Mine Chapter 9 But Your Wrong, a glee fanfic

Chapter 9- But You're Wrong

AN:Uhh, yeah. Sorry that the scenes are like really short. And I really suck at being discriptive and realistic. I am way better at writing one-shots.

Oh yeah, and Sam is not homeless in this story.

The reason it took so long to put up is because I have exams and was busy the last week of school. I also had like major writers block. So some parts kinda suck in this chapter.

WARNING: Ending/Puck is cheesy.

Since its summer vaction, chapters should be up sooner.

Hope you like it.

Please reveiw. They inspire me :D

Tell me your thoughts on this chapter.

Hate it? Love it? What would you have changed? Your favourite part?

Any requests/suggestions for the next chapter are really appreicated.

And thank you for all the favs/alerts/reveiws.

Sorry for any spelling/grammar errors.

I am working on like five other one-shot stories, so I didn't concentrate to hard on this. I know, I know, I am going to hell.

Trust me, when I own glee, you'll know.

And in case you didn't pick up on that totally lame and chessy line, it means I don't own glee.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." I repeated to myself, looking in the mirror.

"I love you" I said in a low pitched voice. Nah, too creepy.

"I love you" I squeaked. No, I sound like a girl.

"I loveeeeee youuuuu" I poked the mirror. Nah, too gay.

"I love you Kurt Hummel." I crossed my arms, like a child in a argument.

"Huh, that could work..." I said to myself

"Mom! Noah's talking to himself again!" My sister screeched, swinging the bathroom door open.

"Shut up squirt" I pulled her long blonde ponytail

"Ouchie! Ma! Noah pulled my hair again!"

"Leave me alone, okay?" I grumbled, not wanting to deal with my sister right now.

"Hey! Don't talk to me like that, I am your youn-" I cut her off by pushing my hand over her mouth.

"Just shut up already!"

She made a hmphing sound before sharply turning around and dashed out.

I just snorted and rolled my eyes.

"Now, where were we?" I turned back to face the mirror, before wrigling my eyebrows suductively and continuting to practice how I was going to tell Kurt how I feel about him.

X.x.X.

"So, you finally turned queer for the fairy-boy?" Karosfky spat at me.

"What? I don't know what your talking about" I acted innocent

"Oh please, we all know you gave Kurt that hickey. And rumors are going around that you got to tap that fine ass"

"Whatever. I'm gone." I said, starting to walk away, just to be blocked my Dave.

"And where do you think your going?"

"Glee practice?"

"Haha, no way. You and me are going to talk" Dave told me, cracking his knuckles and twisting his neck.

Crackcrackcrack. I wrinkled my nose in disgust and looked away.

"So, you and Hummel dating now or what?"

"What does it matter to you?"

"Listen Puckerman, drop the attitude and answer my questions" He spat in my ear, grabbing my forearm with his huge hand.
"What do you wanna know?" I challenged

"Why you and Hummel are all close and cuddly now. It's gross" Dave made a face.

"Jealous much?"

"Shut it Puckerman!" he yelled, connecting his fist and my nose.

I stumbled back, eyes blurry from the few tears that were filling my eyes but managed to stay on my feet.

"I am not jealous! I'm no homo!"

"Okay there Karofsky, whatever you say..."

"I don't like him okay?" His voice sounded so small, so helpless.

"Right..."

And by the look on his face, I knew I was going to break him any second now. He just needed one extra push...I thought, walking away from him.

I opened the door and walked out halfway, before turning around.

"And you know what? You are right" I stated, earning myself a confused looked.

"That ass is fine" I winked, walking out leaving an jealous Karosfky to punch some lockers and slushie some nerds.

X.x.X.

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"Should've kissed you there
I should've held your face"

Sam sang, looking up at Kurt, pouring all his emotion into the song.

"I should've watched those eyes
Instead of run in place
I should've called you out
I should've said your name
I should've turned around
I should've looked again"

Everyone in glee club snapped their necks from Sam to Kurt, Sam to Kurt, Sam to Kurt.

"But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away"

Sam turned to his face to stare at the ground, embarassed and hurt.

"Should've held my ground
I could've been redeemed
For every second chance
That changed its mind on me"

Sam placed his hand on his chest, biting his bottom lip, still looking down.
I looked beside me, and Kurt was sitting there, legs crossed and head held high, trying not to show how much he hurt and how much it affected him too. He took a deep long breath through his nose, lifting up his chin even higher.

"I should've spoken up
I should've proudly claimed
That oh my head's to blame
For all my heart's mistakes"

Sam finally looked up, but at the ceiling. Kurt innocently overlooked the room, turning his head the opposite direction everytime his eyes got anywhere near Sam.

"But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away,

And it's you, and it's you
And it's you, and it's you"

Sam and Kurt made eye contact, niether of them blinking. Hell, they didn't even look like they were alive. Both pair of eyes were stone cold and looked glassy with no emotion.

"And it's falling down, as you walk away
And it's on me now, as you go"

Their eyes finally broke contact.

"But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away

And it's falling down, as you walk away
And it's on me now, as you go

But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
I'm staring at the mess I made
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away"

Sam sung as he finished the song, strumming the last note on his guitar.
"I'm sorry" Sam whispered, walking to his seat silently, eyes not leaving the ground.

Everyone clapped, but it was short and unnatural. Nobody was really happy or proud or impressed.
Than the whole room fell silent. Akward...
Kurt just sat there, staring straight ahead. I knew I had to do something...
"? Can I sing something?" I asked, putting my hand up, breaking through the silence.
"Yes, please do" he said urgently
"This ones for Kurt. Hope you like it Princess."
Kurt's eye lit up, and he wiped the last tears from his eyes while begining to smile
This was risky. I mean, Evans just sang a break up song to Kurt, and now I'm going singing about my feelings towards him. Sam is gonna kill me for this, but it just might win over Kurt.

"I see it in the way you would do
When no one else could ever get through
Holding back til I come around
Time and time again you wait for me to comin'
And did you really look my way?
Cuz no one coulda seen this coming
I would never let you down
If I was running back working full time"

Everyone's jaw dropped. I had to bite my tounge tryin not to laugh at their sudden change in expressions.

"So I can and I will and you'll see your hero come running
Over and over tonight,

And I do wanna love you
If you see me running back
And I do wanna try
Because if falling for you boy is crazy
Then I'm going out of my mind
So hold back your tears this time" I sang, looking right into his eyes.
We stared at eachother for a while, but it wasn't the dead,glassy eyed stare down Sam and Kurt had. It was something special.

"Me, I'm used to being tired and bloody
But you believed that I could be somebody
You put your world on hold for me
Gave away to follow, feel you through the fire
I need you to know I will
Believe me girl I'm so tired of running
I just wanna hold your hand
Stare at you like you've got everything I need,

And I can so I will and you'll see your hero come running
Over and over tonight" I put all my honesty and care into that, still looking into Kurt's eyes. And I could tell by the look in his eyes that he truly believed me.

"And I do wanna love you
If you see me running back
And I do wanna try
Because if falling for you boy is crazy
Then I'm going out of my mind
So hold back your tears this time,

And what if I never said to you I was dynamite
And what if I never told you I'm afraid to cry
What if I never let you down
And said I'm sorry for the nights I can't remember
What if I never said to you I would try

And I do wanna love you
(If you see me running back)
And I do wanna try
Because if falling for you girl is crazy
Then I'm going out of my mind
So hold back your tears this time

So hold back your tears, this time"

X.x.x
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hey kurt

Hello Noah, how are you?

mkay i guess, i hope u liked the song i sang for you in glee

Yes, I did. I loved it. Thank you very much. And I already told you that Puck.

i kno...

...

i really did mean it

I know.

so...

So...

wanna go bowling tomorow?

Sure. Where?

the bowling place ..?

Haha. Very funny. What time?

uhh...7

Okay, I'll buy us fries.

kk, ill pay 4 the lane

Can't wait. But...

but what?

I can't bowl.

im sure ull b fine babe

Like, I've never bowled before.

really?

Yeah.

well, how hard can it be? ive taught people things before

Yeah, but you haven't taught me yet.

is that a challenge princess?

I think it is.

huh, cocky.

Very.

whateves. u wont be laughing tomorow when i kick ur ass at bowling

Please, I will not have my ass kicked by you at bowling.

we'll see

I guess we will.

hey, ur done with evans rite?

For now. Yes

what do ya mean, for now?

Well, I certainly don't see us getting back together anytime soon, but he seems to know what he did wrong and he is not afraid to admit that. I know he cares about me. I will always love him, but I'm not ready to forgive him yet.

Puck?

yeah...

I mean I know its not my place to ask or anything but why don't you have a girlfriend?

Oh shit. I'd never thought of that...

idk...no hot girls at our school ...lossing interest

Really?

yeah...why

Well, the Puck I know would say he's having a threesome right now

and who says im not? ;)

Kurt didn't text back. I got really nervous and wondered if I did something wrong.

uh,kurt? did i do something wrong

No, why would you think that?

u didnt text me back

Oh, sorry. I was just thinking. And I didn't want to innterupt your threesome.

im not having sex.. so what were u thinking bout?

About stuff.

whaat kind of stuff?

Life.

Thanks Noah.

for what?

For being there for me that night Sam attacked me in the locker room. Thanks for staying with me at the lake. And thanks for dancing with me.

ur welcome babe. u kno im here for u no matter what, right?

Yes. I do

good. now get some sleep

Okay mother.

goodnight son :)

You are so weird.

says u. u actually type complete sentences when texting. the whole point of texting is 2 use improper grammar and stuff

Actually, the whole point in texting is to comunicate with others.

no its not

Yes it is.

nah-huh

Uh-huh. No stop arguing and get back to that threesome :)

alrite ;) c ya later

Good night Noah.

Good night Kurtie.

Call me that again, and I swear...

i didnt call u kurtie, i texted u

Okay, I am done texting you.

whateves. c u at skool.

X.x.x
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"Wow, what is this place?" I asked loudly, earning me shhhings from everyone.
Kurt looked up from the book he was reading and sighed. He gave me a puzzling look and looked back down to continue reading.
"It's the library Puck." he told me, not looking up from his book.
"We have one of those?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. We do."
"Wow..."
"Yes. I know. Werid for a highschool to have a library." Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Totally" I said in full seriousness.
Kurt just looked up at me from the book he was hiding behind once again, and just snorted at me like I was some lost little puppy that kept nipping at his ankles.
"Anyway..."
"Why are you here Puck?" Kurt interupted
"What? Why can't I be here?"
"Shouldn't you be hooking up with a Cheerio in the halls or something?"
"Hey, I don't really do that anymore. And you know that" I told him sternly.
"Yeah I know. More into football players now?" He joked
"Shut up" I shoved him
"So, you like six packs?" He smirked
Huh...I see where I can go with this.
"Uh...no way man. Besides, where can you find better guns than these?" I said, kissing my left forearm.
"The gun store?"
"Oh shut up" I crossed my arms, but couldn't hold back the laughter. Kurt joined in, earning us dirty looks from everyone.
"Shhhh" the librarian placed a wrinkled finger over her chap lips.
"Sorry" Kurt loudly whipered so she could hear.
"Kurt, I need to tell you something..." My eyes drifted away.
"Yeah?"
"But you have to promise you won't laugh or run off."
Kurt eyed me suspiciously, but shrugged his shoulders and nodded.
"Okay, this isn't easy for me to say this. But I have too."
"You can tell me Puck."
I nodded, taking a deep breath in.
"I think...I'm...wait, no. I am in...I think I'm...uhhh"
"Noah, are you okay?" Kurt said, finally closing his book.
"Um, yeah. I'm fine."
"Okay..." Kurt sat back down and picked up the book. He sighed.
"What were you going to tell me Puck?" he asked
"Oh..uh..that..I'm...I'm just really excited for tonight. Loser buys us drinks" I forced a smile.
"Me too. See you at seven." he gave me a smile before returning to his book once again.
"Yeah, see you at seven" I barley whispered, before walking away like a zombie, not blinking once. Because if I did, I was afraid a tear might slip out.

X.x.x
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"Wait, I'm suppose to put my fingers in the holes?" Kurt asked
"Yeah, thats kinda how you pick up the ball" I told him
"But, couldn't there be dieases or something in there?" he tried to look into the holes of the ball.
"No Princess. Besides, ball sharing is part of the fun."
He just gave me a funny look while he stood still.
"Here," I sighed. "Use the orange one. Its your favourite colour" I picked up a bright pure orange ball. He held his hands out as I passed the ball to him. His while body dropped lower and he struggled to stand up straight again.
"It's not funny! This thing is heavier then I expected." He scowled at me while I continued laughing.

"Kurt, its only eleven pounds"
"Whatever" he said, slowly and consicously placing his slenders fingers into the holes. One at a time,
" Today please?"
"Shut up. Okay, so like this?" he blushed
"There you go." I nodded at him.
"Uhh, now what?"
"Here, watch him" I said, pointing to a middle-aged man. He was overweight and had a long, dirty beard. He was wearing these big heavy looking rubber boots that he walked easily in. His face was dirty looking, thought judging by his outfit and the people that were sitting at his lanes table, he had just got off from work and came here to have a drink with his buddies and have some fun. Well, by the looks of it, probably more than one drink. At their table there was empty crushed beer cans were all over.
We watched him pick up a ball with no effort at all, and stuff his chubby fingers into the holes. He lined up the ball with the pins and swung his arm back so fast I thought he was going to let go of it.
He swung it back in front of him just as quickly and let go of the ball.
Bunk. It hit the polished hardwood flooring in the lane hard.
Crash.

He got a strike, and all his buddies were cheering and shouting. They got some dirty looks from the small family beside them, but they didn't notice. All of them were waving their hands in the air and jumping up and giving eachother high fives. One of them even started to tear up. You would think he just invented a cure for cancer or something by the way they were celebrating. They actually looked like complete idiots.
And when I thought it couldn't get any more wierder, they did a big group hug.
Yep. Definatley drunk.
"Remind me never to go bowling drunk"
"Yeah. Okay, maybe that wasn't the best example, but do you get the point now?"
"I think" He said, but he still looked confused.
"Just aim for the pins. Don't look down. And keep your arm straight."
Kurt slowly nodded, getting himself ready.
Kurt lightly swung his arm back, and he had a good position.
But he squinted his eyes and released the ball to early. He squeaked and threw his hands up.

Right in the gutter.

I brusted out laughing. Kurt just crossed his arms and frowned.
"You sure this is your first time?"
Kurt just smiled and started laughing with me.
...

"Yum. These fries are actually really good." Kurt said, studying the fry

"Yeah, they get the potatoes from Canada, you know, the captital of potatoes" I held up a fry and smiled, like they do in commercials.
"Isn't Canada bacon and maple syrup?" Kurt raised an eyebrow. We sat in silence for a few seconds, then we both started to laugh out loud.

When we both finally caught our breath, I spoke up.

"Kurt, we're friends right?" I said, though my face was still red form laughing, I tried to look and sound as serious as possible.

"Yes. Of course. Why would you ask that?"

"I just need to know...you trust me than, right?"
"Yes..."
"And do you think I could be faithfull in a relationship?"
"Puck, I don't know why your asking me these silly questions"

"Do you think I could be faithfull in a relationship?" I repeated, serious.

"Uhh, yes. If the person gave out"

I frowned, I was kinda hurt that Kurt thought I needed to have sex to be in a relationship.

"So you think I need sex to be faithfull?"

"I don't know. Considering your reputation and past, one would believe so. But I could be wrong. I have been proven wrong before" Kurt shrugged his shoulders.

Its now or never...I have to tell him.

"Do you think I could be romantic?"

Kurt exaimined me.

"If you tried hard enough, yes."

"Look, friends are honest with eachother, right?"

"Yeah...where are you going with this?"

"Just listen. Well, I haven't been completely honest with you" I let my head drop.

"Okay..?"

"Kurt Hummel, I'm...I think..." I tried to chock out.

Kurt just took my hand and gave it a gentle, reasurring squeeze.

"I'm in...I lov-" I cut myself off.

"Noah, I'm here for you. You can tell me..." Kurt looked right into my eyes.

"I can't do this!" I yelled, ripping my hand from his grip and running off quickly, ignoring the strange looks and whispers, 'whats his problem?'. I heard Kurt calling me, asking me to talk with him, telling me its okay, whatever it is and he's here for me.

He begged me to stop.

I didn't.

X.x.x
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.Knock.

"Go away!" I yelped

"Noah, please. I just want to talk."

"Leave me alone!" I shouted at the boy that was behind the closed door.

"Puck, I just want to make sure your okay. You don't have to tell me what you were going to. Just please let me in!"

"No, I can't! Just go away, okay?"

.Knock.

"Thats annoying. I'm not letting you in" I told him

"Please Noah? I just want to talk"

"About what?"

"Music."

"Music?" I asked suspiciously.

"Yes. I want to see your music. To see what you like."

"And thats all?"

"Yes."

"And you'll leave me alone?"

"Yes"

Although I didn't believe him, I slowly got up and opened the door anyway.

"Up in my room. Some are my moms." I said, head hanging so my eyes faced the marble flooring.

"Thanks" he gave me a weak smile, and walked upstairs.

I sat down and continued watching CSI.

"You like Madonna?" Kurt called from upstairs.

"Its my moms." I replied.
"What about Beth Fowler?"

"Moms."

"Are any of these yours?"

"Probably not."

I could hear Kurt sigh from all the way upstairs.

And again.

"Fine! Come down and we'll talk." I gruffed, crossing my arms in defeat.

Kurt scurried downstairs and plopped himself right beside me on the couch.

"Okay. I'm listening. Whats up?" he placed his hands in his lap. I smiled because he kinda looked like a little kid. A really cute little kid.

"I don't know..." I sighed

"Yes you do. Please, you can tell me. And if you can't, than at least let me know your okay"

I looked at him, and it broke my heart to see just how much he did really care.

I had to tell him. I owe it to him. I owe it to myself.

"Kurt, I am just gonna come out and say this."

Kurt just nodded. I closed my eyes and sighed, this is it.

"I love you." I looked him in the eyes.

He just blinked. He sat there frozen for what seemed like forever.

"Oh."

Oh?

"Yeah" I sighed.

"I love you too Puck, your my best friend. And I do trust you. And I do want to be with, but..."

"But what?" I replied coldly. I really only wanted Kurt to say he loves me back, then get to the making out.

"We just can't be together."

"Why?" I demanded.

"Because...it just wouldn't work." He closed his eyes slowly.

"But it could work! I'd treat you right Kurt. I'd walk down the halls with my hand in yours. I'd protect you from Sam. I'd treat you right. I swear on my life I would never hurt you. Please just say you love me. Please just be with me. Give me a chance." I pleaded with him. I begged him. I didn't even want to think about how stupid I must look right now.

"I thought you were straight?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I call it hummelsexual."

Kurt just rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Kurt, please, just give me a chance" I said, putting his hand into both of mine.

He stayed silent. I could tell he was thinking.

I decided I couldn't wait anymore, so I started to lean in to him.

Slowly but surely until my lips were just centimeters away from his.

I placed my hand on his cheek, and lifted his face up alittle.

My thumb brushed his bottom lip, causing him to gasp.

"Noah..." he breathed, and I couldn't take it any longer.

I quickly dove towards his lips and gently placed my lips on his, closing the gap between us,

Oh my fucking gosh, I just kissed Kurt Hummel.

But I didn't.

I realized he backed away.

My lips weren't against Kurts, they were against the air.

I frowned.

"Whats wrong?" I asked concerned

"Uhh.."

"I mean nobody can resist the Puckster."

"Uhh.." he repeated, looking around, trying to avoid eye contact

"Kurt, I know you might not love me, more than a friend, yet. But if you give me the chance I can, I will, make you love me. Just give me a chance, please."

"Puck...Noah, it's not that I don't like you, I just, I'm not good enough for you."

"What are you talking about? Your brave, your talented, your smart, your beautiful. What more could someone ask for?"

"Alot. You don't deserve someone like me. I'd only bring you down. Someone like you won't want someone like me."

"Someone like me needs someone like you, Kurt."

"No, you don't. Trust me"

"Kurt, you don't know that-"

"Yes I do! It always happens! People use me! They think I'm this perfect little slut who will give out anytime and not tell anyone. They think that I don't care about what they do to me! They think I just want someone to fuck me! And when they realize that I do care, and I actually want a real relationship, they leave me." He finished, whispering that last part.

"Oh, Kurt, I didn't know..."

"It's okay. Only Quinn and Finn. Not all of it though."

"Princess, who did that to you?"

"Blaine. Jeff. Trent." He sighed.

"What about Sam?" I bit my bottom lip.

"No, Sam was different. I loved him. He loved me. I think he did what he did emotionly, not mentally."

"Huh?"

"Like, he didn't do it to hurt me, he did it to protect me."

"I still don't get it."

"He just wanted me to be safe, to be his. He hurt me out of love and lust, not anger."

"Still, he hurt you. Thats bad. Thats really bad babe."

"I know..." Kurt voice broke, and he shot his head to the side so I wouldn't see his tears.

"Kurt, why can't you just be with me? I don't expect you to bend over for me anytime, and I wouldn't hurt you. Ever. Just please!" I beged him. Literally.

I, Noah fucking Puckerman, the same Noah Puckerman who was a bad ass, stole money from a ATM, was in juvie and knocked up the head cheerio, was on my knees, begging Kurt to give me a chance.

"Noah, I just,"

"Don't you dare say that 'we'll never work out' or 'I'll bring you down'" I jumped up, mimicking his voice.

"You wanna hear the truth? Why I can't be with you? Because! Your a sex shark. You had sex with God knows how many women, you hooked up with atleast half the cheerios and you had sex in the locker room with April Rhodes! And me? I honestly don't really know anything about sex. I'd probaby suck, because I never really had 'proper' sex before. And you wanna know what else? You have a six pack Noah. A six pack! I'm just a twig. Not in the sexy supermodel way either. I'm a drama queen and I love fashion. Your a jock who loves football. We are polar oppisites. Don't you get that? Your probably the most popular guy at McKinley. I'd ruin that. You'd be slushied everyday. You'd get a few blacks eyes now and then. People will talk behind your back, I'm just not worth that." He finished, taking a deep breath in and holding it for a while.

"Kurt, yes you are." I reasurred him, walking toward him. I craddled his his pale face with my rough hands. I dragged my thumb under his eye. He shivered and a faint blush crept on his cheeks.

"I always thought you had perfect skin" I whispered, bringing my lips to the corner of his mouth.

I took a deep breath in, taking in his fresh scent. I closed my eyes, praying and hoping, that if there is there is a God, please just let Kurt give me a chance. Please.

I felt him tense up, so I placed my hand just over his tail bone and gently started to rub his back.

"Noah...I don't know what to say..." he breathed

"Just say you'll be with me."

"I can't...I don't think...I'm..."

"Shhh" I comforted him, running my fingers through his soft thick chestnut hair.

"I know what you think" I told him

He just gave me a questioning look, raising an eyebrow.

"That your not good enough for me"

I heard him gasp.

"But your wrong" I whispered in his ear.

And I leaned in, closing the gap between our lips.

I kissed Kurt Hummel.

I actually kissed Kurt Hummel.

And suddenly, all the fireworks and sparks and butterflies crap they show in movies, finally made sense.

And now I know that I need to be with him.

And I swear to the God that I now know exists,

that Kurt Hummel,

will be mine.

AN2: The reason Puck didn't tell Kurt he loved him at the bowling alley is because I was going to end it like right after that but I realized that the chapter would have been to short.

I don't know if Karofsky actually has/had a crush on Kurt on the show, but in this story I guess he does.

And in this story, Noah did steal money from a ATM.

R&R please :D