I'd Lie
Disclaimer-I do not own Glee or any songs/characters you recognise
This is my first Glee fic so I hope you like it, and I am from England so please forgive my lack of Americanisms and the fact I spell colour with a 'u', I also know nothing about fashion or cars but I adore Kurt, I'd so spread my legs for Puck, and I just LOVE the thought of the two of them being together
Note: song lyrics are in italics
Summary: Everyone assumed Kurt loved Finn but they were wrong, not that it mattered. Even if someone did stop to ask Kurt who he really loved, he'd lie. Inspired by the song 'I'd Lie' by Taylor Swift.
Chapter 1-That Passenger Seat
Kurt Hummel walked down the corridors of McKinley with his new designer bag hanging on his shoulder, his head held high and one arm linked with his best friend Mercedes. The two Gleeks were gossiping about the latest fashion designs when a startled shriek reverberated through the hallway.
Cocking his head to the left, Kurt discovered that the sound had come from a Slushie covered Rachel. He and Mercedes, who had both been on the receiving end of a Slushie facial numerous times, winced in sympathy.
"As much as I loathe her," Kurt said, "And trust me, I do, we should help her clean up and do something about her hair before those dark tresses look even less salon-styled than usual."
With a nod of agreement, Mercedes led the way over to the Slushie covered Rachel Berry and they guided her into the nearest girls' rest room.
"I can assure you that one of these days I am going to sue the makers of those sticky concoctions and all the jerks who think it's funny to throw them at people more talented then themselves." Rachel declared as she leaned the back of her neck against the sink so the other two could condition her hair with the bottle Kurt always carried in his bag in case of such an attack. "My dads are gay and they know some very important people."
Kurt rolled his eyes and *accidentally* splashed water onto Rachel's face before muttering a clearly false apology.
"So girl, which dumb jock threw it this time?" Mercedes asked as she started work on washing the conditioner out of the other girls' hair.
"It happened too fast for me to make an accurate allegation." Rachel replied.
"So you didn't see?" Mercedes asked just to make sure.
"No." Rachel confirmed. "I was at my locker, then I turned round and a cup of red liquid was thrown into my face. And now my sweater's ruined." She said in dismay.
"Well whoever it was did you a small favour." Kurt told her as he eyed her stained sweater with distaste. "This fugly piece of material is a crime against fashion. The style is completely unflattering to your admittedly great figure, the colour clashes with your skin complexion and is a total mismatch with your last season Laura Ashley skirt."
Rachel frowned before accepting the brush and comb Mercedes offered to her and beginning to work through her long hair. She moved round to look at her reflection in the mirror and she let out a long dismal sigh which even had Kurt feeling a small amount of sympathy for her.
Searching through his bag, Kurt pulled out a spare knee-length red sweater and handed it to Rachel.
"Here, you can wear this for today." Kurt told her.
"Thank you Kurt." Rachel smiled. "I'll get it back to you as soon as it's dry-cleaned."
Kurt nodded in satisfaction then looked to Mercedes and cocked his head marginally indicating that he wanted to go.
"Will you be ok now girl?" Mercedes asked and Rachel nodded as she continued combing through her hair. "Then we'll be seeing your sweet self in Glee club. C'mon Kurt."
The two linked arms again and left the bathroom before hurrying late to their lessons. Mercedes left Kurt part way down the corridor before heading alone to her own class. Pausing briefly to check his hair was still perfect, Kurt stepped into his classroom directing an apology to his teacher.
Due to his lateness, the only available seat was beside Noah Puckerman. Squaring his shoulders, Kurt moved gracefully to the space at the back beside his fellow team mate and Glee member determined not to show any sign of weakness.
As he sat beside the muscular boy, Kurt's knee slightly brushed against Puck's thigh. He tensed slightly, expecting some form of verbal taunt but nothing came. Either Puck hadn't felt the brief contact or he had chosen to ignore it.
Ordinarily, Kurt was very attentive in his lessons, but being so close to the mohawked boy seriously affected his concentration. It also didn't help that the other boy smelled so good.
For years, Kurt had been bullied by the very boy he was currently sitting beside. Day after day, Puck had shoved Kurt into walls and lockers or tripped him up in the halls. Then there were all the Slushie facials and dumpster tosses that had resulted in the severe damage to some of Kurt's most precious wardrobe items. On top of all that, there were the verbal attacks about Kurt's sexuality.
He should hate Noah Puckerman for all he had been subjected to over the years. However, as Kurt had discovered the hard way, it was practically impossible to hate someone you were hopelessly in love with.
Well, perhaps 'love' wasn't the right word but Kurt found it sounded far more sophisticated than to say he had a huge 'crush' on the school stud. Not that he ever would say that. He valued his life too much to ever admit to his feelings; even Mercedes didn't know how Kurt truly felt for Puck.
Like everybody else, Mercedes was under the impression that Kurt only had eyes for Finn, Puck's best friend and another member of Glee and player on the football team.
The soprano wasn't entirely sure why people had come to assume he had feelings for Finn but he let them believe it. If they all thought he had a thing for Finn it would be easier to conceal the truth of who he really had feelings for.
Not that Kurt didn't like Finn. The freakishly tall boy was attractive in a dorky kind of way and he did have a certain goofy charm, but Kurt didn't see in Finn what all the girls did. As Finn's girlfriend, Quinn obviously adored the singer and Rachel Berry practically stalked the boy she so blatantly wanted to call her own. Then there were countless other girls who swooned over Finn Hudson.
Still, as fanciable as Finn was, Kurt had no romantic interest in him. His only interest was Noah Puckerman. He supposed he had a taste for the bad-boy image.
A mournful escaped Kurt's lips and Puck quirked his eyebrow at the slender boy.
"Daydreaming about Finn again, Hummel?" Puck sneered.
Kurt's cheeks flushed slightly and he looked down at the empty page before him thankful that Puck didn't know what, or who, he'd really been fantasizing about.
"You're wasting your time you know." Puck whispered. "Finn's never going to be interested."
"Yes, I know." Kurt replied tersely. "With Finn being heterosexual, I imagine my having a penis will put him off somewhat."
"Don't forget the lack of a rack." Puck pointed out nodding towards Kurt's flat chest. "So, why were you late to class?"
"Why do you care?" Kurt retaliated.
"I don't." Puck scoffed. "I'm just bored because History sucks… but then I suppose you do too." He added suggestively.
Kurt shifted in his seat uncomfortably as his mind conjured images of himself kneeling between the other boy's legs and introducing his mouth to Puck's favourite appendage.
"If you must know," Kurt said as he tried to force away the sexual images Puck had unknowingly created, "I was late because Mercedes and I were helping Rachel wash Slushie out of her hair."
Normally, Puck would be the type to snigger at such information, but since joining Glee and being on the receiving end of a Slushie himself, the teen had matured ever so slightly and no longer saw the humour in it.
***
Later that day in Glee club, Mr. Schue called for the groups attention and his students knew from his smile that he was about to reintroduce them to the dreaded hat of fate.
"Ok guys, I have a new assignment for you." Mr. Schue told them excitedly. "You're going to be working in pairs, and your partner will be decided by…"
"The hat of fate." The Gleeks completed his sentence for him.
"That's right." He said still sounding overly enthusiastic. "You and your partner will help one another express yourselves through song."
"Like the ballad assignment?" Finn asked.
"Yes." Mr. Schue answered. "Only this time, it doesn't have to be a ballad. It can be any song, any genre, anything you want as long as it's something you relate to… Yes, Rachel?" He asked as the girl's hand flew into the air.
"Will we be singing duets?" She asked.
"You can if you like." He told her. "But you're welcome to perform a solo. It's entirely up to you and your partner. Now, if everybody understands, come and pick your partners." He shook the hat containing all their names encouragingly.
The group looked around at one another before Artie rolled forwards to select his partner. Mr. Schue handed the hat to the wheelchair bound boy and he pulled out a slip of paper. He opened it up and the other Gleeks quietly waited to hear who he had been partnered with.
"Brittany." Artie read out loud and the ditzy blonde girl stood up clapping her hands excitedly.
"I won!" She exclaimed.
Next to step up was Tina who looked apprehensively into the hat as though something was waiting inside to bite her. With her fingers trembling slightly, she opened her piece of paper to read out the name of her partner.
"P-Puck." She stuttered out nervously.
Kurt couldn't help the feeling of disappointment that washed over him but he was slightly relieved as well. If Puck had been selected as his partner there was the danger of the mohawked stud finding out how Kurt really felt for him.
Mercedes stepped up next and Matt became her partner. After her, Finn stood up and was paired with Mike and the look of disappointment was clearly etched on Rachel's face who somewhat glumly stepped up to the piano and pulled out Santana's name thereby leaving Kurt and Quinn as a pair.
"Great." Mr. Schue said clapping his hands together and smiling widely. "Now that everybody has been paired up let's get to work on rehearsing."
***
When Glee practice was over, Kurt waved goodbye to Mercedes before walking alongside Quinn and arranging a time for the two of them to meet up and work on their assignment.
They had just decided to meet up at lunch time the following day when they were joined by Finn. The tall boy placed his arm around Quinn's shoulder and offered a 'hey' to Kurt accompanied with a dopey smile.
"Hey Finn." Kurt replied politely.
Quinn looked to Kurt with a 'knowing' smile and Kurt had to work hard not to roll his eyes. The pretty blonde girl seemed to think the idea of Kurt crushing on her boyfriend was sweet. It took a lot of control for Kurt not to laugh. If Quinn, like everyone else, wanted to believe he loved Finn then Kurt would let her.
After bidding the couple farewell, Kurt strolled out of McKinley High and happened upon the guy he really loved in the parking lot. Puck was muttering a string of obscenities and glaring angrily at his truck. For a moment, Kurt flirted with the idea of offering Puck help with his car trouble but he decided against it and stepped carefully into his baby.
Kurt had barely strapped his seatbelt on when there was a gentle tap at the window. Looking up, his blue-green eyes met with the brown irises belonging to Noah Puckerman.
Swallowing down his nerves, Kurt rolled down the window and looked at Puck enquiringly.
"My engine's fucked." Puck told him.
"Let me take a look at it." Kurt replied as he unbuckled himself and stepped out of his shiny vehicle.
"What would you know about cars, Hummel?" Puck asked condescendingly as he followed the shorter boy over to his truck.
"My dad's a mechanic." Kurt explained as he lifted up the hood of Puck's truck. "I help him out sometimes."
He furrowed his brow in concentration as he inspected the interior of Puck's car. Puck looked over Kurt's shoulder as he fiddled around and gave Puck a commentary on what was wrong and what he was doing to fix it. Not understanding anything the slender boy was telling him, Puck just nodded.
"That's the best I can do for now." Kurt told him as he closed the bonnet. "But she probably won't be ready to run right for a few hours. It should be driveable by tomorrow but you're still going to have to get her fixed up properly. If you come to my dad I could probably get you a discount."
"Right, thanks dude." Puck replied as he ran a hand through his mohawk.
"You're welcome." Kurt smiled. "But don't call me dude." He added with a hint of a scowl.
"My apologies princess." Puck retorted with a smirk.
"Apologies?" Kurt repeated. "I must say I'm impressed, I had no idea such a word was in your vocabulary. Goodbye Puck."
"Hummel, wait." Puck called as he caught up to the fashion-loving boy who was just sliding back into his car. "Can I have a ride home?" He asked with his hands in his pockets and looking somewhat sheepish.
"Sure." Kurt nodded and he waited for the muscular boy to get in. "Excuse me, seatbelt on." He ordered earning himself an annoyed glare.
To cover the semi-awkward silence, Kurt put his music on and the car was soon filled with the sound of Taylor Swift.
I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
As he discreetly looked to the side, Kurt found himself in complete agreement with the country star's words. He had always loved the leather seating in his car, but the passenger seat certainly looked a million times better with Puck seated in it.
Puck spoke up to give Kurt directions as well as casually telling the other boy about his plans for later that night. As he spoke, Kurt often found his attention straying away from the road and over to Puck's face, focusing on his chocolate coloured eyes.
He tells me about his night
And I count the colours in his eyes
They pulled up outside Puck's house but he didn't leave straight away as Kurt had been expecting him to.
"Well, enjoy your night with Santana." Kurt said simply for the sake of saying something. "Be careful though, rumours are beginning to circulate that you might actually have genuine feelings for her."
"What?" Puck asked arching an eyebrow.
"The two of you have been dating for a while now." Kurt pointed out. "Rumour has it that you're on the verge of becoming a proper couple. I think that's adorable. People are even questioning your badassness."
"No way princess." Puck replied. "I'm a bad ass and Santana is not my girlfriend. Besides, I can promise you now that I will never fall in love."
Kurt chuckled slightly before listening to Puck make a dirty joke. He forced on a false smile in response before Puck nodded to him in farewell and hurried up the path to his house not once looking back.
As he drove on home, Kurt changed the music to a song he knew Puck favoured. In fact, he probably knew all of the muscular boy's favourite songs. They weren't particularly to Kurt's taste but he liked to listen to them on occasion because he felt listening to Puck's favourite music would help him understand the mohawked stud better.
He'll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favourite songs
To Be Continued
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