Song: New York
Artist: Paloma Faith
Rating: T for language I guess
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Puckurt
Genre: Angst
Warning: None, unless you count heartless!Kurt or heartbroken!Puck as warnings.
Spoilers: None really if you've seen the show at all.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, all rights belong to FOX
Summary: Noah Puckerman never thought he would see the day when Kurt left him, at least not for a 'lady'.
Word Count: 477
A/N: This is a short fill for a one-sentence-prompt on LJ. I apologise for the random periods in the centre. It's just that I want to space the lines out but is stupid and this is the only way I can do it. Lyrics are in italics.
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The wolves they howled for my lost soul
I fell down a deep black hole
He left me for another lady
She poured the drinks and she poured the power
Diamond girl who could talk for hours
He left me for another lady
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During the 2 years of high school that he dated Kurt, Noah Puckerman never thought he would see the day when Kurt left him, at least not for a 'lady'.
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Her name was New York and she stole his boy away.
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In retrospect, he should have known. He should have known that he was no competition for Kurt's desire to be in the Big Apple. Kurt had dreams.
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Kurt had ambitions. Puck laughed bitterly at his own naïveté. Oh how foolish he was to believe that he-a true Lima Loser-could ever be enough for Kurt-fucking-Hummel. He was foolish to think that Kurt would even consider giving up his chance in 'The City That Never Sleeps' to stay here with him, in this cow town.
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He should have seen this coming.
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It wasn't like he could have done anything about it. No. No, he couldn't have. She had always had his heart. Being in New York, designing clothes, singing on Broadway had always been Kurt's dream; long before Puck was even in the picture.
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He was nothing. He was nothing but a meantime-boyfriend to Kurt. He was the filler, something to help Kurt pass the time before he can high-tail it out of Lima without a backward glance.
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All those shared kisses, all those hugs. All those fights and all those sweet words Kurt whispered in his ears when they spend the night together. They didn't mean anything- not to Kurt at least.
New York was Kurt's dream. New York was Kurt's true love. Choosing between Puck over New York was never an option... Deep inside though, Puck knew that even if the decision was his to make, he wouldn't have been able to be the weight that kept Kurt from 'defying gravity'.
Kurt was born to be in the spotlight. Kurt was in New York and he was pursuing his dreams. Kurt had a shot.
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Living in New York, there's no doubt that Kurt would soon be swept off his feet by another man who was worthy of him. Someone who was just as sophisticated as Kurt was. Someone whom Kurt could share his love for fashion and musicals with.
Kurt would be happy there... More than he could ever be, here in Lima with Puck.
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Puck knew all this but he didn't want to. He didn't want to hear from their friends how much fun Kurt was having in New York, how perfect Kurt's life was turning out to be.
Puck knew that he should be happy for the man he loved. He knew that Kurt was where he truly belonged- the one place that could make him truly happy.
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But as he sits on his empty bed clutching an old photo of them smiling brightly in his hands, knowing didn't mean it hurt any less.
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Her name was New York, New York
She took your heart away oh my
Her name was New York, New York
She poisoned your sweet mind
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