The name's Noah, but most people just call me Puck or Puckerman. Fuck what you heard. I've got a bad reputation. Maybe I earned it, maybe I didn't, but something about me keeps people coming back.
[RP blog]
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
No.
No, and I’m not telling her until after I see him and make sure he’s alright.
Alright. Do you want me there for support or anything? I don’t know Ty too well but if you want someone to just…be there for you, I will.
Like I said, come if you want, but you better decide now.
No.
If you’re close enough with Ty to want to see him, we’re leaving soon.
I’m not incredibly close to him, but I wanna make sure he [and you] are alright. Does Sarah know?
No, and I’m not telling her until after I see him and make sure he’s alright.
No.
I have to go to Columbus. Something happened, Tyler is in the hospital. I’m leaving in 10.
Hospital? That’s…is there anything you need me to do? I’ll help however I can.
If you’re close enough with Ty to want to see him, we’re leaving soon.
No.
This cannot be happening to me. Not again.
Noah? What’s wrong?
I have to go to Columbus. Something happened, Tyler is in the hospital. I’m leaving in 10.
No.
This cannot be happening to me. Not again.
Good Morning To You, Too || Puck & Charlie
Charlie watched as Puck’s expression changed, feeling terrible as he struggled with his response. “Don’t apologize, Puck. You shouldn’t have to say sorry in regards to how you feel.” She said in a soft tone. Biting back a sigh which threatened to escape. Since when had her feelings become complicated? Charlie swallowed past the slight lump which was forming in her throat. The same feeling she’d experienced when admitting to Tyler that she’d slept with Noah. A mixture of guilt and anxiety settled in the pit of her stomach.
An awful feeling was beginning to set in Puck’s chest. She wasn’t happy. She hadn’t said she loved him back. There went everything. He wasn’t sure what to say or do. He felt like an idiot. If he hadn’t said anything and just done what he was best at, none of this would have been happening. Funny, ironic, how for once in his life, not having sex was the wrong idea. He was almost thankful when his phone vibrating broke the silence between them. He stepped back from Charlie and looked at the caller ID. “It’s Finn,” he said, and answered. “Man, it’s like 4 in the morning, what are you -” He stopped short, his face paling. He wasn’t listening to the rest of what Finn said. “Yeah, yeah, it doesn’t matter, I’m on my way,” he said before hanging up and going to put his shirt back on. “Charlie, we can deal with this later. We have to go, right now.”
Good Morning To You, Too || Puck & Charlie
Charlie allowed the words to hang between them, at a loss for words when Puck said something she hadn’t planned on hearing. She swallowed hard as her gaze landed on the smile which curved his lips upwards. She absolutely loved to see his smile almost more than she adored seeing the confident smirk which often appeared when he was in her presence. The silence remained for several heartbeats before she drew in a deep breath and attempted to find the appropriate response. Her hands moved to cup his face in an almost hesitant manner, “Puck..” She said softly, her heat rate picking up. Charlie found herself in the worst position, the words on the tip of her tongue but unable to escape.
He pressed his lips together and exhaled slowly. “Charlie, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” He looked down, thinking for a moment, then looked back up, locking eyes with her. “You don’t have to say anything. It just slipped out. I don’t want to freak you out or change anything between us if you don’t want it to change.” His heart was threatening to beat out of his chest as he swallowed hard. He prayed he hadn’t wrecked things.
Good Morning To You, Too || Puck & Charlie
Charlie was incredibly fond of the sensual sounds which escaped past Puck’s lips. She fought to keep her eyes open as he pulled her closer up against him, grinding his hips into her. Her tongue poked out to run along her bottom lip, his breath tickling her ear as he confessed his desires. “I want you too, so bad.” She admitted softly, the husky tone he used sending shivers down her spine. Charlie slipped her hands beneath his t-shirt and ran her slender fingers along his muscles. Eventually she brought the shirt up and over his head, tossing it aside. Soon enough her lips trailed along his skin, across his pectoral muscles. Her hands began to wonder down towards the top button of his jeans. Hastily she undid the belt, hooking her thumb into the waistband of his boxers and tugging playfully.
He closed his eyes, feeling her hands running all over his body. It felt so good, so perfect. He ran his fingers through her hair and felt his heart speeding up as she kissed his skin. It felt to Puck that everywhere her lips touched was on fire in the best way. He took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply on the lips, this time gently, slowly. He pulled away and smiled, closing his eyes. “God… I love you.” He said it without thinking, without realizing the impact of his words.
Text || Puck
Quinn: Hey, did you ever hear from Shelby?
Puck: No. I didn't. Why?
Quinn: Oh, well, I was just wondering. Maybe I can talk to her this weekend and see if you can see Beth soon.
Puck: Don't worry about it, I'll call her.
