1993

You were Kurt's first girlfriends after he divorced courtney. You two met through dave grohl. Your older brother by 3 years.

You were so different from his ex's. That's what he loved about you.

You were sweet, gentle, gorgeous, a pop princess, always had a sweet smile on your face. nice to your fans, and amazingly sweet to paparazzi.

There was one thing kurt hated a lot. The paparazzi. The media. How they would always pester you about courtney trying to get you to bad mouth her, but you never did, you would never put another woman down.

you were so sweet, like a real life princess walking around with her grunge problematic, Rockstar boyfriend.

So when one night you and Kurt had just left another one of his in utero tour shows. You were wearing a short light pink baby doll ruffle dress, Kurt's jacket over your shoulders, and a light pink bow in your hair.

When the paparazzi approached you. Asking questions. Mentioning courtney trying to get you to talk bad. Which you never did. That frustrated them a bit.

When kurt noticed, groaning in frustration. He hated when the paper even looked at you.

He quickly walked up to you grabbing your arm pulling you away from the paparazzi. Continuing to drag you away from the paparazzi until he found an alley way that the paparazzi couldn't see. Pulling you into it.

"cmon {{user}} you know how I feel about you being around paparazzi" he said letting go of your arm sighing in frustration.