AN: Hey,Pink here! Okay, I did when I should be studying so if it sucks blame the formulas stuck in my head!
This was originally a one-shot but if ya like it I could continue it!:D
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Though I always wanted Chris Colfer for christmas;)
"Love songs"Mr. Schue said "It has been in every musical genre. From RnB to Rap to Opera to musicals. They have the power to change people. And your assignment for this week is: to perform, with your partners, a love song. Now to keep things interesting I decided to have same gender pairs:
Tina and Mike
Quinn and Mat
Britney and Santana
Finn and Mercedes
Puck and Kurt
Rachel and Artie
Any questions? No? Now get to work"
Crap. Does hate me or something? I bet he's out to get me. I mean I know I have a better voice range and better clothes but honestly!
"Fag" Puck said, acknowledging me
"Homophobe" I returned
I look at Mercedes jealously. No fair! She has the best partner.
"You'll never get him" Puck says as he looked at what I was looking at.
"I don't know what you talking about" I say in a dignified voice but honestly I'm shaking inside.
"Whatever, Faggot. Let's get this over with" He said annoyed
"How about 'Fuck You Very Much by Lily Allen'?" I said with an honest tone
"I'm serious, Hummel! I need to ace this, If I don't I won't get enough extra credit to pass Spanish and fail the subject I get pushed out the football team" He growled
"And I should care why?"
He gave me a glare so cold it almost affected me. ALMOST
"Fine, How about Baby we're Invincible by A rocket to the moon and…Vanilla Twilight by Owl City?" I suggested
"What?"
"A Rocket to the Moon, Owl City. Oh, honestly do you listen to music at all?" I scoff
"Whatever. Are they any good?"
"Here, Listen" I hand him my IPod and play them
He taps his foot to the beat and nods his head. His face starts to relax and his eyes flutters shut. I have to admit, Puck looked kinda cute. I mean if you're into Mohawks and heavy metal and stuff like that.
"It's alright" He says and hands me my IPod back.
"Good. Practice my house every after school" I say and right on cue the bell rings and I'm off to the next class.
Parking Lot
I saw Puck leaning on my car, talking to Finn. I straighten up and fix my hair.
"Hi Finn" I said smiling "C'mon Noah, let's not waste my time." I open my car door and automatically open the others
"Bye man." He says to Finn and hoped into my car
Inside the car was dead silent. It was like we were in a funeral only worse because no one else is there. He takes out a pen and paper and started scribbling and doodling.
"That's pretty good" I said, impressed. It was a lettering of A Rocket to the Moon and a drawing of a rocket zooming around.
"Thanks" He said
"Why aren't you in the art club? You seem to enjoy drawing"
"With the other faggots? I don't think so" He sneered
Honestly, why do I even try? "Just because it's not filled with idiots throwing a ball for fun does not mean it's filled with faggots" I say gripping the stirring wheel so hard my knuckles turn white
He lets out a huff and continued doodling. We continued to drive in silence
My house
He let out a whistle as we entered my house
"Damn, Hummel. Nice house" He said
"Oh, No insults? No, that's such a gay house or such?" I said
His face turns to stone and said softy "I'm not all bad you know"
I raised an eyebrow and let out a humorless laugh "Biggest lie I ever heard. Anyway, let's just get the torture over with"
I lead him to my basement/practice room.
I placed my IPod on the speakers and played 'Vanilla Twilight'. "Let's master this song first" I said
He took out his guitar and said "I downloaded the notes on my IPhone" and started to play it on his guitar
After Practice
"Wow, Noah. A whole hour without gay comments. Great progress" I said slapping him on the back.
"You don't know me" He said softy
"Of course I do. You're always under your best friend, No pun intended, Football, glee, Quinn, even in the social ladder but one you think one day you'll bake away from that. You have problems at home, yes? Your mother wants you to have a steady girlfriend but you're the speed dater type. Once you're done with her you throw her away like a rag doll. You're a smooth operator. Deep down you know that at least ¾ of the school hates you. Even your friends. Sometimes you think Glee is the only thing true in life"
"Shut up" He said harshly
"What? You don't like hearing the-" I was cut off with Noah crashing his lips onto mine
It wasn't rough like I thought it would be. He was gentle, like a first date kiss. He places his hands on my hips and pulls me closer. My hands quickly flew up to his neck and my eyes flutter shut. He pulls off and said softly and in a caring way "I'm better than Finn" and left without another word.
This would be interesting