You can't always get what you want
Summary: set after sectionals. Kurt is feeling down after being stood up by a date, and he knows who he wants to comfort him, but is it who he needs? Chapters named after Zanna Don't songs for a reason, not just me being random. Rated m just to be sure, kurt/oc, eventual Kurt/puck.
I don't not own glee or glee related products (believe me, if I did, there would be a lot more Kurt and Puck action), oh, I also don't own any zanna, don't songs (damn, I don't own anything cool :( )
Chapter fourteen
Tis a far far better thing I do
The next day was when it started. The next day was when everyone knew about them. Puck had always picked on kids, he had always thrown them in dumpsters, slushied them, beaten them up, but he had never been on the receiving end on it. Until now. The worst lesson was English, where, unfortunately, puck sat next to Kurt, which was good, but in front of brad, which was bad. Very bad. During the boring lecture on some old book, puck sent Kurt a text, saying:
Hey babe, what you wearing ;-) Kurt looked at puck with a bemused look, and texted back
Erm… you know what i'm wearing.
I know, I'm trying to sext here, can you go with it?
Oh, sure. I'm wearing nothing baby, wbu?
Even less. I'm thinking about you right now. This is when they heard a voice behind them say
"Err, miss, these two are texting in class." The teacher walked up to Kurt and puck, and grabbed their phones. She then proceeded to read out the texts to the rest of the class.
Fabulous Kurt thought just what I need. Humiliation.
After the classroom incident, there was no doubt in anyone's minds anymore. Kurt Hummel and Noah puckerman were an item. Not many people seemed to care, and Kurt and puck thought that they had avoided the majority of the bullying. Thought being the key word. Just as they were walking down the hall, they were surrounded by a load of meathead jocks. Puck recognized this immediately; Kurt only noticed when he saw the slushies in each individual jocks hand. No insults were said, no words were exchanged, puck just grabbed Kurt's hand, and closed his eyes, ready for the shower of coldness thank god for my shaved head.
They entered the (thankfully empty) boy's toilets to clean the cherry flavoured ice off of them. Puck placed Kurt's head over the sink and started washing it out of his boyfriends hair
"Sorry about this babe." He said as he washed
"It's not your fault, some people are just idiots. They don't understand."
"Well, I suppose. Like E.M. Forster said…"
"Wait, hold on" Kurt said, as he sat up "E.M. Forster?"
"I'm smarter than people think. Also, and this is something no one else knows, one of my favourite books is his final published work Maurice. Anyway, he said, it's not the thing itself people hate, but the idea of it. We're going to have to get used to it, at least until graduation."
"I suppose your right." The bell rang, and Kurt left for maths. Puck hung around in the toilets for a bit, until he saw Finn entering. He started to leave, but one of the cubicle doors opened and he was stopped by brad.
"What's the rush puckerman?" brad grabbed pucks shoulders, and turned him roughly around to face Finn. That's when a fist came flying towards his face. For the next hours or so, outside the boy's toilets, all that could be heard were screams of pain, and cries for help.
The door opened an hour later, and Finn and brad came out the door, and faced each other.
"That felt good." Finn said "I've wanted to do that for years."
"Me too." Brad kissed Finn lightly, and they walked off, subtly holding hands.
Kurt walked into the toilets at the end of the day, dying for his skin care. He entered his normal cubicle, and let out a high pitched scream. There was Noah puckerman, former school stud and hard man, bleeding incredibly, and unconscious.
A/N: I know, I know, it's been forever, but I have three excuses:
writers block (the dreaded curse)
computer crashed, took flipping ages
EXAMS! God I hate them
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