chloehatch

The piano was playing in the choir room, and Kurt couldn't help but hear the beauty. "Just one peak," he told himself, "then, I can go on with my life." But, as his head rounded the corner of the door's frame, he noticed from behind the familiar dark hair, navy blue jacket, and gray pants of the boy playing, who sang with the music... "Good night, my angel, time to close your eyes And save these questions for another day..." The voice of an angel, Kurt thought, edging his way into the classroom, head swimming, heart pounding, and face beet red. The boy continued singing and playing, unaware of his audience... "I think I know what you'v