This is my first fanfiction everrrrr so I hope you like it. This stories about Quinn and Puck, mostly Quinn when she was preggers, cause Quick is my fav ship and Quinn is my absolute favorite character! Soooo read away and enjoy:)
Waiting, thats all Quinn did lately was wait. Wait for him to come home. Wait for the teasing and name-calling to stop. Wait for everything...everyone.
It was a nice day out and Quinn was outside sitting under a tree in the Puckerman's backyard. She had been living there ever since Finn had found out about her and Puck and kicked her out. She had started liking it there. Even if Puck was a complete ass and womanizer he could be really sweet and she was beginning to think that he actually might love her and Beth. Maybe, she thought...just maybe.
A small leaf fell from the tree and landed on Quinn's head and she laughed as she tried to blow it off. She didn't notice Puck creeping up behind her. All at once he ran up and lifted her up taking her inside the house. Quinn giggled as he dropped her onto the bed in the bedroom they had been sharing.
"What was that for?" Quinn said as she smoothed out her dress.
"Oh nothing really, I just wanted to give my girls some entertainment considering they've been sitting under a tree for two freakin hours."
Puck sat down next to Quinn and put his arms around her large bump. Beth kicked as if she knew he was talking about her. Quinn leaned against Puck and just sat there trying to remember everything that was going on because these moments happened very rarely.
"I was thinking me and you could have some...ya know... alone time tonight? Just me and you...and Beth?" He said with as if he couldn't find the right words to say.
Quinn nodded and thought " I really really think that he might actually love me."
About and hour later Quinn was getting ready for their 'date' in a few minutes. She stared at herself in the mirror, sighing as she looked at her belly which seemed to be growing in size every day. Puck walked into their room with a picnic blanket and basket. He was wearing a polo shirt that showed off his muscles making Quinn's mouth drop as she looked at him.
"Okay time for a picnic." He said holding up the blanket.
"Puck, it's raining outside now do we have-"
"Inside. We'll have the picnic inside."
"Oh okay well in that case let me help you set up."
She bent down to pick up the basket but Puck snatched away before she could take it.
"Hey!"
"Nope. No way my pregnant girlfriend is doing any work tonight. My treat, and besides you can repay me tonight." He said moving his eyebrows.
"Shut your face!" Quinn blushed and playfully punched him. I was nice to hear him call her his girlfriend after what they've gone through so far.
"Oh it is soo on Fabray!" He picked her up and put her on the bed and kissed her. They were rolling around like idiots but stopped because Beth was starting to join in on the fun and was kicking like crazy.
As Puck laid out the food Quinn watched him with her arm resting on her belly.
"This is really sweet Puck, thank you for-" She was cut off by Puck's phone vibrating. He picked it up and read the text and his eyes widened.
"Who is it?"
"Oh, it's uh it's Finn...ya it's Finn he wants me to come over to help him fix his...bike. Yup his bike broke soo um I'll see you later." He got up and walked out the door, leaving a stunned Quinn sitting on the bed. She knew exactly where Puck was going, and she's sure Puck knew that. He was going to Santana's house to help her 'relieve her stress.' She sat there, wondering why he always had to leave her. Why wasn't she good enough for him? A tear escaped her eye as she heard his truck drive away going in the complete opposite direction of Finn's house. She got up and cleaned up what Puck had already set up and went downstairs. Sarah, Puck's sister, kept bugging her to let her feel Beth kick but Quinn said she was tired and so was the baby and lied down on the couch.
Quinn spent the next few hours moping around the house, with a sad expression on her face. Puck was still gone after three hours and she was a little sad. Every time Mrs. Puckerman would walk by she would try to cheer up but she knew Quinn was upset.
Quinn was watching TV when she walked in.
"Quinn, can you come her for a sec honey?"
"Sure Mrs. Puckerman what is it?"
She didn't answer but led her to her bedroom and sat down on the bed. She patted the area next to her indicating that she wanted Quinn to sit down. Quinn made her way to the bed and sat down next to her, confused as to what was going on.
"What's wrong Quinn."
Quinn stared at her with a blank face for a few seconds before answering.
"Nothing's wrong I'm just tired."
"
Quinn honey, I know something's wrong. You're usually so happy and cheerful, and you never not let Sarah feel Beth kick because I see how happy it makes you. I'm just trying to help so please, tell me what's wrong."
The tears spilled over and ran down Quinn's face. She started crying and Mrs. Puckerman didn't know why.
"Are you okay sweetie-"
Quinn cut her off. "I'm sorry I'm so so sorry." She was crying hysterically now.
"Oh Quinn don't be sorry you didn't do anything wrong, we all support you and are going to help you through the rest of your pregnancy."
Quinn collapsed into her arms, She held onto Quinn as she cried and tried to calm her by stroking her hair.
"H-He doesn't love me." Quinn said through muffled sobs.
Puck's mom was shocked when she said this. She understood why Quinn was upset now. This is what has been hiding inside her this whole time. She saw the looks on her face whenever Puck got up and left the house to do God knows what. All of the pain had been building up inside her and she felt silly for not trying to help her in the past.
"Sweetie he loves you very much-"
"N-No he doesn't. T-that's why he goes out with S-Santana almost every n-night." Quinn said.
"Shhh don't cry Quinn don't cry." She was holding her now and after a few minutes Quinn fell asleep in her arms. Tears covering her face and her dress that stretched over her baby bump. She looked down at the blonde in her arms. She was holding her stomach as she usually did when she slept and was sniffling every so often. A tear fell down her face as she watched her. Quinn was still very much a little kid herself and Puck needed to know that. She rocked her back and forth in her arms, trying to forgive herself for not helping her earlier. Just then the front door opened and closed and Puck walked into the house.
