So, I've got one other fanfic and a small chapter about Skins. I was looking around and saw there was a lot of Glee fics which are actually quite good and since I like Glee, why not do one about Quinn and Puck (in my opinion the best couple, plus Puck is hot so ;) )
Anyway, please review if this is good! I'm not sure how this is going to go so bear with me :) xoxo
I'll be your guardian angel, your sweet company.
No matter where I go, I'll make sure you're all I see.
My eyes are glued I don't mean to intrude.
I can't get them off of you.
Something wasn't right.
She'd been unable to sleep, her body was sore and she was having unnecessary cravings for Oreos, the one thing she'd sworn herself off as they did nothing for her cheerleader body. But damn, Oreos would be such a good snack right now..
Oh, and she was two weeks late.
So far, so good. Quinn couldn't concentrate on watching the TV that had Jay Leno talking to Brad Pitt. Brad Pitt was cute. God, her hormones were everywhere. But it was Brad Pitt, so who could blame her? Thoughts of Brad Pitt dissolved, leaving her with that niggling feeling. She knew something was wrong and she had an idea of what it was. But she couldn't bring herself to think it, imagine it, dream of it. If she did, everything she knew would fall apart.
No. This wasn't happening. She was simply late, that was all. The cravings for Oreos were her being a typical sweet tooth. Her wanting to jump on Brad Pitt was just because he was Brad Pitt.
There was no way in hell she was pregnant.
She was pregnant. The test said it all. After giving in to that niggling feeling, she'd gone out to Walmart and bought the cheapest test she could get her hands on. It had taken her thirty minutes to choose the right one and a further five to summon up the courage to hand it over to the cashier and buy it. Sliding down the wall onto the bathroom floor, her heart hammering, she thought about what to do.
Cons: she was sixteen. A sixteen year old cheerleader from Ohio. Her life was over. No one would take her seriously. She was too young to be a mother. Her parents would go ballistic. Her cheerleading career would be done, there was no way Ms Sylvester would keep her on. A pregnant cheerleader was not what she needed for her precious Cheerios.
Pros: erm... yeah.
In her mind, Quinn made an action plan. She would tell her boyfriend Finn. He could help her with this situation. He had to, he was going out with her. Finn would make it alright. This small comfort did nothing to prevent a small tear sliding down Quinn's smooth cheek. She was a sixteen year old teenager from Ohio.
Finn stared into space as she hit him with the Baby Bomb. Quinn is pregnant.. he thought. "Is it mine?" he asked dumbly. Quinn's eyes widened with shock. How could he just ask her that? "Who else would it belong to?" she said angrily, her eyes flashing. "But how.. we haven't had sex?" Quinn clenched her fists, trying hard to stop herself from hitting him. "It was that time in the hot tub.. remember? You got a bit.. excited and something must have happened under the water." Underneath her anger, her heart sped up. Keep calm, keep calm... she told herself. Finn nodded, turning pink as he thought of what an ass he was. Tears rolled down Quinn's face. "I'm having a baby, Finn. I'm scared." Numbly, Finn took her into his arms and hugged her. "It's gonna be ok.." he whispered. Looking over Quinn's shoulder, he could see his best friend Puck standing by the lockers, arms crossed, watching them. When Quinn smiled weakly and left to go to her next class, Puck wandered over. "Hey man. What was that about?" he asked. Finn bit his lip, wondering if he should tell him. "N-Nothing," he muttered. "Come on, we got practice next. If we're late, Coach will pound us."
Puck smirked. "He doesn't need to, I got enough pounding last night." Finn rolled his eyes. "Who was the unlucky victim this time?" Puck winked. "Begins with Santana." As if on cue, Santana, cheerleader, winner of Sexiest Girl polls and Quinn's friend, sauntered past and pinched Puck's bum with her long fingers. Puck resisted the urge to jump on her. But it was fine, he'd jump on her later.
"Q-Q-Quinn's pregnant," Finn choked out through his sobs. Puck stood there in the changing room in front of him, unable to believe what he was hearing.
"She's pregnant? I didn't know you guys had done it."
"We haven't.. but she says it happened in the hot tub. Like, I got a bit excited and the little guys must have like, floated or something.."
Puck stared at Finn. Ok, he was no biology expert, but that was the biggest load of bullcrap he'd ever heard in his life.
He was just about to say so when it hit him. As he watched Finn cry into his hands, it hit him. Oh shit, he thought. "Um, come on man, I think you should go home to have a rest-"
"A r-rest?"
"Yeah. You're not in the right mind to play. I'll go tell Quinn you've gone home."
Quinn saw him coming before she could think of a way to hide. He'd seen her too, so she couldn't hide even if she tried. Puck headed towards her, his muscled arms flexed and his mohawk newly cut. "Here we go.." she whispered. Puck grabbed her and pushed her into a locker, causing her to cry out.
"A hot tub?" he simply said, eyebrow raised. Quinn shrugged him off. "Yes, a hot tub."
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't a guy and girl have to bump uglies to make a baby?"
Quinn hit him on the arm, aware of the people walking by. "Shut up, Puck."
"It's not my boy's, is it?"
Quinn tried to avoid eye contact but Puck persisted. His hands loosened on her arms, gently holding them. "If by your boy's, you mean Finn.. no."
Puck nodded. He'd been right all along. "What are you gonna do with it?"
"I don't know Puck. Maybe get rid of it. Maybe put it up for adoption. Maybe I'll keep it, I don't know, but all I know is that it's Finn's baby."
Puck smirked. "But in reality, it's not."
"Puck, please don't tell him."
"Why would I tell him?" he said. He took a step towards her and Quinn caught the scent of that perfume he wore that made him smell nice. "He's my boy."
"If he was your boy, you wouldn't have had sex with me in the first place," Quinn spat. Puck was taken aback by her venom but hid it with a sneer. "Admit it, you wanted me that night."
"It only happened because I was having a fat day," she said defiantly. Puck looked down into her green eyes and saw the fear that was inside them. She was scared and rightly so. He wanted to hold her right there, tell her it was gonna be okay, she had him.
No. She had Finn. Puck was simply a ghost in the background, watching, haunting them. God knows what Quinn was going to do but Puck was going to be there, even if he had to do it quietly. He'd be like a guardian angel, watching over her, there to protect her if she fell.
Because, and Puck was certain, she would fall and no one would be there to catch her.
Hope you enjoyed! Reviews would be much appreciated! :)