This is my first fanfic, so please go easy on me! And if there are any grammatical or spelling errors, please tell me. I'm not bipolar so I take criticism well. Reviews are love, and I love everyone.

Puck watched Kurt eat his banana across the lunch room where he sat with Mercedes and Quinn. He tried not to grin as Kurt mouth disappeared over the tip and he watched, mesmerized as Kurt proceeded to chew and listen to Mercedes latest dilemma. Puck quickly turned back to his food. He tried to focus on one thought at a time, but they all eventually went back to Kurt. The curves of his body, his lips, his smile…. Puck was captivated by the boy, and no one knew it.

He left the cafeteria and walked down the hallway. He turned the corner and heard a door open. Puck would recognize that beautiful voice anywhere. Kurt was walking toward him, humming Seasons of Love. Puck froze. Where was the cocky Puckzilla when he needed him? Kurt was coming closer, and Puck's breaths became frantic.

"Puck?" Puck slowly turned around. Kurt was standing in front of him, eyebrows bunched. "What's wrong?" Puck tried to find something to say, but he got lost in those green eyes and his words came out as gasps. "Puck?" Kurt's eyes peeked up at him from under long dark lashes. "Do you want me to get the nurse? Or a teacher?" Puck gulped.

"No I'm fine." He said. Kurt nodded and began to brush past him. Puck didn't know what he was doing when he pulled Kurt to him and looked into those eyes again. "Kurt, will you go out with me?" Kurt's eyes opened wide. He pushed Puck's hand away and took a step backward.

"Is this some kind of joke?" Kurt asked. His eyes filled with tears. Puck's heart dropped like a stone. Kurt turned away. "Haven't you done enough to me already?" He asked, his voice sounding very hurt. Puck stepped toward him but he turned away, and walked briskly down the hall. Puck watched him go, feeling dejected and defeated.

Well, what do ya think? Should I continue?

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