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Chapter 5:

"If you're not comfortable with it, why don't you just tell your dad that you don't want to live with Puck?" Mercedes asked as she helped him packed his clothes. Three days from now, he would fly to New York and live with Puck in an off campus dorm four blocks from the university. It was really surreal that he was soon leaving Lima, the place where he grew up and met some of the most important people in his life like Mercedes. He remembered the time when he had told his dad that there was no need for him to attend college because of his condition but his dad insisted. His dad had told him that he was still entitled to a normal life and who knew, he might surpass the 'deadline' his doctors gave him.

"You know my dad Cedes. If he has an idea in his head, there's no stopping him so might as well not argue," Kurt said as he folded a pair of Armani jeans and carefully placed it in one of his luggage.

"Are you sure you wanted to live with that guy?" Mercedes asked. "He told you he hates you." There was a hint of anger in his best friend's voice.

Kurt bit his lower lip. "He was just angry that's why he said that."

Mercedes rolled her eyes. "That's the problem with you Kurt. You always see the best in people as if they are not capable of doing bad things. Puck is a major jerk. He told you he hates you and he doesn't even know you. What kind of person is that?" Mercedes spat out as she put a death grip on one of his favorite scarves. Kurt grimaced but decided not to call Mercedes on it because it was clear that his best friend was annoyed.

"I couldn't blame him. He gave up his normal life and I understand him for having such behavior," Kurt said in a low voice. He couldn't understand himself why he was defending Puck. He just felt the need to do it.

"Geez Kurt, you told me that Puck will still continue to date his girlfriend. How's that giving up a normal life?" Kurt snapped his eyes shut. Mercedes had a point.

"Well it wouldn't be as normal as before because now they have to be discreet."

Mercedes, once again, rolled her eyes. "Whatever Kurt. Stop defending that asshole will you?"

"I'm – "

"If I could be in NYU with you, I will be there," Mercedes said, cutting him off. "I wouldn't let you be alone with that Puck person, I don't like him."

This was another sad thing about going to college. He and Mercedes were accepted at different universities. Mercedes was off to UCLA and he to NYU. Kurt would surely miss the impromptu trips to the mall, day spa, and movie marathons. Thinking about it brought tears to his eyes but both of them were mature enough to know that high school days were over and they were off to a new adventure. They just had to be strong for one another even though they were going separate ways.

Kurt cleared his throat. "Don't worry Cedes, I can take of myself." Mercedes looked at him with a concern look on her face then she walked toward him and hugged him tightly.

"I love you Kurt. And if that asshole hurt you, I'm gonna make sure it'll be the last thing he'll do," Mercedes whispered in his ears and despite of the drama, he laughed.

"Mercedes Jones, you are one big bitch," he said jokingly.

"And you know you love this biatch," Mercedes retorted and they both hugged again.

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Puck knew the moment Kurt walked in the Puckermans' huge living room, Kurt had seen him and Quinn in a heavy make out session but he didn't pull away from her but instead, he went in full force. He wanted to tell Kurt that he belonged to Quinn and no else. He watched Kurt from the corner of his eyes while he nipped and sucked on Quinn's neck. Kurt looked like he was doused in cold water and he looked even paler.

"Uh hey Kurt, didn't see you there," Puck said as he pulled away from Quinn. Quinn's eyes went wide as if she was caught cheating. He definitely needed to remind his girlfriend that there was nothing to feel conscious about.

"Uhm, sorry. Your housekeeper let me in," Kurt muttered, not meeting his gaze. "I should go." Kurt was about to turn on his heel when Quinn stopped him.

"Uh no stay here. I should be the one to go. I have to go home anyway," she said and Puck raised an eyebrow.

"Hey baby, call me okay?" Puck said seductively as he gave a sexy kiss on Quinn. She quickly said goodbye and left him and Kurt alone. He noticed Kurt was getting uncomfortable every minute.

"So what brought you here?" Puck asked as he slumped lazily on the huge comfortable couch of living room.

"Your mom invited me for dinner," Kurt answered matter-of-factly as he sat awkwardly a foot from him. Dinner? He knew that his mom went out with a couple of her friends and would be home tomorrow. That manipulative bitch. He knew his mom wanted him and Kurt together.

"There's no dinner," Puck said bluntly. "My mom just wanted us to be together so he invited you." He snorted in disgust. He couldn't believe that his mom was forcing the issue. He didn't give a flying fuck about what she wanted to happen. Puck knew that his mom wanted him to get to know Kurt better. Like it would turn him gay all of a sudden if he did that.

Kurt's hand flew to his mouth and he was damn blushing. Puck shook his head. Kurt was definitely the queen of the fairies. He couldn't believe he was married to him.

"What are you waiting for?" Puck asked as he raised an eyebrow at Kurt. "Go home."

"I…I can't," Kurt stammered and Puck thought Kurt was almost in tears. What the hell?

"What do you mean you can't?"

"Our driver won't be fetching me until nine o' clock. I thought the dinner will end by that time. And I think he's off to the hospital with his wife."

Puck scowled. "Well it's not my problem anymore," he said as he stood up from the couch. "I don't care what you do but I'm going to Quinn." He definitely wouldn't stay with Kurt and waste his precious time.

"Can you just drive me home? Please?" Kurt pleaded and Puck almost gave in to that pleading voice but he stood by his decision to make Kurt's life as hard as possible.

"No," Puck said flatly as he left Kurt alone in the living room.

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Kurt was in a panic mode. Why in the name of all the good and holy did he choose this time to forget his medicines? His medicines. Kurt shuddered. He glanced at his wrist watch and it was almost seven thirty in the evening. He had been sitting alone in the Puckermans' living room for at least an hour. One of the housekeepers offered him food but he refused to eat. He tried to get hold of his dad but he had only reached his voice mail. He even tried to call home but nobody was answering. He wondered where all their housekeepers went. Then he remembered, it was Friday night and all their housekeepers were allowed to go out and enjoy themselves.

Kurt then decided to walk home. Or if he was lucky, he could hitchhike. Whatever it would take to go home and take his medicines. God knew what would happen if he missed it.

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It was raining hard when Puck arrived home. He had been at the Fabrays to resume the make out session with his girlfriend and his goofy smile had been on his face all the way home. He was greeted with one of their housekeepers as she gave him a towel.

"Did Kurt go home already?" Puck asked as he took off his shoes.

"Half an hour ago young sir," the housekeeper answered.

"Who fetch him?"

"He walked home. I told him to stay because it was raining but he insisted that he has to go home."

Shit.Puck thought. He almost had an accident while on his way home because of the heavy rain. If Kurt walked home, he was surely stranded somewhere. Shit, shit, shit.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Kurt's number. Kurt answered after three rings. "Where are you?"

"I don't know. I'm near a gas station. I don't know." Puck heard the panic in Kurt's voice and he felt a knot in his stomach. He could even hear the howling wind from the earpiece. "You're stupid, you shouldn't have left."

"Puck, come and get me please," Kurt pleaded and Puck could almost hear Kurt's teeth chattered.

"Okay, stay there. Just text me the landmarks you can see and I'll try to figure it out."

"Oh…okay."

"Just stay there. I'm coming," Puck said then hung up and when he was about to toss it on the couch, it rung.

It was Quinn and she was crying. "Noah, I need you here, please."

"Quinn what? Why?" Puck asked as he put on his shoes.

"Just get here please. I need you to be here." Quinn was sobbing and Puck couldn't resist it when Quinn cried.

"Fine. I'll be there," he said

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It was almost midnight when Puck arrived home from Quinn's. He couldn't believe the reason why Quinn cried. She had cried because as soon as he left, a letter from NYU arrived which announced that she was chosen for a presidential scholarship. The Fabrays called for an unannounced party and Puck just found himself drinking booze and grinding with Quinn. He was lucky he was not charged with DUI.

As soon as he stumbled inside the main entrance of their home, one of the housekeepers ran into him.

"Did you find Mr. Kurt?" the housekeeper asked in a concerned voice.

Puck suddenly sobered up.

Fuck. He forgot about Kurt.