A/N: Don't like it, don't read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee

Chapter 10:

Kurt stared at his reflection at the mirror as his grip tightened on the bathroom sink. He did it. He finally did it. He gave up his virginity to Puck, the person who was mean to him and who hated him. Was he really that naïve? Or just really stupid? He was definitely stupid. Was he rushing things to the point that he no longer tried to think with his brain and let his libido to decide for him? Was he scared that he was going to die a virgin? Was the two year ultimatum from the doctors finally got to him and he was suddenly scared to die that was why he rushed into things that easily? He had long accepted that his time on earth was short and he already braced himself for that but now things changed, he suddenly longed to stay longer. God, what was happening to him? Was he falling in love with Puck?

Suddenly, his hands flew to his mouth when a memory crossed his mind. Last night after the blissful moment, he mumbled 'I love you'. Kurt's stomach churned. What if Puck heard that? This was not going so well. He knew that Puck already got what he wanted and he knew Puck would go back to his mean self. Did he expect Puck to change his attitude for him after that night? Kurt didn't think so. Puck hated him in the first place and Kurt started to hate himself on why he slept with Puck. It was stupid beyond reasonable doubt. He bit his lip to prevent himself from crying. He started to hate himself for being gullible, naïve and vulnerable. He also hated himself for being a masochist. Puck hurt him quite a few times but he still came back for more. He suddenly felt the urge to vomit. He glanced at the bathroom clock. It was only six in the morning and his first class would be by eight but he decided to go, not wanting to face Puck. With the energizing thought, he quickly took off his shirt and stepped under the showers. He scrubbed himself furiously until his skin turned raw and pink.

After the shower, he quietly slipped back in the room, grabbed his stuff and slowly opened the door. Before he walked out, he stole a glance at Puck's sleeping form and sighed heavily.

If only you are the person I wanted you to be. Kurt thought as he stepped out and quietly shut the door.

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Puck couldn't stop thinking about it. He really couldn't. He never felt like this before. Not even with Quinn the first time they did it. That was why when he woke up and found Kurt nowhere, he was hugely disappointed. He really looked forward to some cuddling before school but it turned out that Kurt was gone already. Did Kurt regret sleeping with him? Because as for him, he definitely enjoyed that night. He texted Kurt to ask on his whereabouts but he didn't get any replies. Puck started to worry because it was already lunch time and he hasn't seen Kurt yet. Crap, he was worrying now. What the hell?

He decided to spend some time to look for Kurt when a pair of arms wrapped around his torso. He quickly turned around and found Quinn smiling up at him. He was quite disappointed because he expected it to be Kurt. Dammit Puckerman, what's going down?

"It will not hurt if you smile back Noah." Quinn said and it was clear from the tone of her voice that she was annoyed with his lack of enthusiasm.

"Hey baby, what's up?" Puck asked as he leaned down and gave Quinn a quick kiss.

Quinn's face lit up. "I was thinking about going out for lunch. Your choice."

Puck bit his lower lip. "Oh man, I got to finish my History paper, sorry I can't." He lied as Quinn's smile turned into a frown. Surprisingly, Puck didn't care at all. Usually, just the sight of Quinn's sad face made him want to hurt someone or something, anything that made his girlfriend sad but right now he couldn't find the strength to care. Something was definitely up with him.

Quinn's lip quivered slightly. "Oh, that. It's fine, I don't want you failing anyway."

He smiled at her widely. "You're the best baby."

"I know." Quinn smiled back. "You owe me dinner tonight at seven to make it up."

Puck smirked. "Sure." He leaned down again and gave his girlfriend a searing kiss which left them both breathless. When Puck pulled away and accidentally looked up over Quinn's blonde head, his eyes locked with the person he has been thinking about the whole morning. Kurt quickly ducked his head and run out of his sight.

Fuck! He probably saw us kissing. Puck quickly gave Quinn a peck on the cheek, said good bye and hurriedly run towards the direction where Kurt went.

When Puck was finally outside, he scanned the quad for Kurt which was a hard task judging from the number of students walking, sprawling, and studying at the quad. After ten minutes of searching, he finally spotted Kurt who was sitting at one of the quad benches under an oak tree. He quietly sauntered towards Kurt, not wanting to scare the smaller guy.

"Hey Kurt." He greeted and Kurt looked up at him startled.

"Puck." He acknowledged and resumed his writing on his note pad. Puck breathed deeply. So this was the awkward moment some of the guys he knew talked about when they had sex for the first time with their girlfriends. Puck shook his head. Those things were damn true judging from his and Kurt's situation right now.

"Do you want to talk about last night?" Puck asked. No need to beat around the bush. He wanted to know what Kurt felt. If he felt as happy as he was because no matter how hard he tried to deny it, he was happy about what happened last night. It was like he was suddenly deeply connected with Kurt. It was strange but that was how he felt.

"Puck, please I can't." Kurt answered, his eyes were still focused on his pad.

"Why?" Puck asked. He hated the frustration in his voice but he wanted to know that Kurt did not regret what happened. Normally, whenever he slept with someone he didn't care about, a quick shower was enough to make him forget the conquest. Sure, he did not care about Kurt when they did it but the after effect was entirely different. It was something he did not expect to happen.

"I don't think that is necessary." Kurt muttered.

Puck knelt down in front of Kurt and lifted Kurt's chin up to force him to look at his eyes. "I know I've been an ass to you and you probably think that what happened to us is just another bullshit but it's not. I love every minute of it." He said truthfully, however, Kurt's eyes were full of reluctance and disbelief.

"Really?" Kurt asked softly.

Puck nodded. It was the truth. He meant every word he said. Maybe, he was starting to care about Kurt. Hell he couldn't explain the new feelings which suddenly developed that night but he was definitely up to figure it out whilst enjoying Kurt's company.

"I'll take you to dinner tonight to prove it." Puck said and Kurt smiled warmly at him.

Kurt nodded. "Where?"

Puck paused to think. "How about we just meet up at Chateau?" He suggested, talking about the off campus restaurant five minutes away from the university. "I still need to meet with the football coach, is that okay?"

"Sure. Is seven any good? I also have my paper to finish."

"Seven is great." Puck answered as he stood up and brushed the knees of his jeans. "See you then." Kurt smiled brightly at him and he quickly jogged towards the school, Kurt's bright smile imprinted in his brain.

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"Hey sexy." Quinn greeted him as soon as he stepped out of the football coach's office. He almost stumbled backwards from surprise.

"Quinn." He acknowledged. He glanced at his watch. It was already quarter past six. He would meet Kurt at seven and he still needed to shower. Why was Quinn holding him up?

"Enthusiastic much?" Quinn teased playfully as she wrapped her arms around his biceps. "You owe me dinner tonight remember?"

Shit. Shit. Shit. Puck thought repeatedly. He completely forgot about the dinner with Quinn. What was he supposed to do now? "Well can we just do it some other rime? I have to do my research works." He said lamely.

"Noah Puckerman doing his homework?" Quinn asked incredulously. "You can do it later after dinner, meet me at Backsy's, they served a mean baby back, your favorite. Don't keep me waiting." And with that, Quinn gave him a quick kiss and left him with his thoughts.

Holy shit. What was he going to do now?

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"Are you going to order now?" The maitre 'd asked Kurt politely.

"Uhm, I'm still waiting for someone." Kurt answered as he swallowed the lump in his throat. The maitre 'd nodded and smiled at him then left.

It was already quarter to eight and Puck was still nowhere to be found. He was starting to think that Puck stood him up. He squeezed his eyes shut, when would he learn to guard himself against Puck? Puck was not a good guy. Puck hated him. But then his basic instincts told him that what Puck said to him at the quad was true that was why he was still damn waiting for the taller guy to arrive.

Fifteen more minutes then I'm out if he's still not here. Kurt thought as he breathed in and out rhythmically, trying to calm his nerves. Suddenly, a male voice interrupted his concentration.

Puck! His mind screamed and his eyes flew open and disappointment washed over him when he saw not Puck but Cameron. Always Cameron. He stifled a sob trying to escape from him.

"Cameron." He said as he gave him a small smile. He noticed that Cameron's jaw was sporting a purpling bruise. "What happened to you?"

"What are you doing here?" Cameron asked, ignoring his question.

"I...I'm about to meet someone."

Cameron raised an eyebrow at him. "Well I hope it's not Puck because I just saw him necking with his girlfriend at Backsy's."

"No…no. It's not Puck." He lied and Cameron's eyes turned into slits. Cameron didn't buy it.

"I'm gonna fucking kill that asshole, just tell me." Cameron said in a deadly serious tone.

Kurt shook his head, trying to stop his tears from flowing. Puck stood him up for the second time and it pained him more this time. He has to learn not to believe in Puck. Puck was just leading him on, using him as his toy just because Puck was forced to marry him. Maybe he should try to persuade his dad to let the deal off so he could be free from Puck. But somehow in the deep corner of his heart, he knew that Puck might somehow care for him. Or maybe he was just humoring himself. The latter was much reasonable.

"C'mon, I ordered take out, let's eat at my apartment." Cameron said, snapping him out of his reverie. Cameron reached out his hand to him. Kurt looked at it for a moment then he slowly reached out his hand and Cameron gently took it in his as he stood up and followed Cameron outside, their fingers entwined together.

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Holy shit! The time he badly needed his phone to work was the time the battery chose to die. He was supposed to text Kurt to wait for him. He decided to go to Quinn first, eat fast then run to Kurt but as soon Quinn slipped her hands inside his shirt, his thoughts about meeting Kurt flew out of the window. It was almost eight in the evening when they finished eating and when he was about to text Kurt, his battery died.

"You useless piece of crap!" He growled at his phone as he tossed it inside his bag. He decided to run to Chateau, hoping against hope that Kurt was still there. He would just have to apologize if Kurt would throw a tantrum.

When he finally arrived at Chateau, he felt a huge relief when he spotted Kurt and when he was about to navigate his way towards Kurt, the fucktard Cameron came first. He wanted to savagely run and pushed Cameron away but he didn't want to make a scene in a restaurant so he just waited for Kurt to tell the bastard to go away. He watched as Cameron extended his hand to Kurt.

Don't take it Kurt. Don't. Puck thought hard as if doing so would channel the thought to Kurt. He felt his chest tightened when Kurt reached out his hand and Cameron took it.

Puck watched as both walked towards the exit. He didn't miss the way their fingers entwined with each other like Kurt belonged to Cameron and Cameron belonged to Kurt.

He felt another squeeze in his chest. It was the most painful sight in the world.

To be continued….