Luckily for you guys, I've had plot bunnies attacking me for the days I don't upload. I can't even concentrate during language on reading my book because I'm busy thinking about what to write for here.
Onto Kurt's POV!
I breathed heavily and it was a good thing I could breathe too. For the past few seconds, I think forgot how to. "What is wrong with you?" I tried to hide the wavering in my voice. "What, my first kiss wasn't good enough for you? You had to steal my second and third?" My voice nearly cracked from the anger.
"Dude, you're lucky to get to kiss me." Ohnohedidn't. "Most girls would die for this opportunity."
"Most girls. I'm not most. In fact, I'm not even a girl." I replied, albeit a bit haughtily.
Puck froze. For a few seconds, all I could hear were the sounds of us breathing on the stage. "Just don't do it again. I'll pretend this never happened and I can go on to give my first real kiss to someone deserving." I snapped, even though I knew the truth that I could never get my first, second or even third kiss back. I grabbed my book bag and left the stage, with Puck standing frozen behind me. I didn't even look back.
For the next week, things were awkward. I made sure that the message got through to Puck and Santana each day by texting them. There were awkward moments where Santana sexted me then apologized, but other than that everything was back to normal. Every time Puck and I even got close to one another, we'd all but tear each other's throats off. Even Santana was getting sick and tired of it.
"Guys! Can we please just get this dance over with? The performance is tomorrow, and I may even have my reputation as the perfect Cheerio of the line."
We both mumbled, with myself terribly horrified by my lack of articulate witty comebacks. We went over the steps, without the music, then with the music. I wasn't completely satisfied with Puck's presentation, but I wasn't going to go over to his side and correct it.
"All right, I'll see you tomorrow morning. Please, will you both be punctual? We're the last performance to go, and I do not want to be embarrassed by someone's lack of dancing skills." I leaned on my hip and crossed my arms, just to mean I meant business.
"Fine, fine, whatever Captain Homo." Puck grumbled.
Thank god that this week was almost over. Once the performance was finished, I wouldn't need to be clumped with Puck any more.
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"Hey Finn." I sighed, and waved my fingers at him.
"Oh, hey Kurt. You're going today, right?" Finn smiled his puppy dog smile. My heart melted, and chills ran through my body.
"Mhmmn."
"Well, it's definitely going to be better than what I did yesterday." Finn sheepishly grinned as we both remembered him tripping over his own feet and landing right on top of Rachel. I plastered a smile on my face, though I knew that I myself wouldn't mind being crushed by Finn if it meant him being right on top of me.
"Alright guys, today is the last dance! Let's give it up for Santana, Kurt and Puck!" called out, looking like a kid on Christmas morning.
The music started and we counted ourselves in.
Baby are you down, down, down, down, down. Down, down, down, down. Even if the sky is falling down. We got into our formations and in coordination slowly shifted towards the ground.
You oughta know, tonight is the night to let it go. Santana, Puck and I moved surprisingly well together as we all took steps to weave past one another.
Put on a show, I wanna see how you lose control. Puck and I both feinted with our hands to our heads, shaking our heads as though in frustration.
So leave it behind 'cause we, have a night to get away, So come on and fly with me, as we make our great escape. Santana and I danced this part together. Leaping through the air, as though flying when Puck suddenly jumped from behind us.
So baby don't worry, you are my only, You won't be lonely, even if the sky is falling down,
You'll be my only, no need to worry, Baby are you down, down, down, down, do-. I danced the most difficult part of the song, as they pulled their hands up to the sky, and reached out.
The song morphed. I kissed a girl and I liked it, The taste of her cherry chapstick. Puck and Santana took over this part, swinging their hips together. I felt awfully disgusted, as this was their idea for the song, but continued.
No, I don't even know your name, it doesn't matter. You're my experimental game, just human nature. I slid my hands to separate them, then stepped away.
It felt so wrong, it felt so right. Don't mean I'm in love tonight. I saw Santana slip a grin at Brittany as we continued to dance.
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it. Now Puck grabbed me, and feinted to kiss me. Once again, another idea of theirs. I heard small laughs from the audience. But as he pulled away I saw him mouth the words, "I liked it." It sent cold chills down my spine, but I managed to complete the last part of the song.
Even if the sky is falling down. We struck our final poses, and waited for the reactions.
Everyone stood up, clapping wildly. Obviously we had done better than we thought to get this reaction. I quickly fixed my hair, so that when the Glee club members came up I would look good for Finn.
"That was amazing you guys!" Mr. Schue exclaimed. "That was a lot better than I expected, no offence."
"None taken," I nodded and grinned. Considering whom I was paired up with, I thought it went pretty well.
"Hey, nice job choreographing, Kurt." Finn came over and ruffled my hair. I quietly sighed, it was worth it.
"How did you know?" I asked, puzzled.
"Well, Puck couldn't do it, and there wasn't any cheering." He shrugged. "There were many other options."
I laughed. Finn was so fun to talk to. I felt butterflies in my stomach as he patted me on the shoulder and said again, "Anyway, nice job." He turned around and left the choir room, along with the other members of the glee club, who all left for their next period classes. I slowly waved goodbye, a bit sad that he didn't wait for me. I walked over the piano to get my leather book bag and head to my next class when I heard an ominous click of the door closing and locking. No no no no no. I was too afraid to turn around, and see the person that I thought I had successfully avoided for most of the week.
"Hey. Hummel." I clutched onto my bookbag, still facing the wall and pretending to be fascinated by the lightning and aboveground swimming pool. "Hey. I said, hello."
"h-hello." I cringed, I hadn't heard a stutter that bad since before Tina admitted she faked it.
"So, I thought we did pretty well for that dance." I could hear and feel his footsteps nearing.
"Uh, y-yeah. Me too. I thought we did pretty well." Maybe he didn't mean any harm. Maybe he wasn't coming closer. Maybe he didn't close and lock the door.
"And we got a lot of compliments too, right?" I felt his breath tickle the back of my neck, and his warm, masculine scent start to overwhelm me.
"Y-yeah." I started breathing unevenly. Run! My instincts screamed at me, but somehow I seemed to be frozen into the ground. I felt his warm pillar arms wrap around my waist, hooking together over my arms and above my stomach. I started shaking, what was he doing?
"You should dance more often. It really turns me on." I sucked in a sharp breath as he nuzzled my neck with his nose. "Like right now." He slowly turned me around to face him and I saw his eyes. They were dark and his pupils were practically filling his entire iris with lust. In a short moment of clarity, I jerked my head to the side and pursed my lips. I couldn't save my first three kisses, but I would certainly try to save the fourth.
Instead of having my head jerked back, and my lips on his, I felt a cool sensation on my neck and he lightly pressed his lips there. Tracing a trail from my collarbone all the way up to my jaw with kisses, I strained my neck to keep his lips away from mine. He chuckled darkly, "What is it going to take for you." Kiss. "To kiss me." Kiss. "Back."
Be Finn. Was the first thing my mind conjured up.I shook my head and tried to squirm out of his grip. He gripped tighter, his hands resting on either side of my hips. I got one of my arms free and attempted to push him away by his chest. I let out a small whimper as he grabbed both my arms and pinned them above my head to the wall behind me. He pressed his forehead to mine and looked straight into my eyes.
"You know, the sooner you answer, the sooner I'll let you go." Even in the position I was in, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "I promise." He pulled his eyes and forehead away from mine and started working back on my neck. "Unless you want to stay here for the night… just tell me what you want."
Before I could even think about it, one word escaped my lips. "Finn." I heard a sharp intake of breath and a growl. I cried out from the pain as he suddenly sucked on my neck, right underneath the jaw. Then, he pushed me harder against the wall and let me go. I collapsed on the ground like a rag doll. Before he left, he bent down to my level and whispered right into my ear, "Let Finn get near you with this." He pressed my neck. "on your neck." He laughed, and walked out of the room. I panted heavily for a few minutes, and when I finally stood up, I grabbed my bag and looked in my hand mirror. I craned my neck, and there it was, a dark reddish purple hickey right below my jaw. I had absolutely nothing to cover it. How was I going to explain this to anybody? I accidentally walked into a horizontal pole?
I slowly strode out, and then ran into my English class, where Mercedes, Artie and Tina were waiting.
"Nice of you to us, Mr. Hummel." I briefly nodded and sat down next to my gleeks, one hand self consciously covering the hickey.
"Mercedes." I hissed. "May I borrow your scarf? Please, it's an emergency."
"But Kurt, it doesn't match with your outfit." She looked at me puzzled.
"I don't care. Please Mercedes." She looked a bit shocked at my lack of concern for my outfit, but she handed it over. I quickly slipped it around my neck, covering the hickey.
"What happened?" Tina whispered.
"I'll explain later. Just, please don't ask until lunchtime." They all nodded, but throughout the entire period sent me worried looks.
The moment the bell rang and everyone left, Mercedes pounced on me. "Dude, what happened? You were fifteen minutes late, you show up not caring about your outfit, and your clothes are a mess, what is up?"
I quickly looked around, making sure no one else aside from the three was looking. I carefully lifted the scarf to show an even more bruised hickey. There was a collective gasp from the trio.
"How did it happen?" Tina shouted out.
"shh." Artie quieted her down. "Are you okay? How did it happen?"
I quickly, and quietly explained what had happened between Puck and I after the Glee club in the morning. Mercedes looked shocked, but not nearly as much as Tina and Artie did.
"Wait, why did he even do that?" Artie whispered, looking around as the jocks passed by.
I sighed, and asked Mercedes to explain. By the end of it, Artie and Tina looked quite sceptical about it.
"Maybe it's a prank." Tina suggested.
"Maybe it's a dare." Artie piped up.
"Or maybe, he likes you." Mercedes laughed out. We all stared at her as though she were crazy.
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A/N: Hope you liked this chapter! I loved writing it! Though I apologize for my fail of dance choreography description. I realized I had no idea what to do, but that I also really needed to put it in there.
I loved writing Puck as such a major bad guy in this chapter, hope you guys don't kill me for it. D:
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