Freedom! No homework tonight that I must desperately work on atm. I had so many ideas for this chapter, I currently have no idea which one I'm going to follow. Let my keyboard lead me to salvation!
"Let Finn get near you with this." I lightly pushed his darkening hickey. "on your neck." I shot one more glance at him and walked out the room. Two minutes later, I suddenly realized what I had done. I wasn't even thinking when I did that, I just knew that I hadn't seen Kurt come out of the choir room yet. So I went in to see if he needed any help, and all of a sudden my hormones took over.
I had stopped myself from kissing absolutely anyone for three days, though trust me, it was hard not to. Santana and Kurt were dancing in front of me every day, shaking their butts right in front of me and I was unable to do anything. I got so frustrated that I would snap at them if the opportunity arose. It was like being in a buffet and not eating anything, a guy's got to go for the meat.
I breathed heavily as I recalled what had happened. I had cornered Kurt in the choir room, kissed his neck lightly to control myself from kissing him on the lips, I pinned him against a wall, he told me that he loved Finn, and I gave him a hickey. So much for controlling myself. It's really his fault that he smells so damn good, and that his skin is so damn soft, and that he looks like a damn girl. But mostly, it was his fault because he had to like Finn. Why does everyone have to like Finn? He's not even that good looking, or smart, or good at anything. I'm the stud, I'm the hot one, I even get alright grades…okay, so I lied about the last one, but I bet I still do better than Frankenteen. Quinn, Rachel, Kurt, they all love Finn. Why did Kurt have to like Finn? He could like anyone else, but no, it had to be Finn. I just wanted to grab Kurt and kiss him senseless until he liked me back, or just keep him away from Finn.
Riing. End of period, time for lunch. The bell interrupted my train of thought and I saw everyone pour out of class. As Beyonce, Wheels, Asian and Kurt passed by me, I saw the other three shoot dirty looks at me. I shrugged it off, but then saw Kurt wearing a scarf to cover up the mark I left on him. I don't know why, but that angered me so much. He's mine damn it, and that mark shows it. I got to him first, and there was no way in hell I was letting anyone get to him…especially Finn.
I growled and pushed a couple geeks away. Then I turned around and marched off to Finn's locker, now with a new plan in mind.
"Hey Finn, dude." I leaned against the locker next to his.
"Oh hey Puck." He turned around and smiled. "Nice dancing by the way, it was really well choreographed. Kurt did a really good job, and he's so modest about it too."
I felt my jaw clench when he mentioned Kurt. "Yeah, about Kurt dude…" He tipped his head to the side, confused. "I heard from some other that he…has the hots for you."
"What? No, we're just friends. He knows that I have a baby coming along, and that I'm…straight." Finn shook his head comically.
"I know, but sometimes it just doesn't stop them, you know?" I raised my eyebrows, trying to get the message through. "And you know, just spending time around him…it might've made things worse."
"Oh…'I Honestly Love You'…"
"What?" I asked, confused.
"That was his ballad…last week ish. That was the title of the song…that he wanted to sing to me." Finn gasped, and his eyes widened. "Uhh, I got to go. Just, uh. Please don't tell anyone."
"Sure dude." I patted him on the shoulder, and he walked past everyone, occasionally bumping into a smaller student while deep in thought. I grinned, mission accomplished.
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Riing. Finally, school was over and I could get back home to sleeping, eating, and…avoiding people. I slung my bag over my shoulder and headed out with the rest of the crowd, not bothering to go to my locker. I strolled down to the parking lot, whistling a happy tune when a black, small figure tapped me on the shoulder.
"Where's Kurt?!" Mercedes demanded as I turned to face her. She did not look happy.
"What? What do you mean?" I honestly asked, putting on my innocent face just in case.
"What did you do to him? Where did you put him?" She punched me in the shoulder. Surprisingly, that hurt. A lot.
I rubbed my now sore arm, and asked again, "What do you mean?"
"Oh don't act stupid. Kurt's been gone since after lunch, and no one could find him." She snorted and crossed her arms. I widened my eyes in surprise, and took off running to my car. Kurt was missing? How? Where could he be? I ripped my car door open and shoved my keys into the ignition. Before Mercedes had even moved from her spot, I drove out of the parking lot. Where could he be? I decided to check his house, and ask his dad about it. I don't know why I was panicking so much, but maybe it was because since I kissed him in the supply closet and when he had kissed back he almost belonged to me, in my mind.
I pulled up to the Hummel's impressive house. I remembered this place from the one practice that we had at his house, for the dancing. Which is odd, considering I didn't even remember where the math room was until a couple days ago. I leapt out of the car, and sprinted up to the door. I rang the doorbell. No answer. I rang it once more, politely. No answer. I ferociously started to press the doorbell, until I saw the door open.
"Yes?" Mr. Hummel glared at me, obviously annoyed at my multiple rings.
"Uh, hi. Uh, is Kurt home?" I was usually a smooth talker when it came to meeting the parents, but this guy looked like he killed guys like me for breakfast.
"Yeah. What's it to you?"
"Uh, I'm from Glee Club. I was wondering if I could talk to him?" I held my breath.
"Hmmn, are you Finn, or Puck?" He suspiciously questioned.
"No sir, my name's Noah." I honestly answered.
"Oh, okay. Yeah, sure. Come on in." He opened the door wider for me to enter. I grinned at how easily I got in. "He's right downstairs. He's a bit… delicate right now, though. Please be careful."
I felt the amount of trust he was putting with me by allowing him to see his son. I nodded genuinely, and slowly walked downstairs. For a second, my mind was screaming out What are you even doing here? You don't need to be here! But I dismissed it, curious as to why Kurt had disappeared.
I quietly stepped down, as I went lower and lower, I heard small stifled sobs from the basement. He was on top of his bed, huddling up to a fluffy white pillow in grey sweats, totally opposite of what he would normally wear. He didn't seem to have noticed me.
"Kurt?" I quietly asked.
I saw him look up from his large white bed, and he gasped. I quickly ran down the rest of the way and covered his mouth with my hand, to stop his dad from coming down and shooting me with the shotgun I assumed he saved for occasions just like this. He struggled as I threw him onto the bed, pinning him down for the second time this day as I sat on the side of the bed.
"I'll move my hand if you promise not to scream out." I stared right down at him, his eyes wide in fear. He quickly nodded and I removed my hand from his soft lips. He quickly breathed in as to call out, and I lunged forward to cover his mouth again. The momentum threw me right atop of him, our warm bodies touching in every way. Both our faces flushed red as we felt one another touching. I felt a small thrill as I realized what position we were in, but I quickly shook it off. I practically leapt off him but kept my hand on his mouth, shivering at the sudden unpleasant cold that rushed over my limbs.
"Why did you leave school early today?" I asked, slowly removing my hand once more.
He quickly sat up and jumped off the bed, as to avoid being pinned down again. "It's none of your business," he snapped, but his voice weak from crying. "But I suspect you already know, don't you?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you telling Fin-" his voice cracked. "telling him about my stupid crush. He came up to me and told me straight out that he was straight. He said he'd never be gay, and that it would be better if we weren't even friends." Kurt's beautiful eyes brimmed up with tears, but he stood strong.
"Oh that. Well, it's just because I didn- I just thought- It's beca-" I cut off my sentences and stopped.
"Well, here you go. You've successfully ruined all of it. Now will you please get out of my room, out of my house and out of my life?" I stood up to try to comfort him, but he stepped away from me.
"No." I simply said.
"Why the hell not?"
"Because I want you." My brain seemed to have shut down and my lips were speaking of their own will.
"Wha-" He looked stunned.
"I only did it because I was jealous. Okay?" I sat back down onto the bed. He didn't reply, but merely stood there.
"You and all those stupid girls all want Finn. What has he even ever done for you, Kurt? All he's done is build up your hopes and then shoot them down." I yelled out in anger. "He got you on a leash, and dragged you along for the ride. The moment he discovered what you really were, he cut you off."
Kurt's tears streamed down from his eyes. "That's a lie."
"Really? Is it? Then what did he just do?" I questioned. "Huh? What?"
Kurt collapsed onto the ground, sobbing, unable to handle it any longer. I got up and bent down beside him, "I can help you. I'm not Finn." He had his head in his hands, tears still falling. "You just need to show you want me to help you." I whispered quietly, I knew it was bad to take advantage of his weakened state but I couldn't stop myself. He looked up to see my soft expression, and slowly leant in, his lashes wet from crying. I didn't make a move, letting him come to me. He fluttered his eyelids, closing them just before he pressed his lips to mine. It was a soft and delicate kiss, no anger, no lust behind it. I lightly threatened to pull away, and he crashed his lips on mine, desperately trying to keep me there. I raised my hands to cup his face and pull him in. He allowed me to, pressing himself against my body. When we finally pulled away, I looked up at him and smiled. He was panting from the lack of air. I lightly pressed my lips against his pale cheek, stood up and left, satisfied that Kurt was finally mine.
A/N: Don't worry! Don't worry! Don't worry! It's not the end! Far from it!
Oddly enough, none of my ideas that I had imagined included this. At all. Ohwell. Hopefully the next chapter will include some of it.
