He wanted to do something. He really did. But instead, Noah Puckerman hid behind the lockers, stunned by the sight ahead of him.

Puck had just finished the laps he ran every day after school. Normally, he would of wanted to stay as far away from school as possible after hours, but at home, things had been hard. His Ma had a new boyfriend who treated her like nothing, and Sarah, his sister, was staying at a friend's every night. Puck needed something to keep him occupied. He wasn't going to get a job, or do homework or something. Instead, Puck stayed after for an hour or so, just running. It gave him time to think about his life. About what had happened to everything, why it was all in ruins. This particular day, he thought about his mom. How David hit her, and ignored her. She did so much for him, and his sister, she didn't deserve it. Puck's phone beeped in the pocket of his shorts, tellin him it was 4. He finished his lap and left the track. Sweat coated his face as he went to his locker to get soap and a towel. 27-19-44, Puck ran through his head. He heard someone's shoes click on the tile of the room. 'What? No one's here this late.' the teen thought before looking to see him. The monster. He walked heavily, a smirk on his face. "Hey!" a voice yelled from outside the room. The voice was high, but at the same time was somewhat masculine as well. Puck had heard this voice before. As he tried to register who it was, Kurt Hummel had run through the doorway, his porcelain face red with anger. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" he screamed. The monster tried to stay cool, but Puck could see he was nervous. "Girls locker room is next door" he replied, smirking at his comment. Puck rolled his eyes. "What is your problem?" the shorter teen questioned. He clearly wasn't going to back down. "'Excuse me?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"Besides you sneaking in here to peek at my junk?" Puck noticed the beast starting to sweat.
"Oh yea every straight guys nightmare that all us gays are out to secretly out to molest and convert you. Well guess what hamhock. You're not my type!" Kurt didn't hesitate with any of his words.
"Is that right?" the monster snarled, getting angry now.
"Yeah. I don't date chubby boys who sweat too much and are going to be bald by the time they are 30." 'Whoa Kurt. Didn't think you had it in you' Puck thought to himself. He started to smile, but realized the situation and immediately stopped and continued to watch.
"Don't push me, Hummel!" He held up a fist, threatening the boy.
"You gonna hit me? Do it." Kurt challenged. He wasn't backing down.
"Don't push me!" he screamed, face red, sweat beading down.
"Hit me cause it's not gonna change the way I am. You can't punch the gay out of me more than I can punch the ignoramus out of you!" Puck was shocked. Kurt was stronger then he could of ever imagined. Puck had to step in. The monster could explode at any second now-
"GET OUT OF MY FACE!"
"You are nothing but a little boy who can't handle how extraordinarily ordinary you are!"
'Oh shit' Puck thought. He took a step forward, about to expose himself and to save Kurt, but what happened next stunned him.
The monster kissed Kurt.
The monster grabbed his hair and pulled him to his lips. His eyes were closed, but Kurt's were wide and frightened.
Puck couldn't move. He wanted to help Kurt. But he couldn't. The monster soon left. He ran out, leaving Kurt alone. Or at least, that's what he thought. Kurt darted to a stall, and Puck could hear sobs. The teen felt terrible. He had just stood there, and watched Kurt get kissed by that thing.

Puck did nothing to help the boy who had gone through the same thing he had 2 years ago.

A/N: Okay, this is my very first story on Fanfiction. This kinda just popped up in my head and I wrote it. I don't usually ship Puckurt (I kinda worship Klaine), and I'm not sure if I'll make it into a relationship of friendship or what. Or I may just leave it be and make it a oneshot. It would mean a lot if you guys reviewed. Just a simple "Continue" would make me happy. THANK YOU FOR READING :D

-LDaM
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