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Chapter 2:

"Kurt."

No response.

"Kurt."

No response.

"Hummel, stop staring at Puck. What is wrong with you boy?"

Kurt was suddenly awake from his trance. What did Mercedes say? He averted his gaze from Puck who was busily getting his things from his locker. Summer was finally over and they were back in the jungle called school.

"What Cedes?" He asked. Oh dear Lord, did Cedes catch me staring at Puck? He thought. No, please, no.

"You were staring at Puck." Mercedes said accusingly.

"I'm not." He said as he continued to stare at Puck while pretending he was staring at someone else. It was a hard task huh.

"Oh c'mon Kurt, if Puck could be naked with your stares, we will be all drooling by now with his naked glory." Mercedes said. "What is wrong with you?"

"Like what I told you, I am not staring at him." Kurt said stubbornly as he opened his own locker and started stuffing it with his newly bought school materials. "Why should I?"

"Because Puck looks very drool worthy right now. He's much tanner and muscular the last time I saw him and I thought you probably noticed too."

Kurt raised a delicate eyebrow at his best friend but he secretly thanked Armani that Mercedes dropped the subject. He did not want anyone else to know. He would have to deal it with himself until he figured it all.

"Really? I don't notice at all." He lied. Of course he did notice for crying out loud.

"Take a look." Mercedes said and he looked then Mercedes called Puck. Puck looked up from his locker and waved in their direction and gave them a sexy smirk. He was so going to kill his best friend. He knew Mercedes did it on purpose.

Just stay there. Kurt thought with a lot of panic. He was hyper aware of the fact that he was red like a tomato right now. He couldn't deal with Puck being with them at this moment. Thankfully, one of the jocks approached Puck and engaged him in a conversation.

"Oh my God Kurt, hell no!" Mercedes suddenly exclaimed as she stared hard at him. She grabbed him by the arms and led him down the hallway then they stopped at a corner where no one could hear them.

Kurt crossed his arms across his chest and Mercedes mirrored him. They stared hard at each other. After few seconds of silence, Mercedes spoke again.

"Kurt Hummel, whatever you are feeling right now, stop it immediately." She scolded and her face looked so serious it scared him. How could Mercedes read him so easily? "Just stop okay."

"I can't." He muttered under his breath but he was sure Mercedes heard him correctly because her eyes went wide. "I can't turn off my feelings just like that."

"Have you forgotten what he did to you? The dumpsters, the slushies?" Mercedes asked incredulously.

Kurt let out a chuckle. He had psycho analyzed himself the rest of the summer when he started feeling something for Puck. He had spent restless nights thinking about his feelings and how did it develop to something irrevocable. He knew that it was stupid and pointless. He made a promise to himself that after Finn, he would not go for another straight guy. It was not good for his well being. Not to mention his mental health. He thought of all the bad things Puck did to him. All the hurtful words Puck had thrown on him, countless slushies, pee balloons and all that jazz. But when his mind drifted to that one hug Puck gave him at the garage, all those hateful things disappeared into oblivion. He did not quite figure it out himself. How could a hug kick his feelings out for the jock? In the first place, he did not have any feelings at all for Puck aside from loathing. But then, that one hug kind of introduced him to a different side of the resident bad ass. Kurt felt really special when Puck opened up to him.

"Cedes, trust me, I haven't forget about those but this is something I can't control." He said matter-of-factly.

"Kurt baby, this is Puck we are talking about not some kind of a saint." Kurt winced at his best friend's catty words.

Kurt nodded. "Just give me some time. Maybe I will wake one day and leave this stupid feeling behind." He assured Mercedes and he was rewarded with a smile and a hug.

"Let's go and look for other eye candies. I heard there's a new transfer." Mercedes said as she slipped her arms in his and they started to walk to their first period. As they walked, they passed by Puck and Kurt accidentally looked at his direction. Puck caught his eyes and gave him a smirk and he automatically smiled back despite the blood rushing to his face. He watched as Puck chuckled upon seeing his red face. Kurt glared at him and Puck just raised an eyebrow. God, he looked so gorgeous. Kurt thought as his face heated up again.

"Puckerman, go die somewhere will you?" Mercedes snapped. Right Cedes, ruin the moment. Thank you very much.

"Chill Aretha." Puck said huskily as he walked to their direction and Kurt couldn't help but stare. Puck was wearing a white V-Neck shirt and he could almost see the faint tanned expanse of his chest. This is so not helping you Kurt. He scolded himself. "I was just enjoying a beautiful view. Is that a crime or something?"

"Don't mess with my boy Puck." Mercedes warned.

"Or?"

"You won't be making little Puckermans." Mercedes said coolly and Puck just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever Jones." Puck said as he walked past them. "See you around Kurt." Oh my God, did he just moan my name? Kurt asked himself and blushed at the thought.

Damn, he got it bad.

Kurt froze on his track when he saw Puck leaning against his Navigator. He knew that Puck was supposed to be in the football tryout right now but there he was looking like the wind was knocked out of him. Kurt quietly approached him and when he got nearer, he cleared his throat to get Puck's attention.

Puck looked up at him and Kurt felt a little tugging in his heart when he saw Puck's eyes. They looked really sad and empty. "Kurt." He said in a low voice.

"Hey. What's going on?" Kurt asked.

"Quinn's back in the Cheerios." Puck said as if he was in pain. "She will be popular again and I will have no chance anymore."

Kurt tried to ignore the painful squeeze in his heart. Puck needed him at this moment. Maybe that one hug had bonded them in an unexplainable way. "Don't say that."

Puck let out a chuckle. "Might as well give it up." He said as he stood up straight. "Maybe I should just give up on girls all together. What do you say Kurt?"

Kurt was lost. Did he hear right?

"Wanna go out with me?" Puck asked as he towered over Kurt.

Kurt felt like fainting at that time but he made a tiny nod. What the hell? You are insane Kurt. Take it back! This was just another cruel prank.

"Cool. See you after tryouts." Puck said as he leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on his already flushed cheek.

Tell him no. Kurt scolded himself as he watched Puck jogged away from him.

"Puck." He called out. Puck stopped and looked over his shoulder. Say no. "Good luck. See you after."

Way to go Hummel. He thought as he slumped weakly against his Navigator.

A/N: Sorry for some spelling mistakes and whatnot. Reviews are welcome. Skadoosh.