HAPPY SINTERKLAAS EVERYBODY! =D (Dutch celebration- day you probably don't know xD)
Chapter 6: two hearts
Puck pov
I stood in the middle of the stage, in the bright white spotlights. They were the only light in the furthermore dark auditorium. It was completely silent, and I realized how weird that felt, and how rare it was, complete silence. Suddenly I was aware of the gasping sound of my breathing, and the irregular pounding of my heart. A felt a little drop of sweat running down my spine, and not because it was so hot under the burning spotlights.
I looked on my watch; the numbers said 16:09. It jumped to 16:10. She was late, which was very un- Tina. Just when I wondered whether I should call her or not, the door opened.
A dark figure walked towards the stage. I could tell it was Tina just by the way she walked. She climbed up the stage and smiled dully. "S- sorry I'm late."
She looked fucking gorgeous. She was wearing tight black jeans (skinny jeans: one of my all- time favorites), red sneakers, a black and white striped tanktop, black fishnet gloves (damn those things are sexy!) a red headband and a long silver necklace with a key charm.
I noticed her eyes were a bit red, and her eye make- up a bit blurred, as if she had cried.
"Is everything all right?" I asked.
"Y- yes… I just had an argument with… a- a friend…"
Oh god…. Her eyes filled with tears. I knew I had to do something, but had no fucking idea what.
I tried my best to remember what guys in movies did when a girl was crying. But the only things that came up in me were exploding cars and brain- eating zombies.
Mental note: watch more romantic movies.
By lack of inspiration for any comforting words, I just put my arms around her. She laid her head down on my shoulder, and cried heart rending. I felt my shirt getting soaking wet.
Not exactly how I had planned this afternoon but what the hell.
So we just stood there, for seconds, minutes, maybe even hours, until she finally freed herself from my arms. She seemed to feel a little bit embarrassed. "I'm s- so sorry Puck… I'm such a fool. You came here to rehearse, not to get your shirt fouled with my tears…"
"No, it's okay… I mean, I'm here for you when need me, you know." I said. It sounded horribly cliché and un- me, but it seemed like I had said the right thing, 'cause she looked at me with a glance filled with relieve, happiness, and something else I couldn't place. She wiped her tears away and smiled. "Then what are we waiting for?"
"No idea." I said, and I smiled back. "I've even already picked a song, I mean, if you like it as well."
The words had came out of my mouth before I knew it. I had been thinking of singing this song but eventually had decided it would be a bit too much. But now a little voice in my head said it was just enough. It was perfect.
So I cleared my throat, and started singing.
"I saw you talking on the phone
I know that you are not alone
But you steal my heart away
Yeah you steal my heart away"
Tina started singing to, with a voice trembling first, but more confident with every word.
"You're acting like you're on your own
But I saw you standing with a girl
Stop tryn' to steal my heart away
Stop tryn' to steal my heart away"
The sound of our voices merging filled the whole auditorium, wiped out all the silence.
"I don't know where we going
I don't know who we are
Feels like we are flowing
High above the stars.
I can feel your heartbeat
He said to me
I can feel your heartbeat
He said to me
I can feel your heartbeat
Running through me
I can feel your heartbeat
She said
I can feel your heartbeat
She said to me
I can feel your heartbeat
She said to me
I can feel your heartbeat
Running through me
Heartbeat
Feel your heartbeat"
I don't know exactly how it happened, but we were close. Very close. Our nose tips almost touched, I could count the stars in her chocolate- brown eyes. Her a bit panting breath caressed my face and an uncontrollable urge took over me. I just had to kiss her, so I did.
I expected an unpleasant result from this action, like a slap in the face. But instead of that she put her arms around my neck and kissed me back like she'd wanted me just as much as I'd wanted her. I pulled her even closer. Our lips started moving in the same rhythm, and our hearts started beating like one.
It was the best fucking kiss I'd ever had.
Tina pov
I was walking on pink cloud the rest of the day. Noah Puckerman likes me… me, likes mé! No matter how many times I repeated it in my head, my mind couldn't add it.
I felt like floating on a big cloud of perfect happiness, and (for the first time in my life!) I couldn't wait for school tomorrow, because then I would see Puck again.
That next day was a weird, but amazing day. I had decided to ignore Mercedes (not forever, but at least the rest of the week. Then I would reconcile, 'cauz let's face it: I don't have that much friends and I guess Mercedes only wanted the best for me). Besides, I never could stay mad at somebody for a long time (especially not at Mercedes). And I also wasn't planning to spend my breaks alone for the rest of my school career, since Mercedes would definitely be with Kurt, and Artie with his friends from the computer- club.
Anyway, at first Mercedes had tried to talk to me, but when she saw through I was ignoring her, her Mercedes- pride told her to ignore me to. So now we were ignoring each other.
It would have been a quite boring day if Puck hadn't been secretly flirting with me. For example: At history class.
I was sitting at history class, alone, and tried to listen to the monotone voice of Mr. Fisher. I knew he was telling a long and utterly boring story about the Industrial revolution, but the words couldn't get through to me. Eventually I gave up trying to listen, and focused on one my biggest hobbies: watching people. Of course Puck was the first one to catch my eye. He was busy writing. I wondered what, since it was just impossible he was making notes.
The rest of the class was staring blankly into the distance, or drawing doodles. Except for Rachel, who was listening to the teacher like her life depended on it.
"What were the negative consequences of the IR?" Mr. Fisher asked, and Rachel raised her hand immediately.
Mr. Fisher looked around, desperately searching for another active student. I stared demonstratively out of the window. Not that I didn't knew the answer, I just didn't like answering questions in big groups. Or medium- sized groups. Or small ones.
Fortunately Mr. Fisher gave up, and sighted. "Rachel."
"Aw!" Suddenly I felt something hard and pointy hit my head. I looked to ground, searching for the object that had attacked me, and found a little folded airplane under my chair. I quickly picked it up and unfolded it under the table, so that the teacher wouldn't see it.
Come to choir room in the break. Was written on the paper in scribbly letters.
I glanced towards Puck, who was looking to the teacher innocently. A bit too innocently I you'd ask me. I smiled, I knew the message had come from him, and a warm tickling feeling spread through my body. It seemed that the break without Mercedes wouldn't be as awful as I had feared.
I hope you liked this chap (personally I have my doubts about this one, it took me soooo long to write it, I had major inspiration troubles)
Anyway, if you think the story's almost over now, you're wrong! :)
Next chap the story will take its first dramatic turn… mwuhahaha *evil laugh*
Review! …. Review…. review *echo*
ps: The song was of course Heartbeat by Enrique ft. Nicole