The Midnight Romer~ 1

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Year: 1985Kurts age: 18Your age: 17

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Year: 1985
Kurts age: 18
Your age: 17

TW:
Mentions of r*pe

I was walking around the sweet peaceful quiet streets of Aberdeen at around two in the morning enjoying the crisp cool air brushing against my skin

I saw a tall figure appear out of the darkness of the night

I didn't think anything of it they where probably just going on a night walk as well

As they came closer to me I could see them a little better

I could see they had a cigarette hanging out of there mouth

They had beautiful longish messy blond looking hair, baggy clothes, and a pair of scuffed converses

As they came pretty close to me I spoke up deciding to compliment there shoes

"hey I just wanted to say I like your shoes"

They stopped in there tracks and looked down at there shoes and smiled a pretty smile

now I could see them better I could clearly tell it was a guy

He looked back up and me and smiled

"Thankyou"
he said followed by another smile

"your welcome"
I smiled back

I admired his beautiful face in the dim light coming from the dark street lights and the full moon

I could tell that I was starring at his face but I couldn't look away there was something in me that was forcing me to stare at him and his beautiful features

"Um hello?"
He laughed waving his hand in front of my face slowly

My eyes where darting all over the place and words wouldn't come out of my mouth

When people say that they are speechless when they see someone beautiful now I know what they mean

"Fuck I'm sorry"
i laughed awkwardly

"I'm Kurt"
he held out his hand

"y/n"
I said blankly

I was still in shock because I mean there is a angel standing right in front of me

I shook his hand and began talking about random shit with him

After a little bit of talking we decided to walk the same way with each other

Once we got to know each other a bit better I realised that his life was pretty miserable

I felt really fucking bad for the poor guy

"I could walk you home if
you like"
he said holding out his hand for me to take

"Of course"
I grabbed his hand and walked back to go home

"So Kurt do you think your going to get somewhere with
your music?"
I asked looking into his beautiful eyes

He nodded his head and began to speak

"yeah I really do me and my friends are really good or at least I think so and I've got a few really good ideas for songs"
he beamed rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb

Once we reached my doorstep I tried to open the door

It wouldn't open my dad must of locked it not realising I was out

It was pointless trying to get into my window because it was locked and so where all the doors

I knew my dad and I would be waisting my time looking if they where open

I turned back to Kurt and sighed
"it's locked I'll just stay out here it-"

He cut me off by yanking my hand down the porch stairs

"You can stay at my house y/n"

"what about your mother"
I said catching up a bit

"it's okay she doesn't have to know your there"
I thought for a minute

"Dude I just met you for all you know I could be a rapist and you could be to"
I scoffed he just shrugged

"I'm sure your not a rapist and if you are I'll kick you in the tit"
I laughed at the stupid self defence tactic

"that would hurt, and if your a rapist I'll kick you in the balls"
you smiled laughing

He joined in laughing and led me back to his house

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