I'm back with a new fic!
This is also AU, and the characters will be OOC.
This is a dialogue-heavy fanfic, and might get a little boring because of that. If that's the case, please, let me know.
The storyline is kind of weird, but it just wouldn't leave me alone, and I had to write it. Anyway, I hope you like it.
It's unbetaed, so there will be a lot of mistakes. If there's anyone interested in betaing it or know of someone who might like that, please, let me know.
And last, but not least, I don't own Glee, I'm just borrowing it.
Noah Puckerman had made it. He was a succesfull screenwriter and had a big name already on Hollywood, even though he was under 30. He was one of the most sought after writers, specially after he won an award.
His family was basically his mother and his sister, who he loved to death. They were close, having gone through a lot together, since Puck's father left them when he and his sister were kids. They struggle for a while, but they managed without Jeff Puckerman, and now that Puck was this succesfull, the women in his life couldn't be more proud.
Speaking of the women in his life, of course, there was Lauren. Puck believed she was the best thing that came out of his father leaving. Noah was devastated when his childhood hero turned his back on him and went away (yes, he used to think of his father as a hero, but that soon changed), and as much as his mother wanted to be there for him, she was suffering as much as he was, and wasn't of any help. His sister was too young, and didn't understand what was going on. That's when he met Lauren.
Actually, he already knew who she was. Both of them had been studying in the same school all their lives, but ran with different crowds. He was part of the popular kids and she was one of the outcasts. They hadn't really talked to each other before until the day she caught him crying in the weight room. At first, he panicked. He had a reputation to uphold, and she could ruin it. But she promised she wouldn't tell anyone, as long as he agreed to seven minutes in heaven with her. Puck reluctantly accepted, feeling revolted that she would blackmail him like this but, after those seven minutes, he was totally hooked.
He fell in love with Lauren, who resisted him at first, saying no to going on dates with him and avoiding him, in general. But after much insistence on his part, they went out and, eventually, became a couple. It sounded like one of the romcoms that he was always writing.
Lauren was his rock. When he missed his father the most, she was there for him. She became his best friend and someone he could always turn to, and for that he was grateful.
But things weren't always perfect. They've been on and off since highschool. Every now and then, she'd get tired of him and break things off. All of those times, when they were apart, were the worse times of Puck's life. He felt like a part of him was missing, and it made sense. She's been with him through most of his life, she was a huge part of it. The last time Lauren broke up with him, Puck decided he didn't want to ever feel that terrible again. So he promised himself that, if she took him back, he wouldn't let her get away. She got back together with him after some begging on his part a few months ago, and he decided that today would be the big day: he was going to propose to Lauren, so they'd be together forever.
It's funny that, after everything he witnessed with his parents, he still believed in marriage. But maybe it was about Lauren, really. She just brought out the best in him, including the romantic he tried to hide from the world.
He had it all planned out: he would pick her up in half an hour and take her to that secluded corner of the school's parking lot, where they had their seven minutes in heaven all those years ago. Then, he would pop the question and, as soon as she said yes, he would show her the tickets he bought to Japan. Although the country didn't have much of a appeal to him, Lauren always dreamed of going there, and Puck thought they could go away to celebrate their engagement before they could tell anyone else and before things got hectic, with all the plans they'd have to make for the wedding.
Puck checked the time and realized he had to get going, if he wanted to get there in time. Lauren hated to wait, and getting to her work late would make her mad, he didn't want that.
He grabbed his car key and said goodbye to Finn and Sam, his best friends who happened to work with him. Both wished him luck, knowing he was going to propose. Puck smiled and thanked them, thinking that he really didn't need luck; he and Lauren loved each other, and that was enough.
When he got to the gym where Lauren worked, he smiled noticing he had made it in time. She wasn't outside waiting for him yet. He parked his car and, on cue, a bunch of kids started leaving the gym, probably Lauren's students.
Puck was really proud of her. She worked as a wrestling teacher, and he considered that a very noble job. She was a good influence on those kids lifes, and they were very lucky to have her.
He was pulled out of his thoughts by the noise of his car's door opening. Lauren got in.
"Puckerman."
"Hi, Babe. How was your day?"
"Ok. Where are you taking me? You know I don't like surprises." She said, noticing he was driving the other way they were supposed to go.
"Well, I have a feeling you'll like this one."
The drive was short, since the school was in the same neighbourhood as the gym. Puck parked his car and both of them got out, he motioning for her to follow him.
They got to the corner where they first kissed and Puck looked at her with a large smile on his face. Lauren, on the other hand, had a very confused look.
"Puckerman, why are we standing on the school's parking lot?"
His smile didn't faltered at her question. He knew Lauren didn't remember special dates or even birthdays, so it was too much to expect her to recall this spot. But he would ask anyway. It was part of the proposal.
"Do you remember what happened in this exact spot, 12 years ago?"
She shook her head negatively, causing him to chuckle.
"This is where we first kissed, and as I stood here watching you leave after those seven minutes, I knew I would never love anybody as much as I love you."
She had a soft smile on her face, but still looked confused.
"When we were apart, I swore to myself that, if I got you back, I'd never let you go again. You're it for me, Lauren, there isn't and hasn't ever been anyone else."
He got closer to her and got down on one knee. That's when she started panicking.
"Puck, please don't tell me you're doing what I think you're doing."
Now was his turn to look confused. She only called him Puck when they were having serious conversations.
"What do you mean, babe?"
"Don't do it, Puck. Get up."
"But Lauren, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You are the love of my life. I never been more sure of anything else."
"I'm sorry, I can't say yes to that. Let's pretend this never happened."
"Why? Don't you love me too?" By now, the hurt on his voice was evidente.
"I'm sorry."
"Oh my God. You don't."
"I'm sorry, Puck."
"Is there someone else?"
"There's nothing good coming out of this conversation, Puck. Let's just move on and go our separate ways."
'No, I have a right to know. When did you fell out of love with me?".
"It's been a while."
"Then why did you got back together with me? I don't get it."
"You were begging. I felt sorry for you."
Lauren looked down, feeling sorry for what she said. She wasn't lying, it was true, she got back with him because she pitied Puck, but she knew that telling him that, specially the way she just did, would crush him. She knew him long enough to know that she had to break his heart. That's the only way he would understand, though she didn't want to hurt him. She respected him, and he had became one of her best friends.
She avoided looking at him, knowing that, by now, tears would be pooling his eyes. She took a deep breath before looking up and speaking again.
"I'm sorry, Puck. That's not how I wanted things to end, but it's for the best." Lauren looked at him and he had his head down. "I should go now. Good luck, Puck. I
wish you all the best."
He kept his head down, holding in the tears as he heard her foot steps. He couldn't believe it. His life was over and there's nothing he could do.
Puck got back to the car and when he was safely inside, he let the tears fall. He was in for a long night.
After a couple of hours driving around and feeling sorry for himself, Puck finally got home. He felt like crap and needed a drink.
He got inside his penthouse and everywhere he looked, there was something reminding him of Lauren. The painting she liked was hung in the living room wall, he could see her favorite cookies on the kitchen counter, her toothbrush was in his bathroom...
Once again, tears pooled in his eyes. He couldn't believe. He lost his best friend and the love of his life in the same day. Puck felt completely lost.
He walked to the bar and poured himself some whiskey. It was the only think he could think of doing right now. The first sip burned his throat, but he finished the first glass in no time. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to numb him, so he decided to fill the glass again.
Puck felt suffocated, with reminders of Lauren everywhere, and decided to go to the rooftop terrace. He could use the fresh air, and the view could help him distract for a bit.
As soon as he stepped out, he heard a scream, causing him to drop his glass, and noticed some movement in a dark corner, to his left.
"WHAT THE FUCK! WHO IS THERE?"