HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! :P

I've had this story written up for a while now, just sitting in my hard drive, waiting for Valentine's Day. And if you haven't guess it yet this story is Valentine's Day themed.

In this story, you will see a softer side to Noah Puckerman, the romantic, loving, caring side. I hope he comes across as such.

Hope you like it because I might make this into a small muti-fic. :)

WARNING: this story (like everyone of my stories) contains boy-on-boy love.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Glee. Ryan Murphy does, but I'm thinking about signing up to become a writer for the show. That's why this whole chapter doesn't have sex in it, because we all no that if I did become a writer I can't write all about sex. ;P

This story was written for all those people out there who are single this Valentine's Day... I am one of you... so you are not alone :)

Enjoy!


My Secret Valentine

I hate Valentine's Day… with a passion.

"You're so sweet." Gleamed Quinn as Finn handed her a Valentine's Day gift. A love-heart-shaped box of dark chocolate. The cliché of clichés.

I think I'm going to be sick…

Every year it's the same mediocre fourteenth comes around and everyone is in a lovey-dovey mood, and every year I am left with no one to spend it with.

God, I'm so pathetic.

Just then Mr. Schue walked into the rehearsal room in his usual state – coffee cup in hand and sappy smile on his face.

"So," Mr. Schue said, placing his coffee cup down on the small table next to Brad's piano – clapping his hands together, "Who finished their mash-up assignment?"

Crap! I left my notes in my locker.

"Mr. Schue?" I asked raising my hand, "Can I be excused?"

"Sure." He replied.

I got up and left the choir room, walking down the hall and towards my locker. From afar, I noticed there was something red pinned to the metal door. As I got closer, I realized it was an envelope. I grabbed it and opened the flap, reviling a white piece of paper inside.

To Kurt.

I'm so sorry.

From Your Secret Admirer.

That's weird. Wait! I have a secret admirer, and he or she is sorry? Sorry for what?

I opened my locker and pulled out my mash-up homework, all the while thinking whom my admirer could be. I turned and walked back into the choir room taking my usual seat next to Mercedes.

I glanced at my fellow gleeks.

Who could it be?

Finn? God, I hope so.

Artie? No, he likes Tina. And I can rule her out.

Puck? Nope, he hates my guts, and the contents of the dumpster can prove that. Although he hasn't thrown me in there for a while now, like two months.

Matt? No.

Mike? No.

But what if it's not even a boy…

Quinn? No chance in hell. She's with Finn.

Rachel? No way, she's crushing over Finn. Plus she's too bossy to be romantic.

My gaze landed back on Mercedes.

Could it be her? Nah, I told her I was gay and wasn't into her that way.

The bell rang signaling the start of lunch – we all left for the cafeteria. I guess I could show the note to her and maybe she could help me. Two heads are better than one.

I walked up to Mercedes and pulled her into the girl's bathroom.

"Whoa. Kurt, what's up? I was in the middle of texting." I pulled out the letter.

"This is what's up."

"What's that?"

"I found this taped to my locker before lunch. It says, 'I'm sorry, from you secret admirer.'" She gasped.

"Who do you think it's from?" she asked.

"I'm not sure, that's why I pulled you in here. I've already ruled out all the people in glee… and my enemies. Who's left?" I asked. I was really curious about this whole thing.

"Well, have you even thought that it might not be someone who you even know?"

"I forgot about that." Just then the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.

"Well, look, I'll help you after school. I'll come over and we'll make a list. 'Kay?"

"Yep, love you." I said kissing her cheek as I walked out of the bathroom. I walked up to my locker to get my books when I noticed another letter stuck to it. I opened the letter and read the note.

Kurt.

Please forgive me for what I've done.

From Your Secret Admirer.

Forgive you for what?

I shoved the letter into my pocket and headed to English. I took my seat at the front of the class and when the teacher wasn't looking I pulled out my iPhone to text Mercedes.

Kurt: I got another letter.

Mercedes: What'd it say?

Kurt: 'Please forgive me for what I've done'…

Mercedes: Weird. Have u thght more 'bout who it is?

Kurt: Nope.

Mercedes: Well I'll come ova urs at 4. :) loveyou.

Kurt: Loveyoutoo :)

I sent the last text and put my phone away, ready to focus on some actual work. When the bell rang at the end of the day I cleared my stuff and headed for the student car park.

I walked up to my car and pulled out my keys, unlocking it. I jumped into my car and placed my bag on the passengers seat. I was just about to start the engine when something small and red caught me eye. My eyes shot to the windscreen wiper, underneath was another letter. I got out of my Navigator and pulled the wiper back to collect the note.

Kurt.

I've watched you from afar for too long. Please meet me behind the bleachers.

From YSA.

Should I go?

It could be dangerous…

I took weekly Karate classes so I decided that if anything did happen I could handle myself, I threw the letter in the car and locked it, then headed towards the back of the school, for the bleachers.

"Hello? Is anybody there?" I asked, a bit anxious. Out stepped a tall figure. It was… Puck?

"Puck what are you doing here? Oh my God, this better not be one of your sick jokes?" He walked up to me and crushed our lips together. I pulled away breathless.

"W-What are you doing?" I asked but it came out as a squeak.

"Silly boy," he said shaking his head, "I wrote the letters, I'm your secret admirer." I gasped.

"You are? Then why are you sorry?" I asked.

"I'm sorry… for everything I've ever done to you…. I've been a total… more than a jerk… an idiot… I can't believe I… please forgive… I love you." My mouth dropped as he finished his sentence.

"You… What?"

"I love you. I've always loved you. Ever since I met you. I didn't take it well, finding out that I was suddenly in love with a guy. So I was determined to hurt you, and maybe by doing that I might lose feelings for you, but it didn't work, they only grew from there. I actually looked forward to tormenting you. Well not… Just… It was the only way I could have any physical contact with you. I know… I'm pathetic. I'm so sorry." He said his head hanging down.

I walked over to him and slammed my mouth onto his.

No more Valentine's days spent alone.

No more being single.

No more feeling sorry for myself.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes.

"I forgive you." I said and he embraced me tightly.

We walked back to my car, hand in hand, and I asked him if he wanted a ride.

"Sure." He said smiling thankfully. My phone beeped in my pocket so I pulled it out and read the message from Mercedes.

Mercedes: Am I coming ova or not?

Kurt: No need. I'll tell you later. ;)


Hope you liked it. Review and tell me if I should continue because I really don't know. :)

As for all of my stories, PM me any questions or ideas you might have and will do my best. :)

Please make love not war.

Love you all so much!

-Jaddddy :D