You're The Freak
Title: You’re The Freak
Rating: PG
Fandom: Glee
Movie/quote: “If I let you change me, will that do it? If I do what you tell me, will you love me?" - "Yes. Yes." - "All right. All right then, I'll do it. I don't care anymore about me." Vertigo (1958)
Summary: He always called her a freak but it was her freakishness that he fell in love with
I know you never met somebody different like me
My style is so unique but
You’re the freak…
-You’re the Freak-Jason Tam and Brittany Underwood
“Freak,” he remembered muttering to the brunette one afternoon just before he tossed a slushie in her face before turning back to flash a lingering gaze back.
“Freak,” he saw her mouth just before licking the purple syrup off her lips and storming into the ladies room.
That was the old him. The man he had been before deciding to join that stupid club that seemed to be taking over his life.
He had used to be such a hard ass not taking shit from anyone, throwing slushies on those freaks and now… well now he was risking the humiliation of being the one doused with the cool liquid and he frankly didn’t care any more.
They had now won sectionals; his former best friend whom he had betrayed had swooped in on his white horse in the last moment to save the day of his damsel.
God it was rare times like this he wished he were in Finn’s shoes just to be looked at by Rachel in that way.
Sure for a brief moment between being his favorite victim and his best friends prospective rebound Rachel Berry was his and sometimes late at night he wished that with all the advanced technology in the universe that someone could of invented a time machine to of made their relationship work out better then it did.
Entering the choir room he sucked in a sigh as he began to strum his guitar oblivious to the sounds of footsteps entering.
“I’m sorry,” Rachel spoke before pausing noticing he was in the room, “Puck, since when do you slum around in her when you don’t need to be.”
He simply shrugged as she straightened the pleats of her skirt and took a seat besides him.
“So, are you planning to shock the rest of the club with another impromptu performance.”
He thought back to the time when she had pulled back from a make out session and had told him that she could never be into someone who wasn’t man enough to sing a solo.
He laughed at her freakish quirk asking if she was questioning his man hood only to the following afternoon stand bearing his soul to the whole glee club while singing ‘Sweet Caroline’ as sort of a musical love letter.
“It depends, are you going to do your freakish little pouty thing and say how Finn would do it.”
“Well Finn…”
He stopped her putting his hands over her soft lips.
He was asking a rhetorical question he didn’t need her blathering on and on about Finn and how he was the victim and everything.
He felt like shit for the way that the whole thing went down and would give anything for Finn to forgive him for the lies that went down though this wasn’t about Finn this was about him and Berry.
Still holding one hand gently on her lips he moved the other one nervously through his Mohawk while giving her a stone cold stare.
“If I let you change me, will that do it?.” He began to release his hands from her lips before continuing, “ If I do what you tell me, will you love me?"
She paused trying to figure out if what she was hearing was real before responding.
"Yes. Yes."
He flashed her a grin.
"All right. All right then, I'll do it. I don't care anymore about me."
“So does that mean an encore performance is in order,” Rachel spoke before briefly pausing and adding, “freak.”
“Your on, freak,” he replied as she rested her head on his shoulders.
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The End
Rating: PG
Fandom: Glee
Movie/quote: “If I let you change me, will that do it? If I do what you tell me, will you love me?" - "Yes. Yes." - "All right. All right then, I'll do it. I don't care anymore about me." Vertigo (1958)
Summary: He always called her a freak but it was her freakishness that he fell in love with
I know you never met somebody different like me
My style is so unique but
You’re the freak…
-You’re the Freak-Jason Tam and Brittany Underwood
“Freak,” he remembered muttering to the brunette one afternoon just before he tossed a slushie in her face before turning back to flash a lingering gaze back.
“Freak,” he saw her mouth just before licking the purple syrup off her lips and storming into the ladies room.
That was the old him. The man he had been before deciding to join that stupid club that seemed to be taking over his life.
He had used to be such a hard ass not taking shit from anyone, throwing slushies on those freaks and now… well now he was risking the humiliation of being the one doused with the cool liquid and he frankly didn’t care any more.
They had now won sectionals; his former best friend whom he had betrayed had swooped in on his white horse in the last moment to save the day of his damsel.
God it was rare times like this he wished he were in Finn’s shoes just to be looked at by Rachel in that way.
Sure for a brief moment between being his favorite victim and his best friends prospective rebound Rachel Berry was his and sometimes late at night he wished that with all the advanced technology in the universe that someone could of invented a time machine to of made their relationship work out better then it did.
Entering the choir room he sucked in a sigh as he began to strum his guitar oblivious to the sounds of footsteps entering.
“I’m sorry,” Rachel spoke before pausing noticing he was in the room, “Puck, since when do you slum around in her when you don’t need to be.”
He simply shrugged as she straightened the pleats of her skirt and took a seat besides him.
“So, are you planning to shock the rest of the club with another impromptu performance.”
He thought back to the time when she had pulled back from a make out session and had told him that she could never be into someone who wasn’t man enough to sing a solo.
He laughed at her freakish quirk asking if she was questioning his man hood only to the following afternoon stand bearing his soul to the whole glee club while singing ‘Sweet Caroline’ as sort of a musical love letter.
“It depends, are you going to do your freakish little pouty thing and say how Finn would do it.”
“Well Finn…”
He stopped her putting his hands over her soft lips.
He was asking a rhetorical question he didn’t need her blathering on and on about Finn and how he was the victim and everything.
He felt like shit for the way that the whole thing went down and would give anything for Finn to forgive him for the lies that went down though this wasn’t about Finn this was about him and Berry.
Still holding one hand gently on her lips he moved the other one nervously through his Mohawk while giving her a stone cold stare.
“If I let you change me, will that do it?.” He began to release his hands from her lips before continuing, “ If I do what you tell me, will you love me?"
She paused trying to figure out if what she was hearing was real before responding.
"Yes. Yes."
He flashed her a grin.
"All right. All right then, I'll do it. I don't care anymore about me."
“So does that mean an encore performance is in order,” Rachel spoke before briefly pausing and adding, “freak.”
“Your on, freak,” he replied as she rested her head on his shoulders.
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The End