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When Burt got home he found an unconscious Noah Puckerman in his front yard. Carole ran to the front door and when they got inside they found a sleeping Kurt with tear tracks down his cheeks.
"I swear I'm going to kill him" Burt said picking up Kurt and taking him to his own bed.
When morning came around Kurt sat up at the sound of a yell. He got up as fast as he could and went to the front door where he saw his father hosing down one hung over Puck.
"What the fuck?" Puck yelled getting up. He covered his face as Burt continued to hose him down. "I'm up!" He yelled turning his back to the water. Kurt touched his dad's shoulder. The older man sighed and finally put down the hose.
"You didn't get far last night" Kurt said crossing his arms.
"What are you talking about?" Puck asked running a hand threw his wet Mohawk.
"I told you to leave last night, so why are you still here?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"Kurt, I'm so confused. Tell me what's going on" Kurt rolled his eyes.
"You came home drunk, then tried to fu.." Burt coughed so Kurt would stop.
"Screw me and when I refused you told me Santana was better anyways. Mind telling me what the fuck brought her up?"
Burt looked towards Puck with his eyebrows up.
"That's what I thought" Kurt said, he walked back in the house. He didn't care that Puck was following him threw the house.
"I don't remember a lot of last night. I remember you leaving and I got bored. And then I called Finn and we went to a bar. We both took shots and started talking about you and Quinn. Then after that Santana came out of no where and I told her to leave me alone…then I don't remember anymore" Puck shrugged.
"So you don't remember if you did anything with her? You don't remember coming back here and yelling at me?" Kurt sighed and sat down on the couch.
"No I don't remember any of that, baby you have to believe me" Puck got on his knees in front of Kurt. The latter sighed looking at him, he was about to reply when his phone went off. He sighed and looked at it. Once he read it his eyes got wide.
"Oh No!" Kurt said getting up as fast as he could.
"What? What's the matter?" Puck asked standing up with Kurt.
"Quinn went into labor" Kurt said searching around for his messenger bag.
"Why is this bad?" Puck asked confused, helping the boy look for his bag.
"Because she's almost a month early" Kurt said finally finding his bag, he tried to bend of to get it but it was no use. Puck picked it up for him holding it out to him.
"I'm sorry that I don't remember last night and that I yelled at you Kurt. I love you and I hope you know that" He said taking the boys hand. Kurt not sure if he should believe the other boy yet just smiled and headed towards the door.
"If you come up take a shower first, you smell like puke and stale alcohol" He said before disappearing threw the door. Puck sighed and sat down on the couch.
"I fucked up" He said to himself, rubbing a hand threw his mo hawk.
"Yes you did, and I hope you know how hard it will be to get his trust back" Burt said from the doorway of the kitchen.
"I do" Puck standing up to head to the bathroom.
A/n: SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! I've been kinda busy lately. With work, school, and family it hard to update when I want to. But I'll try to start up dating faster! :D