Disclaimer- I do not own Glee or any songs mentioned.

This is my first fan fic, so please bare with me. I'm actually a guy, not a girl, which might come as surprising since this is a PuKurt story. Well I'm gay, so that pretty much explains it. Anyways, I'll continue the story if I get some kind of feedback, though I'm really not expecting anything.

Also, this story is actually inspired by "I'd Lie" by IceQueenRia who doesn't know I exist, but I love her stories.
Oh, and Song lyrics are in italics

Chapter 1

"Seriously babe, we've been together for a year. Are you sure you're not ready to go below the belt?" Puck asked, a slight pang of desperation in his voice. He couldn't even consider himself a sex shark anymore; if he did, he would've died a while ago.

"I'm sure, Noah." Kurt replied as he looked over his nails. To be quite honest, Kurt wasn't as sure as he sounded. They were alone in Puck's empty house, in his room, and he really wanted to go further with Noah. Because who wouldn't? Noah Puckerman had it going on in all the right places. Between his arrogant smirk, his chiseled abs, and his bad-boy haircut, it's no wonder that Puck has bedded half of the girls at McKinley High, plus their mothers. But that's precisely the reason Kurt was so against it. Not because he didn't want it, but because he knew there was no way he could measure up to the countless sexual partners Puck has had relations with. It was a deep insecurity of his that he kept completely to himself.

Puck wasn't aware of any of this, which is why he didn't give up.

"Princess, you know I'll make it good for you."

"The answer is no, Puckerman."

"I've already been tested, babe. I'm clean, if that's what you're worried about? I got the results in my truck if you don't believe me!"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I believe you. It's just…"

"What is it?" Puck inquired. "It's got to be something big if you're at a loss of words." He smirked.

"Ha-ha," Kurt replied, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Just…never mind. If you want to do something so badly, fine. I won't stop you anymore."

Puck was confused. It's not an often occasion that Kurt willingly gives in to anything. Though realizing this, it was quickly overshadowed by his favorite appendage. After only receiving a calloused hand for so long, little Puckerman Jr. was more than ready for some new kind of action.

Quickly, Puck covered Kurt's mouth with his own. He was hungry, though not for food. Kurt fell on top of the bed and Puck positioned himself between his legs. He was careful not to crush the smaller boy, though, and supported himself ups with his hands, all while ravishing Kurt's, now quite experienced, mouth.

Things became quickly heated as Noah kissed, sucked and licked all over his boyfriend's neck. Swiftly unbuttoning his boyfriend's shirt and throwing it to the side, he continued his little attack on Kurt's soft, white skin. Taking one of his own hands off the bed, he moved it to intertwine it with Kurt's; the clear color contrast was very noticeable. Moving his mouth southward from Kurt's neck to his chest, Noah's hands pulled on the buttons of Kurt's designer jeans. Kurt tensed and pulled Noah's face up to look him in the eyes.

"Wait…" Kurt began. "Not all the way, okay?"

"Okay." Noah agreed eager to get back to their activity.

He licked over Kurt's exposed stomach and made his way south and pulled off Kurt's jeans and underwear in one fast movement. Suddenly, he stilled. Staring him in the eye was Kurt's easily 9-inched, firmly erect member. Puck's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and he immediately stood up.

Kurt, confused by Noah's sudden actions, looked up. "What's wrong?"

"I c-can't, K-Kurt." Puck stuttered. "Fuck, it's too weird."

Kurt froze. "What are you talking about?" He asked, slowly.

"I thought I could do this. You're smoking but," Puck was more nervous than Kurt could ever recall seeing. "You're a dude. I just can't alright!"

"You have got to be kidding me." Kurt sneered. "I'm the one who wanted to keep my pants on and ignore your incessant bugging, but as soon as they come off, you can't take it. Some bad-ass you are, Puckerman."

"I'm still a bad-ass " the words flying out quickly to defend his honor, as Kurt was pulling his clothes back on. "Wait Princess, I still care about you."

"Just stop lying okay?" Kurt was beyond furious; he couldn't believe this was actually happening. He thought Noah actually cared about him. He couldn't have been more wrong. "I've got to go."

"Please babe, let me explain." Puck reached out to grab Kurt's arm, but Kurt shrugged him off.

"There's nothing you can say. You're straight and this whole relationship was just a sham." Kurt's voice was tight and quiet. He wasn't going to let Puck see him shed a tear. He just had to get out, and that's what he did.

Kurt ran across the yard to his Navigator across the street and got in. Starting the engine, he drove off, desperate to get out of there and go home. As nature would have it, it was raining, which coincidently matched Kurt's mood. The first tears began to fall as Kurt pictured Noah's smiling face.

I see your face in my mind as I drive away

He just didn't understand where things could have gone wrong. Although Puck was his first boyfriend, his relationship seemed perfectly happy and normal. How could Noah, who despite his bad-ass exterior, act so lovingly to him, only to turn around and get put off by the fact Kurt's a boy? They were together for a year, for goodness sake! Why had he let it go on for so long if he knew that he couldn't get physical with another boy? Maybe this was all some sort of elaborate prank from his former bully, but there's no way that Puck would have kept up this charade for a year's time. Especially not after all the shit he got for being with Kurt. It just didn't make sense.

Back at the Puckerman household, Puck is sitting on his bed, staring at the wall. Why did he freeze up? Noah was upset. There's no way that a sex god like him could freeze up at the chance of doing something sex driven with the insanely hot, Kurt Hummel. His mind was a swirling tornado of thoughts. Did he love Kurt? The first answer that popped into his head was 'yes'. Why else would he have dated him for an entire year and remained faithful and abstinent that entire time if he didn't? It just didn't make sense why he panicked. Either way, he didn't want this relationship to end.

'Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way

Kurt entered the Hudson-Hummel household and headed straight towards his room, causing his Dad to look up in curiosity. Kurt was never so tactless to not offer some sort of acknowledgement. Even on the days Kurt would come home smelling like garbage, he would still muster a smile for Burt and greet him. Something must be terribly wrong.

As soon as Kurt entered his room, he crashed onto his bed. He opted to skip his skin care nighttime ritual just this once in favor of sulking on his bed. He really shouldn't be all that surprised. Puckerman is the notorious womanizer of McKinley High, key word: woman. Kurt's not a girl, despite the feminine features. Plus, Noah's only human. He's allowed to make mistakes, even if that mistake is wasting a year of Kurt Hummel's life. Though can you really call it wasting, when one has enjoyed it so much?

Maybe it was real, but Noah just changed his mind. That must be it. Coming to that conclusion didn't relieve Kurt of any of his pain. He couldn't help but sob at the fact that Noah Puckerman was gone. It's killing him and there's nothing he could do about it. Noah's straight. Even after all this time.

People are people and sometimes we change our minds

But it's killing me to see you go after all this time