D I R T Y L I T T L E S E C R E T

The rumours are right. Quinn Fabray is pregnant. They all think it's Finn's but only she knows the secret. It's really Noah Puckerman's. But Puck doesn't remember sleeping with Quinn. Will he ever find out the truth of the baby...?

Puckleberry x

A/N: I love Puckleberry!! This is a Puckleberry story but most of it is about Quinn and Finn. By reading the summary you should have figured out what the story is about:

Quinn is pregnant and the baby is Puck's. But Puck doesn't know that as he doesn't remember sleeping with Quinn. Only Quinn knows and she's determined to keep it a secret.

Most of the dialogue is the same from the episode's but somthings have been changed. I'm planning on making it last at least 12 chapters. It's a little crappy because normally I'm used to writing in 1st person but this is 3rd person and it's quite hard to give all the information on what the character is feeling From episode Preggars to past Sectionals.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did so you really think I'll be writing about it in FanFiction?

Chapter One

"Quinn Fabray's preggers."

"Is it Hudson's?"

"I can't believe Hudson knocked a girl up."

The rumour had spread through the school like the plague and by the end of the day all the student body and teachers would know. The sad fact was, the rumour was true.

The first person to find out was obviously the mother. Quinn Fabray. She was a sophomore, head cheerleader, committed Catholic and (ironically enough) president of the Celibacy Club. The last thing she expected was to get pregnant.

Normally it wouldn't have caused a disturbance if her period was late by a few days. So what? It wasn't as if her boyfriend would ever get her into the sack. But this time it was different. Because she had a secret.

There had been a party under a month ago at Noah Puckerman's house. And since it was Puck's party that meant everybody who was anybody would be there. That's why she accepted when her boyfriend Finn asked her to it.

It was a raging house party, including all the necessities needed for the guys to come: an empty house with no supervision, beer, a blasting sound system and hot chicks. All the Cheerios and the football team were there including most of the guys from the other athletic clubs and tons of girls from McKinley High School, even some people who didn't even go to their school. Everything was going well, everyone was having fun until the clock ticked 11:30pm and Finn asked Quinn if he could take her home now.

"Why? It's not even midnight. And it's Friday," Quinn shouted at him to be heard over the roaring music. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted her fellow cheerleader and glee clubber Santana flirting with one of the guys on the basketball team. Quinn laughed to herself as she saw the gullible athlete lean over and kiss the cheerleader. Santana had a goal: to make-out with at least 10 guys at the party before doing the dirty with the best kisser. So far this guy was her 6th.

Yep, the night is still young, thought Quinn.

"I know but me and Rach have to practice our duet tomorrow and she told me to get a good night sleep," Finn explained to her.

"So what, you do everything she tells you now?" Quinn spat at him, her eyes blazing with anger.

"No, it's not like that, just-"

"You know what, Finn, you can just leave and be with knee-socks Berry," Quinn said fiercely.

"But Quinn-"

"You can just leave! I'll be fine. I'll get a ride from Brittany," Quinn told him, tired of fighting. Finn didn't move. "Please Finn. I want to stay here. You can just go."

Finn looked at his girlfriend and sighed. He felt like he was living two lives: one with glee and Rachel and the other with football and Quinn. He desperately wished they would harmonize with eachother. Speaking of harmonizing, what was it that Rachel had told me? Finn thought to himself. That their voices go great together like harmony. Was that a compliment? He snapped back into the real world where the music was blaring, drunk girls were screaming and his girlfriend was looking at him through her hazel eyes. Not deep brown like Rachel's...

"Are you sure?" he asked her. Quinn nodded, looking slightly sad and frustrated. Finn sighed again, kissed his girlfriend shyly on the lips and left the party, saying bye to his best friend and host of the party, Puck.

Quinn shook off the feeling of jealousy. Why should she, captain of the cheer-leading squad, be jealous? She could get any guy she wanted, and she already had Finn. As if Finn would want the granny dresser Berry. She laughed at her foolishness.

The rest of the night was a blur. She had become more and more insecure about herself. Am I getting fat? Is that why Finn doesn't want me? Puck had been nice and offered her drinks which she gratefully took. When she woke up she found herself in bed. But it wasn't her bed.

Don't panic. Don't panic. You're probably just at Brittany's or Santana's. Yeah, that sounds right. I got wasted and they had been nice enough to let me stay at theirs. I'm just in their guest room, Quinn assured herself, telling herself in a continuous loop like a broken record player.

Gradually she got the nerve to sit up in bed. Two things she realized. A) She was naked and B) This was not Brittany's or Santana's guest room. It was not until she looked over the bed when she realized the horrible situation.

Laying next to her in the bed and snoring heavily was Noah Puckerman. Finn's best friend. She had slept with her boyfriend's best friend!

Quinn fought the urge to vomit and decided to get the hell out of there. First she quickly scanned the room and spotted her clothes, flung carelessly around the room. She shuffled out of bed, careful not to wake Puck, and quickly changed into her things. She found her precious cellphone and found out it was 7am. Thankfully Puck's mother was out of town and his little sister was staying at a friend's.

Quinn checked her messages and saw there were luckily only 3. The first was from Finn at 12am telling her he was sorry and saying goodnight. Quinn gulped in guilt over her unfaithfullness. The next message was from Santana at 1am explaining the she ditched party because it was awful and now she's at a better one at some college apartment. Nothing new there.

The last message was from her mother at 6am, asking if she was at a friend's. Fortunately her mother didn't sound nervous at all; her parent's knew better than to worry about their little princess as she was responsible. Last night she had proved them wrong.

She had thought nothing of it the next few weeks. It seemed Puck had forgotten about it as he never mentioned it either. Maybe he feels guilty,Quinn thought but then realized she was being stupid. Puck was a 'badass' and would never feel guilty about getting some action. He had already drunk a 6-pack by the 1st hour of the party and by the end of the party there was absolutely no booze left.

Also, Noah hadn't even seen Quinn in his bed. After she had collected her things she had gone out the first exit possible: the window. As beeing a Cheerio she obvously knew how to climb and land gracefully on the floor.

That was the story on how Quinn Fabray had gotten pregnant with Puck's baby.

So there it is. It's my first Glee fanfic so please bare with me. If you like this story please review. Or even just add it to your alerts. Just one of those would make me happy and give me motivation to write the next chapter!