A/N: Hey guys! so this was supposed to be a on-shot, but it got longer, so it's a two chapter story. Basically it's Quinn's POV and different stages of her life. I hope you like it! Reviews are very welcome :)

Firsts

It all started so weird. It was all confusing and basically messed up. But underneath it all, and despite me not wanting him at the beginning, he was there, wanting to be part of it. Making, imposing himself to be a part of it.

1. First time…going all the way.

Noah Puckerman…was the first man I had sex with.

That was not how it was supposed to happen, not the way I was raised. Certainly not the way I had fantasized about it. It wasn't romantic, intimate, memorable. No. To tell the truth I don't even remember how it happened, why it happened or even where. And all I got after it was…a positive pregnancy test.

So, I know, hiding the truth from Finn was a terrible thing to do. But what could I do? I was dating him and suddenly got pregnant by his best friend? I couldn't do it and I didn't want to be alone. When you think about it, knowing Puck they way I did, he was not only not ready for parenthood, but also, he was not going to be willing to give up on his ways. And I knew Finn would man up and be there for me, no matter how much I'd bitch about stuff.

After the truth came out, I was scared. I decided I was going to do this on my own, how? I had no clue.

Soon enough Puck came to me and we sorted it out. We were not dating, but I was living with him, he gave everything me and my…our baby needed. He turned out to be something different from what I thought. He manned up and got a job, supported me and the baby like I would have never thought he would've. For the first time in a long time, I felt secure and happy.

2. First time…living in with someone.

Certainly not the way you expect to be the first time you move in with someone. In the beginning I was feeling odd, like I didn't belong. Puck tried to make me feel comfortable, but I just wasn't. For starters, I didn't even know Puck's mom…ok I didn't even know he had a sister, that's saying something.

Living at the Puckerman household, I learned a lot of things:

a) Puck's mom worked all day, and until now she worked all weekends, just to make ends meet. I never realized how hard other's had to work just to get through the day. But when Puck got a job, she was finally able to rest on weekends. I can't remember how many times she thanked me, and I felt ashamed that it took this for him to realize all the work his mom did for them.

b) Puck as a brother was protective and caring. I would've never believed it, if I didn't witness it. The first time I saw them I couldn't believe it. It was when, after he offered to help me with the baby, I knocked on his door and he answered it carrying his small sister while she playfully hit him to put her down. That's when I knew things could work out, and asked of I could move in (Also living with Brittany was making me feel like a burden).

c) You don't have to be rich or have a dad to be happy. I noticed that even though there was lack of money, this family was close, and no matter how hard Puck tried to hide it with his "badass" attitude, he cared more for his family than he would ever admit. And the lack of father figure, did affect them in some sort, but when I learned everything about Puck's dad and I understood why Puck wanted to be there for his baby, his mother was able to fill in for his absence. When I praised it, Puck commented "Don't even think about it" he was never going to leave his child. And a small part of me, liked him for that.

So yeah, living with him and his family wasn't ideal or perfect but in a matter of weeks..maybe days, I felt comfortable enough to call them my family.

3. First time…cooking for someone

Well…after all the hard work and love I was receiving from this family, I wanted to give back you know?

So one day, Puck was working and Mrs. Puckerman too, and I was alone at home (yeah home) with Abby, Puck's sister. The least I could do was having dinner ready when they came home. I decided to cook them a nice dinner.

It's worth mentioning that I wasn't a very good cook. You can't blame me though, I was raised in a household where my mom didn't work so she cooked sometimes, and when she didn't we always had maids to do it for us. In fact living with the Puckermans taught me a lesson on how to make a bed and clean a house the right way. Sometimes I felt like Mrs. Puckerman was trying to train me to be a wife someday, and I knew I was learning and I would be a good one.

So, I wasn't a good cook, I barely knew how to cook. So I googled a recipe for Spaghettis, found the ingredients and began to work. I started early, like 4pm, just incase I made a mistake I could start again. Mrs. Puckerman and Puck where to arrive at 6 so I had plenty of time. Abby offered to help, she wasn't that good either (also she was 7).

Puck arrived early that day, I didn't hear him come in, the kitchen was a mess, it was barely 5pm and we had already burned 2 packages of spaghettis…seriously, it was supposed to be easy. There was meat on the counter and some sort of sauce we tried to make, it was a disaster.

"Should I call the fire department already or shall we wait until the stove catches fire?" He said mockingly
"Shut up, I'm trying!"
"We wanted to cook for you and mommy, a surprise!" Abby explained
"The messy kitchen is a surprise, since I left it clean this morning" He smirked
"I'm sorry I'm not perfect, I'm not a housewife" I said sounding angry, I mean I try to do something nice and he does this!?
"Hey…I'm kidding" he stood closer "come on, let's cook some dinner" he said to me kissing my forehead

THAT by the way was a completely unexpected, but it was nice. Puck was slowly crawling his way to my heart. He was different, he made my heart twirl in ways not even Finn did, and when I felt this way, I could feel a happy baby kicking me from inside.

On my defense, I have to say I did make a kick ass salad.

4. First time…being the one a guy cooks for.

So..I'm almost 7 months pregnant, My hormones are driving me insane. Puck's mom gets it, his sister does, Glee club understands (except for ok, Brittany) why can't he? He's always on my case!

"Don't bend over like that"
"Did you take your pills?"
"When is your doctor's appointment?"
"That dress is not flattering"
"Why are they touching your belly?"

.Can'.It. I know he is concerned, but I know what I have to do, he is NOT carrying this baby. He doesn't know what it is like to wake up and see a huge ball in your dress. He doesn't know that all I need to hear is "you look beautiful ". He is doing it just to bother me. I know we are not a couple, but this is HIS baby as well!

"Stop it Noah! If I am stressed, we'll have an ugly baby, do you want that?" that was the last thing I said before storming out of the house. I had called Rachel (Yes, Berry, we're kinda friends now, she's nice and she cares for the baby and I think she cares about me too) and she came to pick me up and take for ice cream, I was in a real bad need to eat some.

She was really nice, she took my mind off things, we talked about the baby, and how fast we were growing (yeah, I was growing to the sides, thank you very much). But she also made me realize how much I already loved this baby, how much care and effort I put on keeping her healthy, even if it made me look a bit bigger. Also all the Glee clubbers were already in love with her, they called her "The Golden Baby", Finn still called her Drizzle, I didn't care anymore, how things were going, that was going to be her nickname as soon as she is born, I was sure of it.

So Puck finally texted me, he wrote he was out of line and that he wanted me to come home. Rachel saw the look in my eyes as I read. "Ready to go home?" she asked, I just nodded. She smiled and we went to the car.

It took us 20 minutes to get there, I was feeling much better, talking to Rachel was nice, she tried to understand my feelings, and when I called her on times like this she'd let me talk instead of having a monologue herself about Tony Awards. So when we arrived home, I was feeling good again, and well Puck's message was sweet, just like the way he was, mostly when we were alone.

I stepped out of the car and thanked Rachel for helping me. I noticed 's car wasn't there, which was odd since at 6 she was home, always.

"I'm home" I called as I walked in, for some reason, the house looked extremely clean, and it smelled so nice. Maybe I was just hungry. I had no reply.

"Noah? You here?" I called again
"Kitchen" he called

I walked past the dining room, to see the table set for two. I walked in the kitchen, confused.

"What's going on?" I asked, as I saw him cutting some tomatoes
"Just, go sit down, I'll be there in a minute"

It took me a minute to take everything in, he was wearing a blue button down shirt (actually buttoned) and a pair of black jeans. He looked at me, his eyes motioning me to go sit down at the table. I did, still not understanding. I sat there for 5 minutes until he came.

"I…listen, I bad at this" I just looked at him. "I was out of line before, I… I'm scared something could happen to you or her, and I'm nervous all the time, and sometimes I don't express things correctly" I raised my eyebrow "Ok I almost never express myself correctly" there, that's more like it.

"I just want to make it better, and I want our kid to be healthy and stuff" yeah he wasn't very eloquent.

"Thank you, I appreciate you try, sometimes I just wish you would listen to me, and let me explain stuff" I looked at my hands "I know sometimes I'm not in the best mood, but please understand"

I looked up at him, and I smiled. He smiled back and held my hand in his.

"So, to apologize, I cooked you dinner…and sent mom with Abby to the movies"
"I was wondering where they were" I said smiling.

Was this a date? I had no clue, but decided not to question his good hearted moment, and also, he was being so nice, and he looks so nice too. Ok why am I having this thoughts?

He cooked a chicken lasagna, needless to say, my favorite. How'd he know, I had no clue. And a kick ass salad, he even made the dressing himself. He was being such a gentleman, and everytime he was…my heart and stomach moved in funny ways. Also the baby wouldn't stop kicking.

"Here" I took Puck's hand and placed it on my belly, he didn't do it often, he was like scared it would hurt the baby, the few times he did, it was very special.

"Wow, she's tough…are you sure it's a girl? 'cause if it wasn't he could be a genius soccer player" I laughed, just because of how serious he was
"I'm sure it's a girl"

For some reason after that, we sat very close to each other, quiet, nothing but silence surrounded us.

And I felt Noah Puckerman's lips on mine, for the first time since he got me pregnant.

5. First time…kissed in the rain

It was Puck's birthday, so the Glee Club and I decided to throw him a party. So I had seen this park near our house, and I asked around and we could have the get together there, I wasn't one for a party at night mood, of course since I'm 7 and a half months pregnant and all I want is to rest my feet and get foot massages and sleep in early.

So it was going to be a day party, in the park and everyone agreed. It was a surprise party so I had been taking care of Puck all day, and yes he was driving me crazy.

"Why, whyyyyyyyy? It's my birthday, I want to go out!"

He was being a baby, I had him stay in the house all morning pretending I was hormonal and wanted to stay watching "The Notebook" which I knew he hates. He was having his small rant in the kitchen, soft but loud enough so I could hear him. He came back to the room with my glass of water.

"You want to go out? Ok let's go" I said
"No, if you want to stay in, let's stay in" He said the best way to fake his voice, ever since I bitched at him because we always did whatever he wanted, he was trying to be nicer to me. Specially since I was about to pop.

"Seriously, come on, I want to show you something anyway" I said grabbing the car keys
"I'll drive" he said taking my hand to grab the keys
"No, I can still drive" and then I had the biggest cramp ever. "Ok, you can drive". Not nice baby.

So I gave him the directions as we went our way, and I made him park in a curb near the park.

"This is not exactly what I meant, by going out"
"Be quiet, come on" I commanded, yes commanded, he was bitching again, like a child.

We made our way into the park and before he could react, everyone, including some guys from the football team shouted "SURPRISE!"

He was smiling so wide, I think his face hurt. I was happy we pulled it off, Rachel and Mercedes winked at me in approval. I hugged Puck and said in his ear "I hope you like it, surprise" and then walked to join the girls.

Puck was hugging some people (Yes, he now hugged people) and shaking hands with others. Finn took charge of the grill and Puck helped him occasionally, just so we actually get something to eat.

We had an amazing afternoon, Mike brought music and we all danced to it, while the obvious King and Queen of dance were Mike and Brittany. Mercedes sang a very "Happy Bday Mr. Puckerman" a la Marilyn Monroe to Puck, which to we all laughed and then sang the real, less sexy happy bday.

By 5pm everyone was getting ready to leave, we dismissed them all, while offering to finish cleaning up, even though I was extremely tired, but they had set this up so, that was all I could do, besides it was almost clean.

By the time we picked the last things, it was starting to rain, we finished picking everything up, and the small rainy breeze was now pouring rain. We ran to the car, which wasn't very near. As we got there, I realized I didn't have the keys.

"Oh Noah, do you have the keys?"
"No, you had them"
"Uh..Oh.."

Now rain was freely pouring down, getting us both drenched, I was getting mad, when I heard Puck laugh.

"I swear this could only happen to us"

I started laughing too. We where both standing by the car, rain pouring down, Puck called his mom, who had a spare key and she was on her way to meet us.

"Hey, look the baby is happy" I said and Puck reached out to touch my belly, and he noticed me shivering, he came closer to me and hugged me, he tried to cover me as much as he could, which wasn't much, but his warmth was just enough.

"We need to find the baby a name" He said
"Yeah…and fast, I feel like she's going to walk out of here any time now" he chuckled, I could feel the movement of his chest

Right there, that moment was perfect. I then knew he was the one I had to be with.

He looked down at me, and smiled.

"Thanks for today, it was perfect"
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, I'm sorry I had to act bitchy so you would stay at home"
"I'm getting used to it" I smiled at that

"Hey Quinn, I've been thinking" He told me still holding me tight
"Yeah?"
"I think, we could make this work" I stood silently
"So, you already live with me, and my mom likes you a lot, and so does Abby" I just smiled, I really didn't know where was this going or coming from, so I just let him continue
"Quinn… do you want to be my girlfriend? Like…a real couple"

I just smiled, and hugged him tightly "Yes" I whispered in his ear

He smiled, leaned in and kissed me. A sweet, long, deep kiss. We were extremely wet, but we didn't care, we just stood there, still kissing. Until we heard a car coming near, finally Puck's mom was here, with the spare key.

He thanked her and let me in the car.

That was my first kiss in the rain.