Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Aerosmith, Michael Jackson, Bonnie Raitt, Bon Jovi, Guns'n'roses, Green Day, Jason Manns, Jensen Ackels or John Mayer… You got the idea right?
Warnings: Yaoi fanfic, M/M relationship, M/M Sex ( probably… I don't know yet), Language .
I'm a stud, I'm the Puckster, the Pucksaurus, I mean, have you seen my guns? And that's why I wanted to kill Mr. Shue when those words left his mouth. That was the beginning of everything, those words, everything after those words lead to this. Me, outside Hummel's house, with my hands sweating. I don't get nervous! Shit!
It was another day on Glee. People were still mad at me because of the convenience store 'issue'. They all thought I did that because I decided it was a cool thing to do. Not that I'll ever tell them I did it because of my sister. My mom was, once again, drowning herself in alcohol and my sister had a field trip – a week away from home. We didn't have money to pay for it, but she deserved being away from mom. That was the only way I could think of finding money. It worked. I got out before she came back and she'll never know.
I'm sidetracking… The thing is: Mr. Shue got into the class with a weird smile on his face. "Let's get around everyone. Since you all liked the duets competition I'm gonna do another one. This time you'll have to put on a show… Literally. Your performances will be on the auditory. The pairs will be chosen by the hat. And the winners will get a surprise prize"
Hummel, as expected, was almost glowing. From what I've heard his duet with himself (go figure) was perfect. With dancers and all that shit. Anyway. Mr. Shue was explaining how everything would work. "The first one takes a name that will be his or her pair. The last one will take three."
Quinn was the first one, she took Brittany. I swear to you, Santana looked like she wanted to rip Quinn's head off. Brittany took Mercedes, who took Sam. Then my name was out. Thank god I wasn't with him. Can you imagine? It would be just weird. He's dating my baby's mom. I was hoping I would take Artie, or Tina… But, being my luck the way it was, the name that came out was "Hummel". I don't even know what happened after that. I was too busy cursing the day I decided to join glee. I risked a look at Hummel and saw him looking like he wasn't happy ether. I wasn't paying attention 'till I realized that there were only 3 people left on the room without a pair. Tina, Mike and Artie. The only thing I could think of was 'At least there will be people to change pair with me'.
But, since luck wasn't on my side that day, the next thing Mr. Shue said was "You'll not be allowed to change pairs." And, probably just because she hadn't speak until that moment, Rachel got up. "I think you're right Mr. Shue. This will be the perfect opportunity for the team to get close." Santana seemed to be trying really hard not to jump on her and punch her senseless…
"I'll give you the rest of the class to talk to your pair and start choosing things for your performance" And Shue was gone. See? I toldya he was the one to blame.
"Noah, I know you're not happy to do this with me. And believe me, I feel the same way. But the thing is. I want to win this. I'm gonna win this. So, we'll put all this shit between us aside and we'll work until we're perfect. Did you understand?" Really, who was he? Why did he thought he could talk with me like that? But for some unknown reason I didn't argue with him. Instead of threatening him what came ou of my mouth was "The only thing I have to say, princess, is 'No musicals' and 'No fag songs'. Got it?"
"Actually I already thought of some songs. Amazing by Aerosmith; Give In To me by Michael Jackson; I Can't Make You Love Me by Bonnie Raitt, but I was thinking about Allison Iraheta's arrangement and We Weren't Born To Follow by Bon Jovi." That one caught me of guard. Hummel knowing Bon Jovi and Aerosmith? I looked at my watch and saw I was late to pick Sarah at school. "Let's do like this, gimme your number and I give you a call."
"Okay, you probably have some mom waiting for you to show them the bed…" Really, why does everyone think I only think about sex? I think about other things. That was also the day I realize Hummel's mouth was pink, and in my mind I saw a bunch of images of what that pink mouth could do… Oh shut up! You've seen Hummel's mouth. What do you expect me to think? "Who knows, Hummel? Bye"
I picked Sarah up and we made our way home. My mind stuck on why the hell I thought about Kurt's mouth or why I couldn't wait to get home, and look for some songs to our assignment and make Hummel proud – yeah, that's right, proud. I mean, for you it probably seems like I only realize Hummel existed. The thing is: I always felt something more for Hummel, I only kept my distance and pretended it didn't existed. After a while it was like that something wasn't there. Then glee came and me and Hummel got 'closer' (okay, we started to be in the same room without me picking on him or calling him names… you got what I meant by 'closer') and that something that was locked came back.
I got home and ran to my room. My mom was sober – for now - and was making dinner. I choose a few songs and called Hummel.
"Noah… I didn't thought you'd call."
"You give me no credit, huh, Hummel?"
"And why is that, huh?"
"I thought we were going to put our differences aside…"
"You started it…"
"But people expect it from me"
"And I close my case"
"Okay… Are you done? I thought of some songs"
"Let's hear it"
"I Just Wanna Live by Good Charlotte; 21 Guns and Give Me Novacaine by Green day; Sweet Child Of mine by Guns'n'roses; Crazy Love by Jason Manns and Jensen Ackels and Love Song For No One by John Mayer."
The phone was silent for a minute. He was probably surprise I really had thought about it…
"I like the songs. Although I never heard 'Crazy Love'. Jensen Ackels is the guy from Supernatural, isn't he?"
"Yeah, it's a good song. You should listen to it…"
Soooo, this is my first Purt fanfic… This is the first chapter and you could give me a hand… I can't choose a song! From the ones I mentioned here (Can you imagine how hard was not to use Adam Lambert or Kris Allen songs?) Whitch one you think should be their duet?