SO nothing here is new, except Santana is a bitch, like she should be. Also, Puck calls Kurt princess, because i have worked that in here. Really, if you've already read this, all you would need to see is what Santana says. Get a laugh and skip on. But if your new, Please PLEASE enjoy!
Chapter 1.
Puck smiled, more a feeling of triumph than satisfaction. He wasn't really interested in the girl so much as what he was going to do to her in the back of his truck after they went out on Friday like she had just agreed to. It was the only thing Puck had on his mind.
As a matter of fact, sex was just about the only thing that was ever on Puck's mind. That, and being the jackass of the school. Everyone was either afraid of him, or… nothing. Just about every person in the school had learned to have a healthy fear of Puck.
Everyone except for his best friend Finn, that is. And Finn's gay brother, Kurt. That was something that got to Puck on a deep level too. Not because he had a specific dislike for gay guys, but because people saw that he didn't scare one, they might lose their fear of him. And he couldn't have that, not at all.
"Cool. I'll see you then," Puck whispered in the girl's ear just before kissing his lips at her and backing away to leave. As he walked, he could hear her murmuring to her friends about what had just happened. That was quite the boost to his ego; Just enough for the day.
As Puck turned the corner of the hallway, he saw Kurt walking to his locker. Immediately, he ran up to the boy. He couldn't pass up a chance to chastise poor little Kurt, especially not when he was in such a good mood.
He jogged up beside Kurt and pushed him into a locker. The sound was loud enough for the entire hall to hear, and everyone dropped whatever it was that they were doing to look on at the spectacle that was bound to be on display here.
Shrugging and dusting his shirt off, Kurt simply regained his composure and put on his face, trying to hide the true embarrassment he was feeling inside. He didn't like to let people know, but all of the bullying and harassment that he had to put up with really did get to him. One time he had even stayed home from school for a whole week out of fear that the hockey team, or the football team, or just anybody in general really would bother him for his performance in a musical the school had put on. But he couldn't let anyone here know about that. It would ruin his reputation as the 'High and Mighty Queen Bee' of the school. A title that he had worked hard to achieve and didn't plan on losing anytime soon.
When Puck saw that his shove didn't appear to have any effect on Kurt, he followed his best friend's brother down the hall all the way to his locker. When they got there he wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind in a sarcastically, romantic manner.
"You feel the love, Princess?" Puck asked in a low, sexy voice.
Kurt knew that Puck was just being a jackass as usual, but he couldn't help it. He was a gay guy, and Puck was awfully attractive. And Kurt could almost swear that he felt Puck's dick print smashing into his back. His back because Puck was so much taller than he was. The feeling made Kurt blush a bright red.
While Puck was hugging Kurt, he happened to turn his head to the right and noticed one of the most gorgeous girls he had ever seen coming right his way. And here he was hugged up on a dude. But his body didn't react as fast as his mind because when she was standing next to him, he was still hugging Kurt. Instantly, as if it was a reflex, Puck shoved Kurt away, sending the smaller boy crashing into his locker with a loud thump. He turned to face the girl, trying to look his sexiest. But she didn't seem to be paying any mind to him.
"Oh my God, Kurt, are you ok?" she panicked as she reached out to help him regain his composure.
Kurt smiled. "Yes. I'm fine." He shot a mean glare in Puck's direction. But Puck didn't notice. He was too enthralled by the girl. She had to be the sexiest thing he had ever laid his eyes on: 5'5, clear, creamy complexion, gray-blue eyes, and her hair was bleached white and reached down to her hips.
After reassuring herself that Kurt was really fine, she turned her eyes to Puck and smiled. Puck thought that she was responding to his obvious flirting until she opened her mouth.
"So this is your boyfriend?" she asked in a giggly, curious tone. "He's a cutie."
Both Puck and Kurt opened their mouths to correct her terrible mistake but before they could say anything the bell and she was off to class, hair flowing as she walked down the hall.
Puck and Kurt turned to look at each other in disbelief. Kurt because he could not believe that his friend would ever even fathom the thought that he would date someone so… Puck. And Puck because he knew that he came off as the most UN-gay guy at school.
"You better tell your friend she's wrong Hummel," Puck threatened. He had the same menacing look in his eye as when he used to throw Kurt in the trash the past year. That look sent shivers down Kurt's spine. But, of course he didn't show it.
Kurt simply put on his face and closed his locker gently. He did his best to remain as dignified as possible in the face of fear itself. "I'll be sure to make sure she see's the light Noah. Now, if you'll excuse me…" he said and then he swished off to class himself.
Puck was pissed. He couldn't even see straight. How in the hell could someone ever confuse him for gay? He was a football player, he fucked tons of girls, and he was… Puck. That was all the proof he needed. Puck was Puck. No one thought he was gay or even thought about the possibility that he could be gay. It just didn't make any sense to him or anyone else for that matter.
Puck turned to go to class but stopped. What would the use have been? He wasn't going to do any work, or pay any attention to anything. He would probably just sleep the whole time. So it really wasn't worth it. He decided to go hang out on the bleachers with his friends who were sure to be there just like any other day.
Meanwhile, Kurt was in class doing his best to pay attention, but for some reason he just couldn't get Puck out of his mind. Puck, the same guy who used to toss him in garbage cans and dumpsters. The one who had ruined Finn's relationship with Quinn. The one who everyone, and I mean everyone hated. That Puck, was the very one who was taking over his thoughts right now. All with one simple hug. And it wasn't even a real hug. Just Puck being a jerk. So why did it feel so different to Kurt all of the sudden?
He knew Puck wasn't gay. That was just something that Kurt knew. There was no room to question it. It wasn't possible. But that didn't mean that Kurt couldn't be attracted to him. As a matter of fact, he was. He had always been. But his utter and complete asshole persona was what had kept the feeling dormant for so long. Kurt couldn't possibly develop a crush on someone so… obscene. But now, for some reason, he was.
As Kurt was lost deep in thought, Rachael called his name. "Kurt? Kurt?"
He snapped out of his trance. "Yes?"
Rachael looked concerned about something, but then again, when did she not feel like the world was coming to an end.
"Kurt, we need to do something about the musical."
"What do you mean?"
Rachael tilted her head. "What do you mean 'What do I mean?' Mercedes might get the lead in the play and I cant have that Kurt," She began throwing her hands in the air making grand gestures. "I mean sure, we all know she can sing 'er ass off, but who cares. I need this part for my portfolio for NYADA."
Kurt shook his head. He didn't really agree with Rachael believing that every lead role should be handed to her but he didn't have the energy to argue right now.
"And, Kurt?" Rachael was still going on. Kurt raised his eyebrows in response. "Your friend: She needs to prepare a song to showcase her vocal ability to Mr. Schue and the rest of us later this month. Has she picked one yet."
She was speaking in reference to the same girl who had thought Puck and Kurt were a couple. That threw Kurt's mind right back to Puck.
"Kurt!"
He shook his head and looked to Rachael. "Yes. She's ready."
Rachael grimaced. She didn't not like the girl, but if she was any good, she could be trouble. And if she was anywhere near as good as Mercedes, life was going be over for Rachael.
Kurt turned back to face the front of the room where the teacher was rambling on and on about something no one cared to hear, so no one did hear. He tried his best to focus on the lesson but to no avail.
At lunch, Kurt sat with Mercedes and Santana. He needed to talk to some people who had enough attitude to knock some sense into him. He had told them about the whole ordeal that morning and they could not stop laughing their asses off.
"And so, and so-" Santana said laughing ridiculously hard. "She thought you two were dating?"
Mercedes cut in, also laughing loudly. "THAT'S WHAT HIS JACKASS GETS!"
The two laughed ferociously until the girl in question, Kurt's friend walked over. He had texted her saying to find his table at lunch.
She sat down beside him and kissed his cheek. Then she turned to greet the cackling duo. "Hi, I'm Blake," she said with a friendly smile.
The girls stopped laughing enough to be in awe of Blake's apparel. She had on a sexy rendition of an old newsboy outfit. But the vest exposed her navel, and her slacks were loose fitting, and ran to the floor. Her white hair was slightly waved and flipped over her left shoulder. But what killed Santana were her diamond earrings.
"OhMyGod," Mercedes said, still admiring the girl across the table. "We need to go to the mall sometime."
Santana rolled her eyes. "She looks like the slutty newspaper boy from a 21st century version of Annie."
Blake smiled, ignoring Santana's remark. She would let this one slide; it was only her first week. "Definitely, but if you want hot, you have to see Kurt's boyfriend."
The re-arising of the topic brought Mercedes and Santana to more side splitting laughter. Blake was confused. She didn't know what she had said to cause such a reaction, but she tried to fake a laugh to not seem out of the loop, though the look on her face said just that.
Kurt rolled his eyes but for some reason, he didn't say anything. He knew he was supposed to tell Blake that she was mistaken, but he couldn't allow himself to do it. Maybe it was because Puck deserved some payback, maybe it was because somewhere deep inside of his subconscious mind, Kurt kind of wanted to be with Puck. He didn't quite know.
The rest of the week flew by, and now it was Friday. Puck was walking out of the weight room after working out. He was soaked in sweat and smelled awful, but he didn't mind it that much. He thought he looked hot as hell. So he just walked down the hall to the exit, topless of course, sweat still dripping from his ripped torso.
He noticed all the girls in the hall staring at him, some making comments. He felt good. All in all, Puck was having a very good week. Then, He noticed Kurt walking to his car. Just as Kurt unlocked the door and got in, Puck was sliding in the passenger side door, smiling at Kurt and sweating all over his seat.
The sweat would have bothered Kurt if he had been able to concentrate on anything other than Puck's nipple ring. Kurt wanted nothing more than to lean over and lick it right then, but he kept calm and spoke up. "Please remove yourself from my car Puck."
Puck chuckled lowly, sexily. He loved messing with Kurt's head. He knew Kurt thought he was sexy. Who wouldn't? He was sexy. And every girl in school knew it. Kurt was no different, except the fact that he wasn't a girl, in some ways.
"Nahhhhhhh," Puck grumbled, licking his lips. "I think I'll just sit here and look good."
Kurt started to say something else when there was a tap on his window. Both boys jumped and looked over to see Blake standing outside the window waving.
Kurt rolled the window down and smiled back. "Hi."
Puck tried to stay as unnoticed as possible, but that was a dead mission. Blake looked directly at him and a smirk formed on her face.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought we were riding home together, Kurt, but I can always catch the bus," she said, her thoughts on clear display.
Puck hopped out of the car and stopped her from leaving. "NO! Wait! We weren't… I mean. It's not what you think"
Blake smiled at him and looked to his chest. "Nice nipple ring," she said giggling, and walked off.
Puck was mortified. Now she would be sure he was gay, and he wasn't. it wasn't like he was actually gay and was being found out. No. he wasn't gay, and some girl was probably going around saying he was. No one had been stupid enough o say anything to him about it yet, but someone would. He was sure people were laughing behind his back.
His face turned beet red and he turned to Kurt, who was still sitting inside of the car. He remembered that he had told Kurt to straighten things out with her, and he obviously had not. He stomped over to Kurt's car, yanked the door open and hoisted Kurt out, slamming him into the frame of the vehicle.
"I thought I told you to explain things to her," Puck said furiously. if he had been any more angry his eyes would have turned red.
Kurt struggled to not show his fear and wriggle free, but Puck just shuck him.
"YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE, FAGGOT?" Puck was fuming at this point.
Kurt looked around. The parking lot was pretty much empty with the exception of a few freshmen walking around acting dumb as usual. No one was hear to see Kurt break, so he did.
"STOP IT!" he cried.
Puck was already so worked up about the situation, that when Kurt yelled at him he lost it. He Threw Kurt down to the ground and jumped on top of him, throwing punches in every direction.
Kurt did his best to shield his face from the blows, but they still hurt. Puck was so much bigger and stronger than him, so whenever his threw a blow, Kurt felt it everywhere. It was like someone was throwing rocks at him.
Puck didn't know he was hitting Kurt as hard as he was, but he stopped punching when he saw Kurt start crying. Puck might have been an asshole, but he was also Finn's best friend, and being protective over Kurt came with that role. He stood up and pulled Kurt, who was sobbing uncontrollably, up with him. He pulled the smaller boy into a strong hug.
He did his best to comfort Kurt, but he really didn't know what he was doing. Puck wasn't the best at soothing people. He had never really had to deal with crying girls before. So a crying gay guy was definitely something out of his area of expertise.
"Princess, I'm sorry. Stop crying. Come on," he said awkwardly as he hugged the boy.
Kurt couldn't stop crying. He wasn't even crying so much because he had been attacked, but because he had known he was wrong. He was supposed to tell Blake about this whole thing, but he didn't. he let her believe that Puck was gay and that he was Kurt's boyfriend, and he knew that he was wrong. Dead wrong.
"I… I'll text her right now and tell her." Kurt managed to get out between harsh breaths.
Puck shook his head. He felt bad about hurting Kurt, but even more so, he didn't want Kurt going home upset and telling Finn about this. He had just won his best friend back over not too long ago, and he wasn't looking to lose him again.
"Nah, don't worry about it, it's cool. I'll tell her myself. No biggie," He smiled at Kurt trying to comfort him once more. It didn't seem to be working because Kurt was still crying.
Kurt was no longer crying because he was wrong about lying, but because right now, being in Puck's arms felt so good. And he knew right then that this was what he wanted. He wanted his brother's straight best friend. And he knew he couldn't have him.
Puck really was getting worried. If Kurt didn't stop crying soon, someone would see him and then Finn would catch wind of it and that would be the end. So he did the only thing he could think of. Puck took Kurt's head and pressed their lips together.
A New Beginning...
Jae.