It was nice to wake up in my room again, in my bed. I could just faintly smell Will. I guess he was a little more lost than I imagined. I finally turned on my phone only to find 147 missed calls. Will and Kurt pretty much were even, but I noticed that even Puck had called more than once. He didn't call 50 times, but at least he called two or three times. I felt like now I had a best friend. I mean Kurt kind of is my best friend, but really he's my boyfriend, so... I considered having Puck as a best friend. It didn't seem half bad.
My phone lit up with 3 new messages from Kurt. I guess he did text me last night and I was asleep. I sat up and started to walk out to Will making breakfast again. This was nice.
"Good morning. How'd you sleep?" he asked, flipping pancakes.
"Better. Much better. I could smell you, just faintly. I guess you figured I had been crying in there and beat yourself up about it, didn't you?" I didn't want to bring it up again, but I felt like I needed to.
"Yeah, just a little. I slept there the night you left. I could smell you too and saw the small blotches on your pillow." he said, not really looking up at me.
"Yeah. Sorry to bring that up again. I just-"
"No. I'm glad you're talking about what you're feeling. You did amazingly at Regionals by the way. I mean, besides Mike and Brittany, it took everyone so long to learn the moves and then you step foot on the stage and dish out some incredible choreography that blended with the existing. I don't know how you do it." he laughed, putting breakfast on a plate.
"Thanks. You, know, when I was singing, I hit the highest note I ever did. I feel pretty accomplished. But really, I couldn't have done anything right without Kurt. And then he pointed out a man, standing amongst everyone else sitting, clapping along. That what's got me through it, really. I never would've hit that note without seeing him." Will finished putting breakfast on the table and hugged me.
"You were incredible. I couldn't believe they didn't stand up earlier. From that first note, they should've been applauding." he kissed my forehead.
"Thanks." I smiled as we both sat down to eat.
"Did Kurt talk to you last night after we left?" I wondered
"Somehow I knew you were going to ask that. Yeah, he did. He asked about you. I told him you were out like a light and he said that was fine."
"Good. The last thing I need is him mad at me." I shook my head eating some more.
"He told me to tell you he loved you, but I told him he didn't have to remind me, because I was already going to tell you we love you. I love you. And Kurt loves you."
"I love you both, too." I said, looking up at him to smile and I hugged him with my mind.
"Someone else asked about you, too last night." I looked up at him, pretty sure I knew who it was. "It was Puck."
"I should've known. What'd he say?" I was a bit curious, I had to admit.
"Well, it was a 20 minute conversation at like 1 AM. He kept asking how you were, if you were finally getting rest, if you'd be back in school tomorrow, stuff that like."
"20 minutes? That early in the morning? Dang." I said.
"I know. I told Kurt someone was giving him a run for his money." My head shot up. I really didn't want him to be afraid of losing me again.
"Relax. I'm kidding. Puck just cares, that's all. He's worried." I took in another mouthful of breakfast and texted Kurt.
Hey. Sry I fell asleep last nite. :(
It didn't take long for him to respond.
Its ok. U needed rest. my dad's at work. Can I come over?
I looked up at Will.
"Can Kurt possibly come over now?" I asked, my eyes begging.
He nodded, taking a sip of his coffee.
Thank you I mouthed and he just rolled his eyes playfully.
Yep!
I almost put my phone away, then thought it'd be nice to text Puck.
Hey. Will told me u were askin. im good:)
The response was extremely quick, like he just waiting.
thts awsum. so wat r u doin?
The grammar wasn't the greatest, but I didn't mind. It was just as I expected.
Just waiting 4 Kurt 2 get here. Then he's having dinner with us. u?
Oh. Jus tryn my hand at sum song writin.
I was shocked at what he was sayin'. I couldn't believe it. I guess my faced showed it, because Will looked up at me.
"Everything okay?" he wondered.
"Oh, yeah. I was just surprised. Puck just told me he's trying to write a song."
So, you're texting Puck now?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"No worries, Will. We're just friends." I turned back to my phone, but he didn't look convinced.
That's awesome! U'll hav 2 show me sometime!
Wel it aint realy workin out. I wanted to perfrm in glee, but i gues i can do anothr song
I felt bad I was a songwriter and he needed help, but I wasn't going to go that far. That was too much right now.
Sorry:( Best of luck.
Thanks
With that I closed my phone and put it away. Another five minutes of standing at the door and there was a knock.
"Come in" I said in a sing-song voice.
He opened the door slowly, peeking in to see where I was in the room. Right in front of the door ready to pounce.
He swung it open and took his stance as I jumped into his arms, causing him to tumble onto the floor outside the apartment, me on his side after I fell out of his arms.
I heard Will running and he knelt by my side.
"Are you okay?" he asked removing the tangled hair out of my face. I nodded.
"He obsorbed most of the fall" I laughed, motioning to Kurt who sat up, rubbing his head.
"Are you alright, Kurt?" I asked. He nodded smiling.
I kissed his forehead.
"All better." I smiled as Will picked me up and I held out my hand to Kurt. For once, he took it and allowed me to help him.
"I'm sorry, to both of you." I held my head in shame like a four year old who broke something of mommy's.
"I forgive you." Kurt said, kissing my head. I put my arm around his waist as we walked back into the apartment.
"I should've known you two together would be hazardous to someone's health if not all of ours." Will walked back to the table, rubbing his head as if we gave him a headache.
"Oh, we all know it's my fault." I laughed, almost in a bragging matter.
"Yeah but the thing is I let you." Kurt corrected.
"This is true. So I guess we're both to blame." I kissed the tip of his nose, causing him to laugh and smile.
We were sitting on the couch with my laptop and I cuddled into him. We were watching past Vocal Adrenaline performances, studying their every move.
"I can't believe you guys are doing this. Unbelievable." Will laughed, staring in amazement at how serious we were about seeking weak points and attacking.
"We really wanna win. I mean after our performance at Regionals, we have to be perfect." I explained.
He walked over and took my face in his hands.
"You were perfect. Both of you. That duet was amazing." He smiled, then let go of my face and closed my laptop. "You guys need a break." he laughed.
"Just one more performance, okay?" he rolled his eyes then nodded. I opened up my laptop and checked out their last year's win at Regionals.
Ping.
I received a new message: Puck.
"What's he messaging you for?" Kurt laughed uneasily.
"He's been really worried about everything. I mean I guess he has compassion." I said, ignoring it for now.
"Anyway, let's get back to these performances." he nodded, but uncomfortably.
After studying Vocal Adrenaline's performance, we headed to my room where he explored.
"You have a lot of music." he gaped seeing numerous folders full of music.
"This is true." I laughed, quite entertained at his amazement. "Most of it is my take on certain songs, but some of it is just songs I've always wanted to attempt singing." he turned to me where I was sitting cross legged on the bed.
"Attempt? No, you would own these!" he flipped through the folders, skimming the songs.
"Thanks. You know, I think we should duet more often. I mean Regionals just felt so...right."
"Definitely." he leaned in and kissed me very softly. I put my arms around his neck for a moment and he hugged my body. It was nice.
"So, what do you want to do with all this time we have before dinner?" I asked, smiling brightly.
"Well we have some music here, mostly Charice," he gave a look,"and you have a piano in the living room. How bout it?"
"I don't know. I mean I haven't really sang those songs for anyone." I was nervous to be honest.
"Please. You have nothing to be nervous about." he started walking me into the living room. He leaned into my ear to whisper, "You're better than Rachel Berry."
My skin tingled at the feel of his breath on my ear and neck.
"Oh, please. We're not married, no need to start lying yet." I laughed as we walked to the piano and he sifted through the music once more.
"This one. Do you know this one?" he asked holding up a Charice song. I smiled.
"By heart. But I never practiced it before." I was hoping he'd back out, but I knew he wouldn't.
"Now's the time. You ready, Mr. Schue?" Kurt asked. Will was paying enough attention to know what was going on and smiled.
Kurt gave me one last longing look before starting.
I may not know where I'm going now
This broken road is trying to tear me down
But deep inside I've found a secret place,
that I never knew where I feel safe, when the world is untrue
Here's what I've learned to do
I was obviously nervous, but it wasn't bad. I looked at him once more and gained an ounce more of courage.
Just sing this song and it takes me right back
Where I belong
Everyday there's a new bridge to cross
But I'm never far from home
If I put my heart, my soul, my all
In this song
Will started bobbing his head along to the beat and I could tell he was excited. He knew this song. He knew about the killer notes at the end.
I don't depend on friends
Cuz they come and go
My belief in myself Is gonna carry me through
And that why I'm learning, oh, I learning yeah,
I'm learning to sing
This verse was much stronger. Will looked ecstatic.
Just sing this song and it takes me right back
Where I belong
Everyday there's a new bridge to cross
But I'm never far from home If I put my heart, my soul, my all
In this song
I may not have
all the words that I need to say,
and I know
I won't always be strong but I'm never afraid
Because I hold my destiny and it depends on me alone,
alone so...
The note was powerful. I never knew I could produce such a sound.
Just sing this song and it takes me right back
Where I belong
Everyday there's a new bridge to cross
But I'm never far from home If I put my heart, my soul, my all
In this song
Just sing this song and it takes me right back
Where I belong
Everyday there's a new bridge to cross
But I'm never far from home If I put my heart, my soul, my all...
I'll keep putting my heart, my soul, my all In this song
In this song
In this song
I finished nicely. Will was clapping and Kurt hugged me.
"How did you do that? That was amazing!" he beamed.
"Honestly, incredible! How have I not given you more solos?" Will was excited, too. I was just in shock.
"I think someone just surpassed Miss Rachel Berry." Kurt teased.
"I shouldn't be talking this way about a student to other students, but...yeah. You did." Will hugged my shoulders while I tried to comprehend.
"So, are you guys ready for another? And why don't we film it this time? I mean, no one would believe me and who knows if I can do it again?" They nodded and I went to open the webcam on my laptop. I set up a live feed while Kurt picked another song.
"Okay. How about this song? It's not Charice, but I have faith." I laughed, agreeing as I looked it over after walking back to the piano.
"You ready?" he asked. I nodded, taking a breath.
Closed off from love
I didn't need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you're frozen
But something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melts into the ground
Found something true
And everyone's looking round
Thinking I'm going crazy
I felt confident this time. I just belted it out this time, no boundaries.
But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
The ticker with the number of people started to go up from 5 to 10 to 25...
Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that the goal Is to keep me from falling
But nothing's greater than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness I see your face
Yet everyone around me
Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe
But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
Here was my shot. With the ticker now at 55, I better not screw this up. They were all probably from McKinely.
And it's draining all of me
Oh they find it hard to believe
I'll be wearing these scars
For everyone to see
I couldn't believe it. I hit it, but not only that, strived to hit it an octave higher. I thought Will's jaw was going to fall off.
But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
They both clapped and I headed to my laptop. I had so many chat messages popping up about it. I closed the feed and continued to look at the messages.
Amazing!
Keep singing, gurlll!
That was really nice:)
Awsum. u shud sing at da asembly nxt fri.
The spelling was too familiar. It had to be him.
"Wait, Will. Is there an assembly Friday?" I asked as Kurt looked over my shoulder to read the comments.
"Yeah. It's some kind of pep rally. "Dare 2 B Different" or something. Why?" he sipped some coffee and looked up at us.
"Well I mean people think I should sing there and I'd love that. Would I be able to?" I was really hoping. I wasn't really doing it for Puck, but more for myself. Publicity, even just with the school would be good. I mean it's not like because we were headed to Nationals that they'd suddenly like me again.
"I could ask Figgins if the Glee Club could perform and have them do choreography around you and maybe sing some back up." I smiled.
"That would be amazing!" I stood up after closing my laptop to hug Kurt, then Will.
"Thank you so much!" I kissed Will's cheek and thought about what song would be good.
Kurt and I headed back to my room and we cuddled on the bed, looking through my music, trying to figure out what song would be best.
"I don't think any of these are really gonna showcase your talent. They're all great songs, but..."
"They're not good enough. Not for me anyway." I finished his thought.
"I'm sorry." I kissed his cheek and he turned his face and angled himself for a real kiss. It was pretty fantastic, but then again, he was the only boy I had ever kissed.
It felt weird making out, I guess for the fact that Will was around, but Will wasn't like most parents. Will was simply amazing.
"Mm, we should stop. It's kind of weird with Will around and everything. Plus, I don't want to go too far." I said after what seemed like hours.
"Good point." he smiled, pecking my lips one last time. "What time is it?" he asked, truly clueless.
"Um...1:30." I said, pulling out my phone.
"I should be gettin home. My dad will be home soon and I need to get him ready for tonight." he laughed and kissed me on the cheek and we both got up and walked to the living room. I quickly kissed his lips and hugged him goodbye.
"I love you." I said, finally releasing him from my grip.
"I love you, too." he smiled, staring deep into my eyes. "Thanks for letting me come over here, Mr. Schue. We'll be back whenever you're ready." he walked over to shake Will's hand.
"You, know, you can call me Will too." he laughed at Kurt's formal addressing.
"Okay, Will." he laughed, shaking his hand a second time, this one being official.
"What you just said when I told you that you could call me Will, she said the same thing. Gosh, you guys could totally pass for siblings." Will laughed, letting go of Kurt's hand.
That's when it hit me. He would pass for my sibling. We weren't meant to be. I knew in that moment. Kurt touched my shoulder as he walked out, only to return later.
"Something wrong?" Will asked, seeing the look of disappointment cross my face.
"No. Not yet, anyway." I smiled, taking my laptop to my room. I decided to look at the message(s) Puck had sent.
Hey cud I com over sumtime?
I thought intently at that question. It had been sent 3 hours ago, so it probably didn't matter anyway. I shook off the thought crawling into my brain. Puck. He had always been so concerned about me and I never really took it as anything until now. Did he really love me? Or was this just a scheme to get in my pants? It seemed too genuine to be a scheme. I couldn't be doing this. I already felt guilty as if I was cheating.
To distract me from the thought of him, I flipped through some music, hoping to find inspiration for the assembly. I hated coming up short. But I was going to deliver, regardless of my relationship status.
I paced around my room for the longest time, trying to think of a song that could be catchy, was about going against the status quo and being your best, but also had a killer note I could do. I could completely save myself from being a Lima Loser all my life.
I wondered if Kurt felt like I did about us. I was going to have to talk to him before things got out of hand. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Nicole. Did you invite someone over?" he asked walking cautiously to the door.
"No. Maybe Kurt forgot something." I suggested. I walked out to see who it was too.
"Look, Mr. Schue. I know I'm kinda coming over here without tellin anyone, but I need to talk to Nicole." He turned to look at me.
"Um, Puck. What about?" I asked, turning to my room, assuming he needed privacy from Will. He followed me at a steady pace and I stopped in front of my bed, turning to face him.
"Look we need to sit down and talk." I was now the cautious one, but I sat back against the wall and he sat in front of me.
"Okay." I said, almost in a whisper. I just got lost in his eyes. I was even more assured Kurt and I weren't meant to be.
He stared into my eyes for a long moment then leaned in and kissed my neck.
"This isn't talking." I said, trying not to be interested.
He continued kissing up and down my neck and into my collarbone.
"Noah-Stop!" I said it rather loudly. I knew Will would be listening.
He pinned my wrists to the wall like Karofsky had and I turned my head away, trying to avoid it no matter how much I wanted it, but his lips still seemed to find mine.
"Hey! Get off her!" yelled Will grabbing his shoulders and tossing him to the side. "Get out here, Puck. It's time for you to go." Will forced him to the door.
"I-I'm sorry" he called as Will threw him out the door.
I cried. Technically, I had just cheated on my boyfriend.
"Are you okay?" he asked, a bit wary to touch me.
"I-I just need to be alone for a little, okay?" I looked into his dark eyes.
"Okay." he surrendered, kissing my head. "Let me know if you need anything."
I curled up against the wall and Will stared at me for a moment. My pocket buzzed and I slipped out my phone.
What time tonite?
"That's not Puckerman, is it?" Will was protectively. I didn't mind though.
"No, just Kurt. He wants to know what time tonight." I said sadly. I didn't want to break it to him, especially after this.
"I don't want you to have to face a moment like this. Especially 'cause it's not your fault. I'll tell him something came up." he walked out the door and I resorted to sobbing my pillow. I liked it. I wanted it. This was so wrong. Just hearing him talking on the phone to Burt hurt me. I could tell our relationship with the Hummels would be on the rocks.
My phone buzzed a second time.
We need 2 talk. 4 real. I'm sorry.
I know.
I can't believe I typed back, but deep inside I didn't regret.
R u mad?
I wasn't, but I couldn't tell him that. Not before I talked to Kurt.
I'm sorry...I can't do this.
Okay. I understand. I didn't mean to hurt you though.
I could tell he really meant those words. The spelling was impeccable for Noah. For anyone.
I get it. We will talk...eventually.
I hoped he didn't take those words the wrong way.
Ok. I am sorry for upsetting you.
I just cried harder. I remembered the feeling of his lips on mine and I felt fireworks. The way his hands felt, gently placing my wrists to the wall. I had to talk to Kurt.
"Will?" I called, not really wanting to get up.
"Yeah?" he said walking into the room.
"I can handle dinner. Would you tell them it's okay?" I hoped it wasn't too late.
"You're sure?" he got ready to grab a phone. I nodded.
I was going to break it off with Kurt. I just hoped he'd understand and want to stay friends.
Puck was going to get what he wanted.
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