Hello there! I'm a huge Puck/Kurt fan! Love them! So, I decided to try my hand at this pairing. (hopefully people that read my other stories wont be so upset with me that I've had my Sloth update and when I return to writing on my own, this is the first thing I do xD )
Yeah, well, Kurt still goes to McKinley, Finn and Rachel are still together, and I may bring Blaine into the mix later on…Not sure yet. So, hope y'all like this chapter!
Puck stared ….
And stared…..
And…..stared…His eyes finally decided that they had been opened long enough. He blinked a few times until his eyes stopped feeling over the top dry.
After they felt fine, he tried again…..he stared….squinted….and grit his teeth…
Turn this way…come on….just turn your head this way….that's it….come on….No!….come on…come on!… "Look this fucking way damn it!"
The small group fell into total silence and turned to look at the mohawked teen. Mr. Schuester cleared his throat and sighed. "Ok Puck…we're looking, what is that you wanted to say." Puck opened his mouth and slouched back in the chair and crossed his arms. He shook his head and tried to avoid everyone's gaze.
So maybe his idea didn't work. He was certain it was going to though. He had heard somewhere that people can 'feel' others staring at them and so, he tried. Sadly, that backfired on him.
Puck looked over to where Mr. Schuester was babbling on again about a song he thought was perfect for their next competition. And as expected, Rachel got up and started commenting on the chosen piece. Finn backed her up all the way like a good boyfriend he was. Over to where Artie was, he was too busy smiling up at Britney to notice Mr. Shue and Rachel having a little spat over the music. Santana, Next to Quinn was obviously sexting someone. Quinn too busy to notice as she mood goo-goo faces at Sam.
Tina and Mike leaned against each other, obviously in their own little Asian world. Mercedes flipped pages to a new magazine and took pictures of certain things on her cell. Most likely to look for them when she and Kurt went shopping.
And then there was Kurt. The most fashionable person in all of McKinley High. Or most possibly Lima, Ohio. Puck watched as the shorter teen examined his nails and chewed on his piece of gum. Most likely orange flavored. One of Kurt's favorite fruits.
Puck noticed how Kurt pouted when he saw something he didn't like. His bottom lip stuck out as he looked into his bag and reached for something. A nail filer with a pointed tip was in his hand. Carefully, Kurt used the end to take out what was probably a piece of dirt from his nails.
Puck averted his gaze from the other boy and sighed. One month…he had stalked Kurt for one month. The anniversary of that day would start in 25 minutes. Right after Glee club ended.
Puck hadn't even realized he was doing it until a week later when he found himself in the middle of the night, looking through Kurt's window and hoping to catch a glimpse of the other boy doing something. Or at least him naked. So far, all Puck had managed to do was see Kurt in a towel. He had been upset when he realized Kurt changed in what looked like to be a walk in closet.
Puck had decided he would woo Kurt. That idea had struck him about a week ago as he sat in the library. A book laid across his lap as he wrote in it in bright red sharpie. As he had stood up to go to lunch, another book had fallen and hit him on the head.
He picked it up to throw it, but the title caught his attention. "The Art of Romance for Dummies".It was sign from the big man himself. Puck smiled and stuffed the book in his bag and made his way out of the room.
For the first time in a long time. Puck read a book from cover to cover. He even made sure to take some notes. After all, he wasn't going to woo anyone. Oh no. This was Kurt fucken Hummel he had to woo.
Puck sighed for what felt like the millionth time. Glee club was about to end and they had accomplished Absolutely nothing. Mr. Schuester tapped his face with one of his fingers as Rachel continued to talk. Everyone else had ignored them and gone into their own little worlds.
Mr. Schue looked at his watched and sighed. He stood from the stool he had been sitting on and clapped his hands, which caused Rachel to stop talking and everyone else to look at him. "I think we should end Glee club early today. Have a good weekend Guys." Rachel opened her moth to say something else, but closed it back up and grabbed her bag and walked over to Finn.
Everyone else also began to make their way out of the room. Puck watched as Kurt stretched and began to grab his things. This was Pucks chance.
Rule number 5 in the Art of R for D's was to make the other person like a Damsel. This Puck so could do. He had planned it after all. Even practiced.
Puck made his way down the small steps and turned back, pretending he had forgotten his bag. He made sure he had timed everything.
Kurt was about to make his way down the second row of steps, but Puck, 'accidentally' kicked a chair, which caused Kurt to trip. Puck just so happened to be right there and caught Kurt against himself and just happened to turn so that one his hands was on Kurt's lower back, and the other on his shoulder and making the shorter teen dip down.
"Careful Hummel. These steps are quite dangerous. But no worries right? After all, I'll be right here to catch ya if that ever happens." Puck gave Kurt his best smirk. He was sure that the position and closeness would make Kurt blush like a girl.
Puck waited for the light pink tint to appear on Kurt's face, but it never did. Kurt looked up at Puck with a blank face. His mouth set in a bored line. He clicked his tongue and sighed. "Wow….thanks Puck. You trip me, then catch me. Very heroic indeed. Now….please let go. I don't want any wrinkles on my shirt. Mercedes and I are going to the mall and I refuse to look disheveled."
Kurt made his way out of Puck's hold and next to Mercedes. Puck watched as the pair of Divas walked away. He frowned when his plan failed. He needed to set another plan now. That was when, once again, an idea struck him.
The Art of R for D's rule number 12, to catch their attention, dress to impress.
This called for a stalking spr-…uh shopping spree!
So there! My first chapter! I love cliché things, so expect many of them! Hopefully some people liked this! If not, then that's ok! I like writing it anyways!
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Laterzzz!