AN: I am Canadian, so my humour is very dry pan and corny. So what I might find funny, you might think it stupid. So sorry for any inconvince this causes, but I thought I'd let you know.
Pucks P.O.V
Hope you guys like it
I made Puck really cheesy and corny in this chapter
And I might be making Sam too abusive, but these things can/will/do happen in abusive relationships
And Im probably making Puck to much in love with Kurt, but what the hell its a story
An other thing, the characters might have alittle bit different personalitys than on the show. I dont do glee characters well, sorry
The world stills spins, my names still Madison, and I still don't own glee. Damn
Im a horrible speller so I apoligize.
I will be at camp for a week with some friends so I have no electricity so I can't write an other thats why it took so long to writre and put up
Chapter 6-He will be loved
"Hey, dumbass!" I called out, indicating Sam.
"For that last time Puckerman, its Sam!" He called back, tightening the grip he had on Kurts arm, causing Kurt to cry out.
Something inside me just snapped.
I bolted to Evans and Kurt, probably making the school shake with each step.
Hey, what can I say? When I'm angry, I'm angry.
"Let go of him" I threatened.
"Or what?" he teased back.
"Very mature. Like I haven't heard that one before!"
"Shut the fuck up and leave me alone"
"Listen to me, you little piece of shit, I swear when I get you alone I'm gonna..."
"Gonna what? Fuck my brains out?" He said all bitchy
"What the hell?"
"C'mon Puck, I know"
"You don't know anything!"
"Oh yeah?"
"As I was saying, I'm gonna pound you into a plup. Put you on life support, so that each breath is a struggle"
"No you won't"
"Huh?"
"Kurt, leave" Sam turned to Kurt
"Huh? Sam, please..."
"Now" He snapped
"No, look I have too.."
"Did you just say no? To me? Your boyfriend?"
"Nnn-no I d-didn't" Kurt stuttered.
"Where would you be without me? Back in the dumpster? In the girls bathroom, since if I recall correctly, which I do, Puck banished you from the boys bathroom, cleaning off grape slushie on your new white skinny jeans. You'd be no where, no one"
"Okay, Sam, I'll go" he said in a small childish voice.
"Thanks babe" He kissed Kurts cheek gently, and let the slender boy slip away
"What the fuck was that!" I yelled
"Uhh, someone needs to put him back in his place"
"No, Sam, this isnt right. I promised Kurt, but this is for his own good. I am going to have to tell someone"
"No you won't" he replied flatly
"What? Look, I'm not Kurt. I can, and will beat you up"
"No you won't"
"Listen up pretty boy-"
"I'll hurt Kurt" he interupted
"Oh, you've already done that"
"Fine. I'll hurt you"
"Again Evans, I can beat you up"
"Im sure you can"
"What the hell is going on?"
"I'll make sure you'll never see Kurt again"
"What?"
"Ill make Kurt hate you. I can, and I will."
"How?"
"Oh, considering, well, that your you, it won't take 10 minutes" he smirked
"Kurt won't hate me. Besides, I havent done anything bad to Kurt in a long time"
"Oh, I know. But you did get, like, half the school against him"
"Huh?"
"Gosh your stupid. Thanks to you, like eveyone is homophobic."
"No, I didn't" I said, more to myself than to him
"Oh, but you did"
"Still, it only made Kurt stronger and hes over it"
"Is he?"
"Is he?" My voice shook. I tired not to show any fear, because guys like Evans can taste that.
"Scared?"
Shit.
"Not of you"
"You should be"
"Why?"
"You'll see" And he walked off.
As the final bell rang, I grunted. Normally, I would be happy that school let out, but today it was Thrusday. And Thrusday means glee.
I love glee, don't get me wrong. But today, I don't think I can handle Sam and Kurt all lovey-dovey. I hadn't seen Kurt today, but I heard he has another black eye. And I knew it was form Sam.
Gosh, why are people so stupid? Why can't they see that Kurt's hurting and he needs help. Fast. But in Lima, well theres only buttheads here, so I guess thats why no one has noticed.
I made my way, as slowly as I could, too glee.
Of course, when I entered the door, Rachel was trying to take all the solos. Again.
"Rachel, I think 7 solos is enough." Mercedes assured her.
"Well, ten solos never hurt anyone..."
"No!" the whole glee yelled out in union
The jewish girl just stuck up her nose and crossed her arms, making a "hmmmm" sound.
I looked at my fellow glee members before me (gosh, I have got to stop watching TV with my little sister) and saw happy. And a whole lot of it. I gazed over the room.
Tina was sitting on Artie's lap, her legs dangling off the side of his wheelchair and arms aroung his neck. They were talking all cute and blushing at eachother.
Mike and Brittany were holding hands while sharing a starbucks frap or something like. Brittany was giggling because Mike crossed his eyes and tried to lick the whip cream on his nose. He knew he looked ridicilous but he'd do anything to make Britts happy.
Rachel and Matt were having their little playful argruments about something I couldn't care less about. Which would end up in them laughing and kissing.
Finn and Mercedes were all cuddly and giddy, flirting like mad.
And now, Kurt and Sam. I winced, quickly shutting my eyes as I turned to the corner I knew they'd be sitting in.
Kurt was leaning into Sam, his back against Sam's chest. Kurt's cheek rested on Sam's broad shoulders while he snuggled his small nose into the crook of Evan's neck.
Sam was styleing Kurt's hair in different 'doos' while Kurt intertwined their fingers, staring at their locked hands in awe. Sam was telling Kurt how amazing he was and Kurt just blushed and giggled.
The dumbass hunger pains came back, worse than ever.
"Kurt really does love Sam" Quinn came up behind me.
"Huh?" I jumped, startled.
"Even after what Sam did too him" Quinn shook her head in disapointment.
"Why though?"
"I wish I knew."
"Why not me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, is he's going out with a rapist who hits him he might aswell go out with a ass who used to bully him" I shrugged, tears filling my eyes
"C'mon, lets sit down and talk" Quinn said, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the hallway.
I was glad no one was there because by now, tears were falling down my face.
"You really do like him, don't you?"
"No" I replied.
Quinn gave me a shocked look.
"I love him" I said
"Ohh. Then why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you do that stuff to him?"
"I don't know. I always liked him. But, I guess when I got a bit older, when other guys were talking about girls, I thought about Kurt. I got so mad at him for being so cute and making me like him. But I knew I wasn't gay. So I just kept denieing my feelings. And when I finally did accept it, I knew he would never feel the same way. So, I would throw him in dumpsters just to get to hold him. I would call him 'fag' and 'queer' just to see that cute little eye roll and watch his hips sway as he walked away. I loved hearing him bitch at Dave. And I love how hot he looks when he's all flushed and frustrated. Do you know why I would always bug him when he was on the football team? Because I couldn't hug him or talk to him so I just...well you know" I finished, sighing. Surprizingly, it felt good to let out my feelings, or whatever they were.
"Thats really awesome, but Im no the one you need to tell..." Quinn put her hand on my arm.
"But, I can't. He won't listen. And he's with Sam" I rolled my eyes and snorted.
"You could, sing him a song?" She sugested
"Do you think that would work?" I asked, hope filling my voice.
"Well, its a start"
"Hey, Kurt?" I asked, urgencey in my voice
"Oh, hello Noah" he said calmly
"I have to tell you something..."
"Yeah?"
"Uhm. Well, you see...theres this girl" Gosh I'm pathectic! Just tell him how you feel!
"Your not pathectic, Puck"
"Noah." I corrected. "And I said that out loud?" I asked, nervously
"Yeah, you did" he said solfty, patting my chest in reasurrance
"Well, there's this girl"
"So I heard"
"And, she's nice"
"Is this the same girl you and Finn fought over?" Kurt raised an eyebrow
"Yep"
"So, what about her?"
"She has a stupid boyfriend. And I think she deserves way better. Like me"
"Santana?"
"Hey! And no. We are done."
"Oh, okay. So, let me guess. Your trying to win her love of something like that?"
"Yeah, pretty much. But I want to sing her a song, in glee. Any suggestions?"
"Huh, depends what your going for. Very romantic like, Im-in-love-with-you, or just a cute little song like, I-really-like-you?"
"Well, if you were the girl I was singing too, what would you want?"
"I dunno" Kurt shrugged. Damn bastard
"Really? What's up Kurt?"
"Can you keep a secret?"
"Yeah..."
"Sam is a douche. He hurts me, calls me names. He's a bully. He raped me. Like, what the fuck?"
I chuckled because you wouldn't expect Kurt to swear.
"Oh, Im glad my pain and misery is amusing"
"No, no. I wasnt laughing at that" I said, but Kurt didn't look convinced.
"Please Kurt. I wanna talk to you. Whats wrong?"
"But I love him."
"You-you, what?" I yelped. Oh my gosh, he loves Sam? "You, love h-him?"
"Yeah, but I dont't want to! I mean, I don't deserve that! Or do I?" Kurt sniffled, obvisously trying hard not to cry. I pulled him in for a hug, but he pushed away.
"Don't. I know you don't want to be seen with the fag. You might catch gay, remember?"
"Kurt! Don't you dare ever say anything like that again." I said very sternly.
"And of course you don't deserve this. No one does." I continued, this time, comfort replaced the sternlyness.
"Well thanks. But I have to get going now..." He said, turing to leave.
"Wait. Kurt, please stay?"
I heard alittle sigh.
"Are you okay Noah?"
"No. Have you ever loved someone so much that you hate it? It, like, makes you sick? But all you want to do it kiss tham and cuddle and tell them their beautiful and that you'll make everything okay again?"
"Yeah..." Kurt said, probably thinking of Sam.
"Well, I kinda feel that way about...about..." Was I going to tell him? Or lie?
"About who?"
"I can't tell you" I broke down. I was so mad, at everyone. Kurt, Kurt's parents, Finn, Quinn and Sam. Everyone. Exspecailly me. But I didn't cry. Not infront of Kurt. I was suppose to be the strong one. I was so jealous. I mean why can't Kurt just dumped Sam for me?
"It's okay to cry..." He said softly
Something inside me just burst open and let all my anger and frustration out.
"No! I can't! Just, just, go away! Leave! I hate you!" I screamed, punching the wall above his head so hard my knuckles split.
I instantlly regretted it.
"Kurt, I.." I said, remorse and regret replaced the anger in my voice. I began to lift my hand, attempting to place it on his rosy cheeks. Instead, his hand smacked mine as tears filled his eyes
"I thought we were friends..?" His voice sounded like a little innocent kid.
"We are, its just-"
"I thought...I mean...I trusted you!" He raised his voice
"No, Kurt, I didn't mean it.."
"I needed your help! I told you my secrets, let you in, I, I..." He left it there
"Kurt, you were the only person who let me be Noah. You were my only true friend who accepted me fully. Please Kurt. I want to help you. But you need to break up with Sam. You can't trust him. He doesn't deserve you. You can't trust him..."
"No"
"What?" I said, shocked
"Lately, I don't know who to trust. So, just leave me alone. Because, you know what?"
"What?" I replied cockly.
"I hate you too" he said flatly. Walking away with his head held high and hips swaying
A week. A fucking week and Kurt Hummel has not talked to me yet.
Gosh, I hate him. But I don't. I guess I kind of deserve it though. I did say I hate you and almost punched him. But I didn't.
"Mr. Schue, I would like to discuss the matter of-"
"Uhh, thanks Rachel, but Puck made a request to sing"
Everyone had shocked looks on their faces.
Both Quinn and Santana gave me a hell-no look.
"This ones for Kurt" I said, positioning my guitar
"Beauty queen of only seventeen"
Kurt jaw dropped to the floor.
"He had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help him
H always belonged to someone else"
As I sang, I looked up at Sam. He was sitting there with a mean look on his face.
" I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the boy with the broken smile
Ask him if she wants to stay awhile
And he will be loved
He will be loved"
As I sang that line, a single tear fell down Kurt's cheek
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore"
That was so true. It doesn't matter. I was so insercure and ashamed of myself for loving him. Scared that the football team beat me up or getting slushied everyday but it doesn't matter any more.
"Its' not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want"
I watched Kurts eyes fill with appreciation
" I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the boy with the broken smile
Ask him if he wants to stay awhile
And he will be loved
And he will be loved
And he will be loved
And he will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car"
Okay, lets get something straight. I'm not a creeper. A few times I came over to his house and he was in his car, crying or singing softly or eating chocolate
"Know all the things that make you who you are"
Sam doesn't. I know that for a fact.
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch him every time he falls"
" He's controlling you! He doesn't really love you!"
"Yes, yes he does!" Kurt cried, shaking his head.
"Well, not like me! Kurt, I'd do anything for you. I would never, ever hit you. I'd protect you. I would hold your hand in public, hugg you tight and kiss you infront of everybody. I'd tell you I love you everyday. I think your beautiful Kurt. Does Sam? I wouldn't hide our relationship. I would buy your favourite musicals and watch thoose chick-flick movies you love. I'd never pressure you into having sex. I'd never ever make you cry. I would go shoping with you and spend every cent I have on you. Id find ways to embarass myself just to make you laugh. Would Sam? " I took a deep breathe in.
"Please Puck?" He gave me these puppy eyes, and I almosted, almosted wanted to cry and hug him so tight his eyes would pop out of his head. Just kidding, that would be weird. But I did want to scopp him up and ran away.
"Why? Look Kurt, Im sorry, but I have to do something about it" I said, getting up to leave.
"Noah?"
"Yeah?" I looked back
"Please?"
**
"Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the boy with the broken smile
Ask him if he wants to stay awhile
And he will be loved
And he will be loved
And he will be loved
And he will be loved
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Yeah
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Try so hard to say goodbye"
I sang softly as the music came to an end.
I heard clapping from all over the room, but a voice, no louder than a whisper, broke through it all.
"Noah?" Kurt asked
"Kurt?" I stood up and walked towards him.
We looked into eachothers eyes, and finally, I took him into my arms.
He buried his face into my chest as I stroked his hair.
"Thank you" He said, looking up too my face, placing his chin flat against my chest.
And thats all he said. All he needed to say.
So watch out New Directions,
because Kurt Hummel,
will be mine.
AN:
Was it too soon for Puck to sing a song to Kurt?
I didn't want it to be to lovey-dovey or anything like that though. I thought this song was appropreiate.
Any suggestions for the next chapter? Please?
Like, should Kurt and Puck go on a date, as 'friends'?
And should I put more of Puck's and Kurt's friendship too?
The song Puck sang to Kurt ( i do not own )
SHE WILL BE LOVED BY MAROON 5