He didn't expect to fall in love with her. And it wasn't just because he was smart and she was … smart in other ways. Puck told him it was because Brittany took his virginity and he'd never forget it.
When he asked Puck who he lost his virginity to, the mohawked jerk replied, "The fuck knows? I ain't no pussy."
Pussy, he guessed. Whatever.
But being with Brittany was amazing and he wouldn't lie – he totally considered himself a stud when he was getting laid and Sam and Finn weren't.
But dating Brittany was awesome. And he thought he loved her even if he found himself looking at Tina every so often. He figured he'd always be drawn to her because she was his first real love, even if she didn't put out.
(When he said that to Puck the other boy asked to see his vagina before giving him a high five. He was seriously becoming concerned with his friend's extreme obsession with female genitalia.)
His friendship with Puck surprised them both because after Geometry and Chemistry there's this awesome dude time where Puck taught him some trick plays he wants Beiste to try out next season.
And Puck's a talker. Like, for real, homeboy doesn't ever shut up.
Quinn this, Finn that, Sam this.
And Rachel. Does that dude ever talk about Rachel.
God, if he didn't know any better he'd think his friend still had a thing for the girl. (He does know better and he knows that while, yeah, Puck's hanging out with Lauren and stuff that there's really only one girl Puck's ever really taken the fall for and while he's tried to climb back out of the hole, now that Finn and Quinn are done and Finn and Rachel are back on, he finds Puck staring at the blonde with something a little more than friendship.)
He wished someone would look at him again the way Puck looked at Quinn.
But he messed up with Brittany and he messed up with Tina and he kind of considered himself the male version of Rachel for a while there because she couldn't make it work with anyone but then he realized she probably didn't want to make it work with anyone but Finn and by-gum she finally got it right.
Maybe Puck was onto something with that whole him being a pussy thing.
He figured maybe it was time to be alone for a while. Get his head on straight. Because he had been single for the first sixteen years of his life and then had a string of hot girlfriends (if two could be considered a string – three if you count Brittany making out with Santana before going to his house). Maybe he should take a step back, gain some perspective.
And, hey. If all else failed, he could probably take Mercedes on a date or something.
Homegirl needed a good time every once in a while and even if they didn't date they could hang or whatever.
And maybe something could come if it down the line.