Chapter 8-What Hurts the Most
AN:hope you guys liked it. I know excuses are no excuse, but I had a bunch of huge school assignments last week and I had writers block. So sorry for the long wait. I hope this was worth the wait. It kinda just came to me. It wrote its self. Some parts are ify but i hope thats okay.
Unfortuneatly, theres not alot of Puckurt in this, but I will make it up to you in the next chapter.
WARNING: PAST KUM! In a part of the chapter, Sam sings a song to Kurt and there is memories of when they were together. Please no Kum bashing. I honestly ship the pair, but I love Puck/Kurt way more. But if you can't handle past Kurt/Sam, please don't read this chapter or skip through that part.
Trust me, you'll know when I own glee ;)
Plese reveiw and fav. It means alot
I really liked how the ending turned out...hope you do too :)
Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes
Sam didn't come to school all week. Niether did Kurt.
But somehow everyone knows they broke up.
Theres a bunch of stories and rumors, like Kurt was cheating on Sam, Sam raped Kurt, Sam and Kurt got jumped and Sam just ran for it and didn't get help for Kurt. Some stupid shit like that.
I still don't know the whole story, but I know it wasn't pretty.
"Puck?"
"Huh?" I said, turning around to see Quinn staring at me with her reddened, puffy eyes.
"I guess you heard the news?" She sniffed
"Yeah..." I tried to act sympathectic about it, but kinda failed. I was not at all sorry that Kurt broke up with Evans. The only thing I'm sorry about is that he didn't do it sooner.
"I...I..they...why...Kurt...Sam...love" was all she could choke out, before bursting into tears.
"Hey,hey. It's okay. Do you wanna go somewhere and talk?" I akwardly placed my hand on her shoulder, not really knowing what to do.
"Uhh, yeah"
When we got outside, I squinted my eyes. It was raining. Perfect. I drapped my letterman jacket over her, though it didn't do much good
"So, whats up?"
"Kurt broke up with Sam, and, and n-now they are both heartbroken!" Quinn sobbed, burying her face into my shirt. When she finally pulled away, it was soaking from tears and all snotty
"Look, I know it might be hard now, but Sam can't hurt Kurt anymore"
"But Sam didn't hurt K-Kurt"
"Quinn, stop being in denial." I said strenly, pulling my hand off of her shoulder.
She looked up, red puffy eyes, dripping mascara and a runny nose.
"But Puck, they love eachother! Sam was, like the only gay guy here"
"Hey, I'm hummelsexual...its not gay or anything but..."
"Hummelsexual?"
"Yeah..?"
"Why am I not surprised?" Quinn rolled her eyes and rubbed her nose.
"Hey! I think it's an awesome creative name, thank you very much. Made it up myself"
"Puck, you really are something"
"I know." I smirked "And don't be sad Kurt and Sam broke up. Hell, you should be happy. Kurt can do way better and he won't be controlled by Sam anymore."
"Your right. What kind of a best friend am I?"
"Quinn, its okay. But Kurt will find love. And whoever gets that love, well he is goning to be the most luckiest guy ever."
"I know. Its just that I don't want to see Kurt get hurt anymore."
"Listen, it's not your fault, or Kurt's. Guys here are just retards. Kurt loves with everything he has, and people are, and will take advantage of that. But he's strong."
"Yeah, I guess your right..."
We sat in slience for a while, and I finally spoke up.
"Quinn?"
"Yeah?"
"I love him, more than anything. And I know it seems impossible because we're not dating and he doesn't like me back and all that, but, I can just kinda feel it, you know?"
"Did you feel that way about me?" She asked, hope filling her eyes
I bit my bottom lip, and looked away. With the baby and all, I felt like I had to. Like it was my job or something. I thought I loved her, but I think I mistakened lust with love. Maybe I did love her. But with Kurt, its, just, different.
"It's okay Puck. Don't apologize or feel bad for anything. Just, promise this me you'll do this for Kurt"
"Anything. Unless its like kill somebody."
"Oh, Puck, Puck, Puck," she said, shaking her head, smiling.
"I know. Im awesome" I smirked, kissing my guns.
"Please protect him, okay? It sound chesey I know, but I can't protect him like you can. Against the jocks and Sam and Karofksy."
"I will always protect him. I promise. I won't let anyone hurt him like Sam ever again. I love him."
"Trust me, Noah. I know."
The next week I walked into glee with a huge smile on my face and Kurt's hand in mine. We're not dating, yet, but since Sam it outta the picture, someone needs to cuddle and hold hands with my princess.
When we walked past Sam, I squeezed Kurt's hand to let him know that I was here for him. Sam looked up at us, red tired eyes and all. It looked like he had been crying. Good.
Kurt and Sam shared a moment, like just staring at eachother. It was probably only a few seconds but it felt like a lifetime.
Sam's eyes filled with anger, jealously and regret.
Kurt's eyes had pain and wonder in them. They whispered 'How could you do that to me? I loved you!' while Sam just shook his head, not knowing why.
finaly broke their stare down and Kurt's eyes lost contact with Sams.
We took our seats, and I could tell Kurt was trying not to cry. Without really thinking, I just placed him on my lap and rested my chin on the top of his head.
"Hmmhhmm" coughed. It was extremly akward and you could cut the tension with knife.
Everything seemed different. When I looked over the room, I didn't see happy like I did before.
Tina wasn't sitting on Artie's lap.
Mike and Brittany weren't giggling and holding hands.
Finn and Mercedes weren't flirting.
Rachel wasn't even talking!
And Kurt wasn't in Sam's arms.
"So, uhh. Let's get started. Any one have a song to sing?"
Sam slowly rose his hand, not looking up.
"Okay Sam, go for it."
Kurt's eyes were wide open now. Sam got up and walked to the front like an emo robot or something. He was wearing an unreadable expression on his face.
This time, he didn't say it was for Kurt. Or his baby. Or his love.
(Aurthors Note: The words itaclics are memories. They are not in anyones P.O.V)
"I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then
And just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry
Every once in a while even though goin' on
With you gone still upsets me
There are days
Every now and again I pretend I'm okay
But that's not what gets me,
What hurts the most
Was being so close
"Sam?" Kurt whispered
"Yeah babe?"
"Do you love me?"
"Yes, of course Kurt. More than life itself."
Kurt just stayed slient. Sam couldn't see the big smile that formed on his lips.
"Kurt? Is there something you have to tell me? Is something wrong?"
"Sam, your so cute when your all nervous. I'm okay."
"You know, you can tell me anything, right? I'm here for you."
"I know Sam. Thank you" Kurt whispered, kissing his forehead
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
Never knowing
What could have been
"Do you ever wish you could go into the future?"
"Huh?" Sam asked
"Like, to see what you look like, what your job is gonna be, where you'll be living." The smaller boy explained.
"No, not really" Sam shook his head.
Kurt frowned.
"But as long as I have you, I'll be just fine" Sam reasurred him, grabbing his hand.
And not seein' that lovin you
Is what I was tryin' to do
"Kurt, y-you look a-amazing" Sam stuttered.
A faint blush took over the slender boy's cheeks. Kurt was wearing a botton up shirt, but with the top three buttons undone. It was a light blue (Sam's favorite colour) and was tight against his slender body. He had Sam's favorite pair of suspenders(they were characters off of 'Bugs Bunny and Tweety Show') and a neon blue tie. Kurt was wearing super-skinny jeans that looked painted on and were hot pink. He was wearing a new pair of bright orange converses.
His hair was in a mess, and he didn't have any of that cover up stuff he sometimes uses.
"Hey Sam." He shyly waved, sounding insercure.
"Kurt, babe. You look beautiful. Like drop-dead gorgeous." Sam said, getting lost in Kurt's intesne, yet shy eyes.
"Thanks Sam. I'm glad you like the outfit."
"I like the outfit, and I love you"
(AN:chessy, I know. and as you can tell I have no fashion sense, at all)
It's hard to deal with the pain
Of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' it
It's hard to force that smile when I
See our old friends and I'm alone
Still harder
Kurt looked like he was either going to beat the shit out of Sam, or go run up and hug him.
I hoping for the first.
Gettin' up, gettin' dressed
Livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade, give away all the words
That I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
"Are you okay Sam?" Kurt brushed his blonde hair out of his face.
"Yeah, Im good babe." Sam leaned up, giving Kurt a quick kiss before letting his head fall back into Kurt's lap.
"You sure? If you don't like the movie, we can turn it off"
"And do what?" Sam wriggled his eyebrows suggestivly
"Watch a different movie?" Kurt teased
Sam just pouted, pruising his lips. Kurt just laughed and kissed him.
Kurt let out a whimper when Sam bit down on his lip. Sam took the advantage of the smaller boys parted lips and shot his tounge into his mouth. Kurt cupped his boyfriends cheeks while Sam's hands wondered elsewhere.
Both tounges battled eachother for dominace, leaving the boys moaning.
Kurt tried to pull back, in need for oxygen, but Sam just pulled him closer.
"Sam, I need to breathe!"
"Breathe...through...your...nose..." Sam said in between kissing.
Kurt rolled his eyes and pushed Sam off, laughing while trying to hold him back.
Sam looked at Kurt, and reliazed how beautiful he really was and how he meant more than life itself to Sam and how he'd be devasated if Kurt left him. Kurt was his whole world and he loved Kurt more than anything. And Kurt deserved to know that.
"Kurt...I..uh"
"Yes Sam?"
"Uh...You look really hot right now"
"Thanks Sam" Kurt's eyes beamed
And Sam kissed Kurt before he could see the self-haterd and self-dissapointment in his eyes.
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
Never knowing
What could have been
And not seein' that lovin' you
Is what I was tryin' to do
I'm not afraid to cry
Every once in a while even though goin' on
With you gone still upsets me
"Sammie?" Maya, his little sister, squeaked
"Yeah Maya?" Sam looked up, quickly wiping his eyes and sniffing
"Why are you crying?"
"Well, everyone cries sweety"
"Yeah, but only when somethings wrong"
Sam just sniffed, not wanting to talk about it.
"Sammie...did Kurt hurt you?"
Sam wiped his nose on his sleeve, shaking his head.
"Than, whats wrong?"
"I hurt him. Really bad. For a long time too."
"Why Sammie?" His sister stared in disbeilf.
"I loved him" Sam shrugged, like it was the most obivious thing in the world.
There are days
Every now and again
I pretend I'm okay
But that's not what gets me
"Yo Sam, you okay?"
"Yeah,yeah. Fine" Sam lied
"Cool. So, the guys and I were talking and we are going to throw you a party" Dave punched his arm
"For what?"
"To cheer you up and get your mind off Kurt"
"Oh"
"You cool with that Sammyboy? Or should we wait-"
"No! No! I'm fine. Great idea. Thanks by the way"
"Anytime" Karofsky walked away.
Sam closed his locker and turned around to see Puck and Kurt holding was looking up at Puck adoringly and Puck beamed at the slender boy.
Sam just sighed, trying so hard to hold back the tears.
Puck saw Sam and winked and kissed Kurt on the cheek. That was followed by Kurt bitching at him about his fashion sense and blushing. Puck just stared into Kurt's eyes like he was an alien seeing a human for the first time. Except with alot of love replacing the curiousisty.
"Hey Sam, you okay?" Amizo asked
"Yeah,yeah. Fine." he repeated
"Cool. So the guys and I were talking about throwing you a party..."
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
Never knowing
What could have been
And not seein' that lovin' you
Is what I was tryin' to do
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
"Kurt! Your just going to walk away? From me? From us?"
"Sam, there isn't an 'us' anymore"
"Yes there is! There'll always be an us! I love you!"
"Than why do you keep hurting me?"
"I don't know..." Sam whispered.
"Look, Sam, I can't be with you. We both deserve someoen who makes us happy"
"You make me happy Kurt!"
"Than why do you hurt me?"
"I don't know..."
"Right. You know what, sometimes, it's like you don't know anything that matters!"
"And whats that suppose to mean!"
"Sam, we can't be together! I'm sorry, but its over"
"Kurt, give me one more chance..."
"I already gave you a chance. And another chance. And another one. And another one."
"But this time...it'll be different"
"No it won't Sam."
"You don't know that..."
"Your right. I don't. But I'm not taking my chances and getting hurt again."
"But, Kurt..."
"I need to have time to think! And I need space! Your getting way to physical now. At first , I thought I could deal with it, but I can't. It hurts way to much now Sam."
"Kurt, I'm so so sorry, but please..."
"You don't even mean anything you say!"
"Kurt, what do you want from me?"
"An apology"
"Kurt, I'm so sorry! So so sorry! Im a jealous, possesive asshole who doesn't deserve you. Im a pathectic little cowrd and a liar!"
"Good bye, Sam Evans."
"Kurt?" Sam's voice broke
"Goodbye."
"When are you coming back?"
"Never"
Sam just whimpered.
"What happened to us being together forever?"
"Well, I guess we're both liars"
Never knowing
What could have been
And not seein' that lovin' you
Is what I was tryin' to do"
"I love you, Kurt Hummel" Sam whispered to himself, watching Kurt, his world, the reason he got up in the morning, the love of his life, walk away. For the very last time.
"Sam, stop it" Kurt huffed, prying Sam off.
"C'mon babe, you know you want me"
"No Sam, please stop. Someone's gonna see."
"So?" Sam said, rejoining his lips with Kurt's neck.
"Sam...stop!" Kurt yelled, still trying to get Sam off.
Sam just laughed and continued licking Kurt's neck.
As I walked in the locker room with Finn, I herd a whimper.
"Kurt?"
"Puck!"
"Yo, Evans, get outta here" I said, pulling Sam off with really no effort at all, then putting myself infront of Kurt.
"Wow, Kurtie, didn't know you had a bodyguard"
"Leave him alone!" Finn snapped.
"Hey Finnie, long time now see eh?" Sam grinned cockily
"Look here you little bitch. Back off!" Finn shoved Sam
"Look guys, me and Kurt were just talking..."
"Where did all these hickeys come from?" I turned to Kurt
Kurt just opened his mouth, than shut it, frowning.
"What the hell Evans? Finn, get Kurt out of here..."
"Hey, don't be such a cock blocker! You and I both know Kurt wants me. Not you" Sam hissed
"Haha. Whatever stops the tears I guess..." I snarled
"Please. Your just jealous that I get to fuck Kurt anytime I want"
"Fish-lips, do us all a favour and burn in hell please?" I snapped
Sam hands were around my neck in a flash.
My head hit the lockers and my eyes started to tear. My fresh tears ran down onto Sam's fists. My knees went weak. I tried to talk, but the sound was stuck in my throat. Everytime I manged to get a pathectic cough out, Evan's hands just grasped my throat tighter. I gagged, clawing at Sam's hand and forearms.
"Sam! Stop it! Your hurting him" Kurt tried to get past Finn, but he grabbed Kurt.
"Let...go...of...me" Kurt yelped, kicking and squirming around, trying to get lose.
He pounded his fists against Finn's chest and tears ran down his face.
"Kurt, I'll get help. Your gonna get hurt! Besides, Puck can take him" Finn said
"Please Sam...don't..." Kurt chocked out
Sam sighed, letting go.
I coughed violently and grasped my throat, falling to my knees.
"Finn...let me down! I want to see him!" Kurt squealed
"Sorry Kurt, I can't." he said, carrying Kurt like a baby and walking out the doors.
"Your a sick little bastard!" Finn called after Sam
A loud bang and sudden pain indecaded that Sam punched my jaw, causing my head to slam into the lockers, again.
"Puck!"Kurt cried, breaking lose from Finn's grip and running back into the room.
"Kurt! Wait!" Finn called, running after him.
After seeing the bloodly mess and my injury, Finn lost it.
"Kurt? Go home. I have to teach this bastard a lesson" Finn grunted, squeezing Kurt's left shoulder and rougly pulling it back.
"Finn! Your gonna get hurt! Let me talk to Sam!"
"Sorry Princess, but Sam deserves whats coming to him" I said, getting up and wiping my bloody nose with my sleeve.
"No! Look, just because we broke up doesn't mean you can hurt him! I'll deal with Sam. Just leave him alone, please" Kurt whimpered
"I think you should listen to your older brother Finnegan" Sam smirked
"Listen to this cocky bitch, Kurt. He needs a good beating. To put him back in his place" I grinned
Sam kept his expression blank, but anger filled his eyes.
"Don't talk to him like that!" Kurt snapped at me
"Why are you defending this douche!" I snapped back
"That 'douche' happens to be my boyfriend!"
"Your ex-boyfriend!"
"So? What right does that give you to hurt him?" Kurt jabbed his index finger into my chest
"He hurt you!"
Kurt opened his mouth, but closed it again. His mean expression going soft and fading.
"C'mon Noah. Lets get you cleaned up." Kurt sighed, giving in
"After I deal with Sam."
"No one is 'dealing' with Sam. What if you hurt him really bad? You can go to juvie. Or get expelled. And Finn, if that happens your mom will freak"
"Please Kurt. Finn won't help you. He doesn't like fags, remember? Even though your his brother. And he won't touch me. Afraid he'll catch 'faggyness'" Sam snorted
"That's not true!" Finn shouted
"Yes it is. You care more about your reputation than you do about Kurt! Your brother! You just want everyone to get along and everything to be perfect. But guess what Finn? Thats never gonna happen! Everyone thinks your just a sweetheart, but really your just a homophobic asshole who just can't let things be!" Sam yelled
Kurt and I just stood there, mouths open and eyes wide.
"Thats not true...I care about Kurt" Finn shook his head, eyes filling with tears.
"Sure ya do" Sam mocked
"Sam..." Kurt turned to face him
"Kurt, I care about you. I'm a good brother...aren't I?"
"Yeah Finn, you are" Kurt said softly, hiding his face
"Well, maybe beating the snot of out you will change your mind" Finn barked, cracking his knuckles
"Finn, don't." Kurt put his hand up.
"So Kurt, want to go out on a date? It can be like old times again. I know you still love me"
"Listen here," I said, butting in "As long as I'm alive, it will never be like 'old times' again. I can't let you hurt Kurt again. I won't. And he is perfectly fine with out you. Sure, he's upset now. but he will get over you"
"And go for another guy?"
"What?"
"He's just lusting over you. He's using you. Maybe not intentionally. He's upset, he needs someone to talk too, he's feeling lonely and your the only guy who won't beat the shit out of him." Sam shrugged
"Sam, thats not true!"
"Yes it is! And Puck, obiviously somethings going on between you two. Probably just an experiment or to get his rocks off becasue he can't get you pregant. He can't get you pregnant, right?"
Kurt, Finn and I just gave him confused looks.
"Well, he might be like, half girl or some male freak that you see on TLC that can have a baby...your girly enough..."
"Thats it." I snapped, charging toward Sam
Kurtr grabbed my hand so gently but I came into a complete stop. There's thoose stupid sparks again.
"Kurt...I..."
"No Noah. He's not worth it. C'mon, I want to show you something" Kurt whispered, taking my hand and leading me out to his car.
The cool air hit my hard, and my nose started to sting. I spit on my sleeve and wiped it all over my face, in attempt to 'wash' off the remaining dry blood.
"Sweet ride babe" I nodded when we got to his car
"You've seen it before, and you've been in it before." Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Hey! I know that, I'm not stupid"
"Okay there Puck" he patted my shoulder, smiling
I just smiled back, opening the passenger door for him.
He raised an eyebrow, but just shrugged and got in.
"Hell yes!" I said, fist pumping the air in triumph that I got to drive his car.
Kurt just laughed and shook his head.
"Uhh, Kurt, no offense but why are we here? It's kinda cold..." I shivered looking around to see nobody.
"My mom used to take me here" He sighed, crossing his legs as he sat down on the bright yellow sand.
"Oh, well, Im sorry" I sat down beside him, staring into the lake.
"Don't be. We had alot of great memories here" he picked up a rock, and tossed it into the lake
"When's the last time you've been here?"
"After my mom died. My dad brought me here once, but it wasn't the same. When I came here, I just felt this warm, fuzzy feeling in my gut. I don't know, maybe it was the way the waves crashed into the shore, or maybe the sound of laughter and how bright the sun was shining. But when we came back without her, it was gone. The waves didn't seem to crash against the shore anymore, and the laughter was faded and out-worn. And the sun wasn't bright at all" he placed his head on my shoulder.
"Does it remind you of her? Being here again, sitting and watching the lake?" I knew I was prying a bit to much, but I couldn't help it.
"Yeah. It's beautiful. Just like her"
"I saw pictures, you look like her."
"Yes, I do look like her, and unfortunately sound very feminine."
"I didn't mean it like that..."
"I know."
"Kurt?"
"Yes Noah?"
"I promise, we will make amazing memories here. Just like you and your mom. We'll have amazing memeories everywhere. At home, here, competitions, school, in bed..."
"Way to ruin the moment Puck"
"Oh, fuck! Uhh, don't worry, I can bring it back"
Kurt sofly giggled, tosing another rock in the water, attempting to make it skip, but it just ploped in. He frowned, wrinkling his nose.
"Here, I'll show you" I said, getting up and offering my hand to help him up. I used my other free hand to wipe the sand off my butt.
"Thanks" he blushed, taking my hand in his.
I jerked my arm up, and Kurt flew up.
"Wow Princess, your so light"
"Thanks" He replied flatly
"Here, I'll show you how its done" I said, coming up behind him and pressing my chest against his back. I quickly searched around, eyes lighting up when I found a perfect flat long rock. I picked it up and placed it in Kurt's hand. I grabbed his hand and closed his fingers around the rock. I slid my arm all the way around his waist, pressing him closer to me. I felt his eyes close as he took a deep breath. I placed my chin on his shoulders, and nibbled on his ear lobe. My teeth just grazing over his pale skin. I felt his shoulders tense up, as he took another deep breath.
"First, you have to line up your wrist. Keep it tight and don't lock up your elbow" I told him as I helped him, laughing when he still didn't get it.
"Your not really focusing." I frowned
"What? Yeah I am"
"Now, just quickly flick your wrist and let go of the rock. Make sure you let go smoothly, don't jerk it."
Kurt just raised an eyebrow.
I just rolled my eyes and demastrated for him.
"I still don't get it"
"Just try"
Kurt bit his bottom lip, and looked up. He just sighed and threw the rock in the water.
Plop. Plop.
Kurt made a 'hmmph' sound and crossed his arms. He turned his head, looking up, reveling a hickey that Sam made earlier that day. I dragged my finger across it,at the sight.
"I wished it go away. A hickey is almost like, a sign of posesion. I don't want to be Sam's anymore" Kurt sighed, covering it.
I also sighed, in relief. Kurt didn't want to be Sam's anymore.
I took his hand off of it, so it was fully exposed.
I took a deep breath and squinted my eyes. I placed my mouth over his neck, over the unwanted hickey on Kurt's neck. I sucked really hard, thinking maybe that all the 'poision' from Sam would come out or something. Hey, it works with rattlesnake vemon.
I herd his breaths get short and fast and saw him squinting in insercurity. And I could tell that Kurt was finally getting some of himself back.
I bite down. Hard. And I herd Kurt whimper. I kept my teeth in place for a few seconds, making sure they would leave marks for Sam to see, and then finally let up on the pressure, but still biting.
When I dicided that it was probably big enough and the hickey Sam left was all gone, I slowly lifted my lips off of his neck but kept them only inches away.
"What are you, a vampire?" Kurt giggled
"Well, you have to admit, I am way hotter than that Edward Cullens guy"
"Yeah, yeah you are Noah" Kurt smiled. Not a forced, tight lipped smile, but a genuine, happy smile.
"Kurt?"
"Yeah?" Kurt sighed, in exhaustion and happiness.
"Do you wanna dance? With me? Right here, right now?"
Kurt looked at me like I was crazy
"I'd thought you'd never ask"
I smiled and clumsily bowed to him. And then I reliazed something was missing.
I looked frantically around for a flower, but failed miserably. I finally gave up and settled for a dandelion. I quickly ran over to a small patch and ripped them up, kissing my guns after wards, and winking at Kurt. He just laughed. burying his face in his hands.
"So, lets start this again" I said, bowing to him once more and handing him the flowers.
"Thank you Noah." Kurt eyes beamed
"The pleasures all mine...wait, am I suppose to say that now, or later?"
"Oh Noah. You really are something." Kurt shook his head, sofly giggling some more.
"Why thank ya"
"Wait, we don't have music..."
"Hell yeah we do!"
Kurt gave my a questioning look
"Our voices"
"Ohhhh"
"My life is brilliant.
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel."
Of that I'm sure." I started, encouraging him to join
"She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan." Kurt continued
"Your beautiful" I sang, running my fingers over his jaw bone
"Your beautiful" Kurt sang back, looking into my eyes.
I wrapped my arms around his waist as he wrapped his around my neck.
"You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place" I looked up to the sky, which by now was dark and stary, as we gently swayed from side to side.
"And I don't know what to do" Kurt sighed, looking to the ground
"Cuz I'll never be with you" I lefted up his chin so he was looking at me again
"There must be an angel..." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath
"With a smile in her face" Kurt sang while widening his smile as far as it could go
"When she thought up that I should be with you" I placed my forehead against his
"But its time to face the truth" he looked up at me
"I will never be with you" We both sang insync, with all the compassion and emotion we had.
After a few minutes of dancing in comfortable silence, Kurt spoke up
"It's beautiful out tonight" Kurt admired the clear dark sky filled with bright little stars
"Yeah, still cold as fuck though"
"Oh Noah..." Kurt shook his head, smiling and rolling his eyes.
"What can I say? I mean, look at these guns!" Kissing my awesome guns
"That was so random. And does every comversation have to lead to you kissing your 'guns'?"
"I don't know babe. I am a dude. And dudes are idiotic."
"Tell me about it"
Kurt smiled, but it was thin lipped and forced. Kurt can keep his cool together and he can hide his facial expressions and emotions very well. But his eyes give it all away.
"Your thinking about her, eh?"
"Yeah...I just miss her. Thats all"
"I know the feeling. I miss my dad." I admitted
"Do you ever wish he would come back?"
"Honestly, yeah. For the first couple of months after he left, everytime I herd the doorbell ring I'd cross my fingers and wish that it was my dad. But I got over it. I'm kinda glad he didn't come back. I think Sarah, mom and I are better off without him"
"I miss my mom, so much." Kurt sighed
We both stayed slient for awhile, staring out into the cool blue lake.
"Kurt?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't worry. I promise you you'll get that warm fuzzy feeling back"
Kurt looked over at me, hope and trust and happy and appreciation filling his eyes.
He smiled, turning his head back to the lake.
"I think I already have"
Oh yeah, Puckasauras has done it again!
Because Kurt Hummel,
will be mine.
AN: Song Sam sings to Kurt in glee- What hurts the most by Rascal Flatts/Cascada
Song Puck and Kurt sing- Your beautiful by James Blunt
By the way, nobody was at the lake when Puck and Kurt were there
And the lake is kinda like a beach thing...
hope you liked it
If you can not wrtie something helpful/kind/constructive, please don't reveiw at all
I honestly really liked how the ending turned out, how about you guys?
The Kum memories weren't the best but this is a Puckurt story and my first fanfiction
I wasn't to fond of the fight scene but I think its decent
Thansk for all the reveiws/favs/alerts! :D