This is set after the Super bowl Episode, so if you didn't see it yet, don't read on!

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Disclaimer- I don't own Glee. ( If I did Quick and Brittatana would be on all day everyday )

A Bad Dream

Noah Puckerman felt like he was on top of the world. He grinned at himself giddily in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom and into the halls of McKinley High School. He felt awesome. The Titans had won a game, thanks to the girls of glee club. The glee club had a kickass half-time song performance, thanks to several football players. As Puck paraded through the hallway, some of the Cheerios smiled seductively at him. He tried not to look. He thought back on why he felt so damn happy

Earlier that week, Puck had teamed up with his favorite hot Jew, Rachel Berry. She had stormed into the choir room one day, not even questioning why he was sitting there alone. He'd never tell her, but he was trying to figure out a good song to sing to express his feelings. She started babbling on about how she needed to sing with him in order to get her ex boyfriend, Finn Hudson, jealous. Puck really didn't care about Rachel pining for Finn again, but he was up for singing in front of his fellow glee clubbers again.

Rachel had picked a couple songs by Celine Dion and Barbara Streisand, but Puck quickly vetoed them. He was all for Jewish singers, but he wouldn't be caught dead singing a Streisand song in public. After hours of pondering, Rachel finally suggested a good one, Need You Now by Lady Antebellum. Puck agreed, happy to be able to show off his guitar skills. He knew girls liked it when he played his guitar. But he only really cared about one girl enjoying the performance.

After days of practicing, and almost ripping his mohawk out in frustration towards Rachel, it was finally time for them to perform. When they both stood up, Rachel glanced at Puck with a slight head nod towards Finn, acknowledging his obvious jealously. Puck was inwardly happy for Rachel. He didn't mind her. He just wish she'd shut up occasionally. Rachel started singing and Puck strummed along on his guitar, smiling at her. Then he joined in:

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now
Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now

Puck used every bit of strength he had in himself not to look at her as he sung. He knew she'd be holding hands and probably grinning at that blonde fish. Sam Evans had the biggest mouth Puck had ever seen, it freaked him out slightly. He focused so strongly on singing to Rachel, not daring to let his eyes wander over to her even for a second. He knew she didn't want him looking at her. Puck wanted to sing to her, wanted to tell her that he needed her. But he didn't dare. Quinn Fabray had moved on, and Puck was left behind.

Puck smiled to himself, shaking the unhappy thoughts of Quinn kissing lady lips. After his successful singing with Rachel, he strolled out of glee club with his head held high and stopped at his locker. He saw Rachel swiftly approaching him and before he could even consider turning around and walking away, she grabbed his arm. "Noah, my performance," she blushed and continued after a head tilt from him, "I'm sorry, our performance went very well."

Puck nodded, "We're hot Jews. Of course we kicked ass."

Rachel sighed, "Noah. Please be serious. Finn was clearly jealous of our spectacular ability to sing well together. So, job well done."

Puck rolled his eyes. "Oh thank god, my day is complete now. See ya."

He started to walk away before her voice rang out again, "She was admiring you."

Puck looked over his shoulder at the petite brunette but his feet stayed rooted to the ground. "Wha-what are you talking about?"

Rachel pranced in front of him and smiled. "Quinn. She was beaming at you, Noah. Sam didn't look too thrilled at her obvious marveling at you. I just thought you'd like to know."

She wiggled her fingers at him and walked down the hallway, most likely in search of Finn. Puck still couldn't find the way to move his legs from their fixed spot on the tiled floor. His mind replayed what Rachel had said. Could it be true? Could she have been looking at him? He shook his head, disbelievingly. Quinn wore that stupid ring; of course she wouldn't be admiring him. She's got the perfect Ken doll, why would she even look at him. Puck finally found the strength to move his legs and he began to walk, still thinking. Rachel wouldn't lie to him. Maybe it was true. Maybe he just needed to talk to Quinn.

Puck took a large breath in, then released in harshly. His hands gripped the sink as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He nodded to himself before he exited the bathroom into the hallway. He made up his mind and he was damn happy about it. He would tell Quinn everything. Puck had never been so nervous and so happy, except for the day Beth was born.

He had a smile plastered on his face as he moved through the crowed quickly, ignoring the small waves of hopeful Cheerios. His mind raked through the things he would say to Quinn. He would apologize for the whole ATM and Juvie incident. He knew she was pissed about that, and he knew it was a dumb idea. Puck deep down knew it was to try to get money to attempt to prove himself for her. Puck would also talk to Quinn about Beth, their beautiful baby girl. He so desperately wanted to see her, and maybe Quinn would want to join him. He wouldn't go without her. Finally, he would tell Quinn the truth. That he truly meant it when he said he loved her. And that he still did, and always will.

The throng of people lessened greatly as he searched every hallway for the beautiful blonde. Finally, he heard her voice. He quickly turned and steered himself towards an almost empty hallway. He saw Finn and Quinn, standing alone and dangerously close to each other. Puck took a step back and pressed himself against the wall, praying that they couldn't see him. He watched Quinn inch closer to Finn, his own smile weakening. Puck swallowed hard, unsure of if he wanted to see anymore.

"You were amazing this week," Quinn said to Finn, still edging closer, "On and off the field. Reminded me of why I loved you."

Puck felt his breathing speed up as he watched Quinn push herself up on her tippy-toes and kiss Finn on the lips. Puck broke away from the wall, and walked quickly away from the two. He didn't want to see anymore. As his steps grew faster, he pounded his feet on the ground harder. He grabbed a smaller boy by the neck of his shirt and forcibly slammed him against a locker and shoved a few people trying to get out of the building.

Puck reached his car and kicked a tire, immediately regretting it when pain shot up his foot. He got in his car and slammed the door shut. He didn't know what to do. He was angry although he couldn't even admit it to himself, he was horribly hurt. So he dealt with the situation the best and only way he knew how to. He whipped out his phone and found Santana Lopez's name. He texted her: 'come over 2night ;)'

"Fuck!" he shouted, slamming his clenched hands on his steering wheel and head back against the headrest. Puck sat like that for a long, long time.

Note: I know the kiss took place after the game which wouldn't be during school hours, but please work with me :)

I'm debating ending it there but let me know if you think I should add more! Thanks!