad it chose me...I'm glad he chose me... Maybe I should start from the begging..."

Monday Morning (Kurt's Bedroom) 7:10am

Bang Bang Bang

The loud knocking on the thin door could be heard around the whole house, the whole neighborhood at that. Kurt Hummel was peacefully sleeping when his father decided to awake his sleeping son with a loud bang.

"Kurt, come on." Another bang at the door "Get up kid you're going to be late...Don't make me come in there!" his father, Burt, yelled from outside his door still pounding hard on the now weak door. Kurt woke up almost instantly, reaching for the pillow near his head and swinging it in the direction to the loud noise in hopes of shutting him up. "Alright alright just hurry up and get ready. Breakfast's almost done." it worked and with that Burt had disappeared into the hallway, leaving a now drowsy Kurt alone to deal with the aftermath.

He began to open his eyes slowly adjusting to the sunlight around the room, taking in his surroundings before adjusting himself slightly on his bed. The new position gave him better access to his alarm clock that rest on his night stand. "Shit" He hissed climbing, and almost tumbling, out of his bed and into his bathroom shower. After he quickly dried himself and brushed his teeth thoroughly he turned to sit in front of his vanity mirror that held multiple various bottles of creams and lotions to start working on his morning moisturizing routine. Once completely satisfied at his several attempts to perfectly coif his hair he put on the outfit that had already been pressed and ironed the day before and ran downstairs into the kitchen where he was greeted with his step brother and father.

Burt took in his son's appearance and turned to lock eyes with his', giving him a questioning look before speaking. "Well look who's finally awake" He waved the spatula in his direction. "I'm assuming you had a good sleep last night."

"Hardly. I stayed up all night auctioning for the one of a kind, and if I might add, highly valuable Elizabeth Taylor-" He was cut off from his father.

"Kurt. As much I'd love to hear about the many fashion accessories, that you don't already own, if you don't hurry up and eat you won't be able to catch the bus on time."

"What are we having?" Kurt asked eying the food on the table.

"Bacon and Waffles?!" Burt offered excitedly pushing a plate full of those sorts towards Kurt.

"Dad." Kurt warned snatching away the plate from his father grasp.

"What! It's not ganna kill me to cheat a little." Kurt gave him a look that Burt knew well enough not to try and argue with. "Fine." He sighed "Oatmeal it is."

Kurt loved his father dearly and after going through almost losing him from his heart attack last year he made it his goal to make sure his father takes as much care of himself. He couldn't go through losing another parent.

"You need a ride lil brother, I'm going to go pick up Rachel on the way." Finn offered coolly. As much as Kurt appreciated his brothers many attempts at bonding, he really wasn't in the mood to be a third wheel. Finn was dating his best friend, Rachel, and although he loved them both he couldn't stand when their together. It's like a child fighting with a lost puppy. Last time he rode with them in Finns car they had missed their first class because of Rachel accusing Finn of having feelings for another girl. That girl being, Quinn, his ex.

Thinking otherwise, He just gives Finn a weak smile "And sit in the backseat while you both make out noisily, no thank you. I prefer the overcrowded, mixture of teen sweat and the bleak odor of old people that roams the bus." Hopefully he'd buy it.

"Can't argue with that" He replied cheekily dismissing him with a wave of a hand that Kurt took as the okay to leave. Kurt walked out the front door and over to the bus stop. It appeared in mere minutes. The bus was crowded as usual and after he paid the fee he searched to find an open seat. In the back he noticed an empty seat near a blonde boy he's never seen before.

Kurt hesitated for a moment before ultimately deciding to take it since he didn't have many options. The blonde boy wasn't paying him much attention, too focused on his book to see Kurt take the seat beside him until he felt the brsuh of Kurt against him. Startled, the boy jumped from his seat and turned to see Kurt wide eyed and flinching in return.

Kurt sat up instantly from the contact, he wasn't sure if the boy would appreciate his action. "Oh. Oh my god I am so sorry. I didn't mean to touch you...I...the seat is..." his face flushed completely red, he wanted nothing more than to die at that moment. The offer his stepbrother proposed early started to sound very good.

Curious eyes met with worried ones as Kurt babbled on about how ridiculously close the seats on the bus were when he was cut short from the sounds of laughter coming from the other boy. Great, now I've done it Kurt, completely embarrassed, slowly tried to escape from the scene when he heard the boy asks him, "Are you always this dramatic?" a big grin plastered on his face.

Kurt was surprised. "No. I j-just thought...I am really sorry." Kurt was trying to hold back tears at this point. The blonde noticed and tugged Kurt back down to his seat. "Nothing to get all worked up about." He said still eyeing Kurt.

"Names Adam" His arm was now stretched out in front of Kurt, offering him to take it. Kurt took his hand and shook it awkwardly, taking a moment to clear the lump that had formed in his throat before speaking "Kurt" His voice coming out shaker than he'd expect. "I really am sorry"

"Accidents happen, right?" Kurt couldn't help but grin at the charming boy next to him. He never felt so giddy around someone before. Like a crying baby finally getting the attention they so craved. He wanted to know more about Adam, his last name, if he was single, if he was gay, even the type of cologne he was wearing. Unfortunately Adam had his attention turned back to his book that rested on his lap.

"Well Kurt if you don't mind, I have to get back my work, I've got a deadline" He lout out an exaggerated sigh.

Kurt, disappointed as he may be, nods to him and goes back to fixing himself in his seat, making sure to not make the same mistake twice. A couple minutes had gone by and Kurt was nearing his location. He so badly wanted to ask Adam out, he'd never had a boyfriend and so so desperately wanted one. Kurt was never asked out on a date, let alone asked someone out himself. There want many choices for him where he lived.

Losing all confidence Kurt ends up chickening out, afraid the boy might not be gay. He couldn't risk another Finn scenario, that much humiliation can really change a person.

Once he reached his stop, he ran out the door after saying a quick goodbye to Adam without even waiting for a reply.

The rest of the school day was a blur. Kurt couldn't stop picturing Adam; he knew he blew his chance. He wasn't sure if he'd ever see him again. After torturing himself enough he decides to go to the Lima Bean after school to get a fresh cup of coffee in the hopes of lightening up his mood. Little did he know the events that would lead to that moment.

Entering the coffee shop something quickly caught his eyes in the corner. A curly dark haired boy was sitting in a table alone, scanning around the room for something, or someone. Kurt kept his eyes glued on him, studying his movements and taking in all the beauty the man had to offer. To dumbfounded to realize that he had been staring at him for almost a minute now.

Eventually thought their eyes did meet and he was introduced to beautiful orange hazel eyes. Kurt felt his face become hot and his body become heavier. Shit I need to get a grip on myself. The gorgeous man was now staring at him closely, his eyes glued on Kurt who broke the stare almost instantly. The feeling in his chest was making his breathing difficult.

He took a moment to catch his breathing before returning his attention back the man, only to see that he was still watching him, smiling even. Kurt was never the type to flirt or be in any way "sexy" but something then came over him. Images of Adam ran through his brain, he let him slip away there was no way in hell he was going to let this guy go. He knew he had to be more brave and bold so he decides to go over to the man, who still had his eyes fixed on Kurt.

"I see you've noticed me." Kurt, somehow getting the words out of his mouth, says to the man with a small smirk forming. "Like what you see?"

The man snickered at him "How can I not? You're very easy to spot. Very gorgeous" Kurt had to hold back the squeal forming in his stomach. He couldn't believe that this man actually called him gorgeous, let alone notice him.

"And yes I do, how could I not." He added, gesturing for Kurt to sit in the seat opposite from him. Kurt obeyed eagerly. "I wasn't expecting you to be so breath taking" he said coolly.

Kurt wasn't thinking too clearly and instead responded with, "It must be fate" trying his best to not sound as lame as he did. "Yeah it must be" Wow if his heart could speak it would be screaming in joy right now. How could he reply to that? There was a small pause and the room went silent.

Kurt started to feel his confidence fade, he needed to act fast to break the silence but just when he was about to get a word out the man spoke "Oh how rude of me. I must have interrupted you while you were in the middle of getting your coffee."

Kurt, who could care less about coffee at that moment, grinned at the man, trying to not show his disappointment and slowly moved out of his chair until he felt an arm tug at his. "No let me. It's the least I could do" And that's all he heard when he saw the man stand up and moved over to the counter, leaving Kurt alone at the table with knots in his stomach.

Kurt didn't know what was happening, due to the fact that just a minute ago he was deeply depressed over a boy. Now he's being offered coffee with the most gorgeous guy Kurt has ever laid eyes on. But before he could take all of it the curly haired man returned with his coffee in one hand, and a muffin in the other. "Grande nonfat mocha" he handed the coffee over to Kurt. "I hope its fine?"

"Yes, thank you!" holding out his hand to retrieve the coffee, suddenly the urge to attack the man with questions took over him. "So, do you come here often?" Kurt asked before taking a sip of his coffee.

Once the man took his seat, he looked at Kurt for a moment before answering "...No, um I'm not usually so... public"

"Public?" Kurt repeated.

Something seemed a little unusual about this man but Kurt couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Well..." Kurt begins "If you'd like we can go back to my place and hang out" Kurt Instantly regretted his choice of words.

What the hell am I saying? He began to panic.

Sure Kurt would love to go somewhere quieter to talk and get to know each other better but geez his house of all places?

"Its just that it's just so crowded here and at least at my place we can have a decent conversation and...and...god..I'm sor-"

"Sure, whatever you want." The man had a sparkle in his eyes that wasn't there before. He stood up from his seat and took Kurt's hand in his own, pulling him up with him. If Kurt didn't know better he would see that he was even more eager than the guy was.

They chatted all through the walk to Kurt's house, discussing music and fashion. They had a lot more in common than either boy would have guessed. Kurt hadn't realized how fast time flew by once they reached his home. Thankfully for Kurt, his dad and stepbrother weren't home. Carole, his stepmother, had been on a business trip the past week so she wouldn't be back for another couple of days.

As Kurt led the man into his home, which now seemed like a terrible idea, he felt his heart start to thump loud in his chest. Was he sure this was a god idea? He hadn't even known the man for more than an hour and he has already invited him into his home. This guy could be a murderer for all he knew, but dame would he make a sexy killer. Wow Kurt really? After giving the man a quick tour around his house Kurt heads to the kitchen and offers him a drink, taking the moment to collect his thoughts before heading where Blaine waited.

After pouring lemonade into two small cups he walks over to Blaine, but not before tripping over his stepbrothers football helmet that was lying in the middle of the room. Lemonade flew around the room and spilled all over Kurt's new Mark Jacob's sweater.

"God dammit Finn! I just bought this!" Kurt yelled stumbling onto the floor.

"Are you okay?" The short man asked, trying to help Kurt balance.

"Yeah. My stepbrother always leaves his crap lying everywhere and I...god this is embarrassing" Kurt sighed.

The man chuckled in response. "You're so adorable" Kurt blushed. It was unbelievable how happy this man made him feel, he wanted nothing more than to lean over and kiss him. Yes kiss.

The first ever kiss he had was by a closeted football player who basically forced himself on him. Maybe this time he could make it better, replace it with something better.

Lost in his own thoughts Kurt hardly noticed the curly haired man staring at his lips and became startled when he began to unbutton his sweater off. Kurt was at a lost of words, he knew he should have said something but he was so caught up in the feeling of the man's fingers brushing against his chest. Everything was moving way too fast for Kurt. He knew it but instead leaned into the touch.

Just as Kurt was begging to lose hope in ever taking control of the situation they both became startled at the sound of a cell phone ringing.

The man grunted in annoyance and went to retrieve the phone from his pocket, slightly turning away from Kurt. "I'm sorry; this will just take a minute."Kurt nodded. The only movement he was able to make.

"Yes? What do you mean, of course I showed up. I'm with him right n-" the man jaw tightened and turned to see Kurt still standing where he left him, a look of confusion in his face.

"Shit!" He yelled slamming the phone shut in frustration.

Kurt, who now seemed to regain conscience, took a step closer to the man and asked in a low voice "Is everything okay?" The man had his hand running through his hair and turned his attention back to face Kurt "This was a mistake, I'm sorry I have to go." He said before brushing past Kurt and out the front door.

Kurt followed, unsure of what to do. Had I offended him? Did I gross him out?

"Did I do something?" He whimpered, Tears threatening to fall from his eyes as he watched the man speed out of his house, not even turning back to respond to Kurt.

This just wasn't Kurt's day. He met two amazing guys, who in Kurt's mind, didn't want anything to do with him. He never felt so worse in his life and that's saying something. As much as Kurt didn't want to let them bring him down he couldn't help but hate himself.

Too heartbroken to care about his soiled shirt, Kurt walks over to his staircase and into his bedroom where he falls flat on his bed and lets the tears fall from his face. He did eventually cry himself to sleep.. He was convinced he'd see the last of both those guys, But Fortunately for Kurt, the next day would turn out to be a very unexpected day for him.