Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Glee.
Note: This chapter was in Kurt's POV, but it'll be in Puck's POV next time. Sadly, I have to wait until next chapter to use the awesomely awesome idea Renee gave me. I made sure to give this chapter some fluff to finish it off so I can work on the next one; that's why this was so short. There's some pretty shocking stuff I have planned for the next 5 to 10 chapters, so I really want to get to that quickly. Just to set you all off, here are a few spoilers: Finn is going to give Puck a beat-down after learning a few things, Puck and Kurt will finally do it (I know some of you have been waiting for that), they'll will fall in love for reals (I don't even think that was grammatically correct), Sue keeps appearing to mess with things and what not, and the end will be awesome and nice and...well, full of glee (sorry for the bad pun XD). I hope you can handle that and not kill me for making you wait until then.
"You guys were awesome," Mr. Schuester congratulated once we finished our mash-up. "You're not taking any more of those vitamins are you?"
"No, but now I wish I did." I giggled and sat up on the piano. "It's pretty tiring when you have to move around a lot, especially when you're partners can crush you if they make the wrong move."
"Hey, you weren't complaining yesterday." Finn teased; poor guy probably didn't mean for it to sound the way it did, so I was blushing at the look Mr. Schuester gave Finn.
"Well, I think everyone else liked it too, so good job." Mr. Schuester said with a faint smile.
Finn and I talked amongst the other glee club kids after that, Puck eying the door once but joining us soon after. I could tell that Quinn and Santana were a little upset, so I wasn't at all surprised to find them waiting at my locker later on in the day, Brittany standing innocently behind them. I simply acted casual and began to file through my locker.
"We need to talk," Quinn spoke up.
"Relax, I'm not going to steal your precious Finn." I snorted and glanced at Santana. "You and I already had a discussion about Puck similar to this, didn't we? Unless, of course, you've forgotten what I told you about the things Puck does to me-"
"It's not just that," Santana snapped, interrupting me. "You have to watch out for Puck."
"Yeah, he's been acting pretty weird lately." Brittany chirped from behind the other two girls. "He got that way a couple days before he slept with Santana that one time."
Santana glared at Brittany and turned back to me. "Look, I don't need your emotional mess ruining glee when Puck finally bangs you and calls it quits. I actually like glee- but if you repeat that to anyone I'll deny it; it's like the best part of my day, and no one's going to mess with that, especially not you or Puck."
"And we all know Puck's got something up his sleeve, which isn't good." Quinn added. "You should just back out while you still can."
"Until Puck actually does the thing everyone's been warning me about, we're still going to hang out. I shouldn't give up on him just because some people are telling me to," I said briskly.
"Well you obviously haven't heard about Kimberlin Kennedy." Quinn scoffed.
"Who's Kimberlin Kennedy?" I asked, quicker than originally intended.
Santana smirked with satisfaction. "She was with Puck during Freshman year, and it seemed like they were going pretty steady until the day after the annual Christmas school dance."
"Yeah, he like, slept with her, and he dumped her the next day." Brittany added, messing with her nails.
"Some people say she left town out of heartbreak, but others say she got knocked up and gave birth to a demon with a mohawk." Quinn shuddered at that, which kind of struck me weird. Why would that creep her out?
"But I'm a guy, so I can't get pregnant, and I'm not going to leave town if he breaks my heart, which I don't think he will." I replied, running a hand across my stomach self-consciously.
"Are you sure?" Brittany asked. "Have you, like, checked down there lately to see if you have anything there? 'Cause I heard of this one guy who had nothing and he got pregnant because of that-"
"Brittany, gross!" Santana hissed, my cheeks flushing red from embarrassment. "We don't need to hear that!"
"Sorry," Brittany muttered.
"Getting back to the point, you should just stay away from Puck." Quinn sighed.
"But if I do that, Finn'll be my only option left." I said with a wicked grin. "Do you honestly want me to jump your boyfriend's bones?" Santana and Brittany gasped and Quinn glared daggers at me. I laughed. "I was only kidding, gosh. I'm not so low that I would steal someone else's man."
"That wasn't a funny joke," Quinn muttered, but I could tell that the statement relieved her of any worries she may have had.
"I've really got to meet up with someone right now, so I'll catch you girls later." I mused and closed my locker, leaving the three girls to storm off in the opposite direction.
The 'someone' I met up with was Puck, who waited by the shed out near the football field impatiently. Once I got there without anyone noticing me, he forcefully shoved me in and jumped in after me. Before I could regain my natural balance, he swept me up in his arms and his mouth was pressed firmly against mine. Moaning when his hands traveled up my shirt, I kissed back and threw my arms around his neck carelessly. He pushed me against the wall and ran his tongue along my bottom lip. Unfortunately, we were interrupted when Puck's nipple ring poked my chest through his flimsy shirt. I yelped and pushed him away.
"What'd I do?" He asked.
"It was your nipple ring," I sighed and rubbed the sore spot on my chest.
"Huh, sorry 'bout that." He smirked; the damn bastard wasn't even sorry.
"Like hell you are," I muttered.
"I am, it's just that you look so cute when you make that face, especially when it's because of something I do." He chuckled. "Well, I think you're cute in general, but still, that whole expression you do makes you look even cuter."
I blushed and looked away, crossing my arms over my chest as he leaned in towards me. "You really think I look cute?"
"Do you think I'd be in here with you if I didn't?" He laughed and gave my cheek a quick peck. The thing that got me the most was that he sounded sincere about it. Unfortunately, the stiffness in the room was bringing down the joy I was feeling; I needed some fresh air.
"You do realize that we'll have to come out of the closet eventually, right?" I said. He frowned.
"Well, yeah, but I didn't think that you're so willing to tell people that we swap spit and things like that." He frowned, I laughed.
"I mean that we need to get out of this closet; I can't really breath in here." I explained, giving him a kiss to calm him down.
"Next time, be careful on how you word your sentences." He chuckled against my lips.
Next thing I know, he hears Sue yelling at people in the hall as she made her way to what I assumed was Principal Figgins office and he makes up some excuse on how he has to pee really badly.
"You've been making out with me for almost ten minutes and you now just realize that you have to tinkle?" I hissed as he popped the door open.
"I have no control over my body; this was really unexpected." I could tell he was lying. "I'll call you later, okay? We'll meet up at the music room after school if I don't see you again. Catch you later!"
And so he took off running down the hall toward the bathroom. I realized later on that the boys' bathroom was in the other direction. I swear, that man is so sneaky and confusing.