I don't own glee. Or any of it's amazing characters...:(


It's impossible to escape. Escape from his touch. Escape from his words. Escape from his love.

I knew it was a mistake, sleeping with him...getting pregnant. From the moment I let him in, I knew that I had made the wrong choice. I knew he was using me. For his reputation. And he knew I was using him, to feel better about myself. There was no love involved, just stupid kids with stupid ambitions. But when we were doing it, something just clicked. I felt truly happy for the first time in a while. And then… I got pregnant. It ruined everything.

It ruined everything I had. My popularity, my relationships, my life. But I stayed with Finn. I stayed with him because it's what I thought that I wanted. I wanted to be seen as a saint, someone people could worship. But all that was shot to hell when I got pregnant. Finn was there, sure, but with Puck, with Noah, he gave me a sense of real support, something that I was lacking in.

I was told all of my early life how fat I was. How ugly I was. How useless I was. So I reinvented myself. I created Quinn Fabray. But, I guess along the way I lost a part of who I was. I lost my sense of love. I was so invested in recreating myself, I forgot what love felt like. Because I was told all of my life how unloved I was.

And Finn came along… and he told me how beautiful I was, how much he loved me, but I never felt it. I never remembered how to love, because he never reminded me. And I never felt it much when I had sex with Puck either. It was just a distraction. A meaningless fuck. And as much as I wish that it had never happened, I'm glad that it did. Because it brought me closer to feeling love. It brought me closer to Noah.

I saw things in him that I had never even thought to believe were there. He was vulnerable. We both were. Because we both didn't understand love. We both didn't understand how to be loved. We had lost our way and only had each other to guide ourselves back. We talked about so many things. The baby. My past. His father. I opened up to him about my past self. About who I was before Quinn, and how I dealt with the bullies. And he opened up about his father, and how hurt he had been when he left. But I still didn't tell Finn the truth. And I will forever regret that.

Noah's heart was broken when I told him he was never going to be the dad. He may be the father, but he wasn't allowed to love her like a dad. He shelled up again. Didn't talk to me like he did before. Didn't show that he cared. Didn't act like he mattered anymore. He turned back into Puck. He became a bully, projecting his hurt onto other people, because it was the only way he knew how to deal with it. And then Finn found out…

When Finn found out, I thought the world was going to end. He was trying to show he could be a good dad. Not like Noah, but he tried. My world collapsed. I shut down, didn't let anyone in. Because I didn't want anyone's support. I wanted to do it on my own. I wanted to be strong. And our lives went along. Puck and I were civil, we lived together, but he still closed himself off. And then I moved in with Mercedes. We just stopped talking, unless it was about the baby. I told him he was allowed to be there during her birth, and he smiled, but it was a sad smile. A somber one.

When Beth was born, I was feeling bittersweet. I found love again, with Beth, but I lost the only love I had in my life in an instant. It was like I was destined not to have love in my life. But looking at Puck, seeing the tears in his eyes as he held his daughter, I realized that love had been in front of me the whole time.

"Did you love me?" That was the question I asked him.

"Yes...especially now…" Was his response.

Three words. Three little words with such a big impact. But I thought I knew better. I thought that he was going to forever remind me of Beth. I thought that being with him was going to ruin my life. So I told him that we had to go our separate ways. But, I guess I never really stopped loving him.

And the years went by. Sophomore year ended soon after Beth was born, and I put my heart into reinventing myself once again. And he put his heart into trying to fill his loneliness. Trying to fill his emptiness. With women. With drugs. With alcohol. And I never tried to help him. I never once even talked to him over the summer. We were both fragile. Mentally. Physically. Emotionally. It wasn't long before I began to feel the same emptiness. The loneliness. When I was pregnant, I had someone with me everyday, even if they weren't living yet. Now that she was gone, I had nothing. So I dated Sam. And when that didn't work out, I went straight back to Finn.

Meanwhile, Puck was still struggling. He didn't have anything stabilized. Nothing was given to him. He had to work for it. And the pressure and stress all got to him, and he broke down. He was drunk one night, and he needed some money to help pay the rent for his mother, and something in him just snapped. He drove into the side of a building and tried to steal the ATM. I felt terrible, but too concerned about myself to care that much. I wondered, Was I going to break down just like him? What I didn't realize is how much more I had than him. I had a loving mother. I had a nice house. I had friends who had my back. I had guys practically begging to be with me. He didn't.

He had a mother who didn't really love him. A deadbeat father. A scummy home environment. No friends, well, no true friends at least. No one wanted him. I had everything. He just wanted me. Because he loved all that I was, not all that I had.

So we dated around, me with Finn, him with Lauren. Both of us only doing it to fill the emptiness in our hearts. And the year came to a close with nationals. Where I had my breakdown. Where I realized, all I wanted was to be loved. And we lost, and I just snapped. I dyed my hair, got a tattoo, smoked, I did anything to escape my former self. And that's how I started my senior year. Alone. Fragile. Vulnerable.

And Shelby came back, and that broke me even more. Because Beth was here, but I couldn't see her. There was so much temptation. So much love that I had holed up inside me, ready to share. But I was a train wreck. How could I support a child if I couldn't even support myself? And Puck was finally doing ok. So he saw her. And told me how beautiful she was. And much that we were alike. So I went crazy. I pretended to change. I wanted Beth to myself, because I wanted somebody to love. And I seemed to be missing that he was right in front of me.

I didn't get Beth. And I realized that all I needed was another opportunity. So I invited Puck back over. And I tried to have more sex with him. But he was smarter. He knew he was being used, he just wasn't going to fall for it this time. And we talked. About all of the feelings we had bottled up inside of us. Our longings for love. We asked ourselves, why can't we be like Mike and Tina? Or Finn and Rachel? Or Blaine and Kurt? Were we just that unloveable? And then he told me he was sleeping with Shelby. And our worlds collapsed again.

Because after everyone found out, Beth was gone again, right from under our noses. But, I guess it was for the better. My whole attitude towards life changed. I got into Yale. Decided to make something good out of my life. His didn't.

He didn't have goals. He couldn't have goals. Because just like me, he'd been told all of his life that he was worthless. And that sense of insecurity ate away at him. Until he felt like nothing. Until he was nothing. He wasn't going to graduate. He thought of himself as a failure. Everyone thought of him as a failure… except for me. Because I had seen the real Noah. The Noah who just wanted to be loved. So I helped him. He just needed some love. And I had plenty to give.

"I'm here because I love you."

Six words. Double the amount as last time. Yet, still so big of an impact. And it wasn't a lie...I loved him, and he loved me. But it was only high school, and there was a whole world out there to explore.

After we graduated, we didn't really talk. Yeah, we texted every once in a while, and saw each other at a couple group reunions, but we never moved on with our feelings. I was happy at Yale and he was happy doing whatever he was into at that moment. And then I met Biff, and he made me feel happy. Sure, I had to lie to him for it, but I thought that he brought me true happiness. So I stayed with him.

Then, Finn died. I was at the funeral, but I wasn't able to go to the McKinley reunion. Seeing everyone so lost, so sad...it really puts your life into perspective. So I went back to New Haven and called all of my old friends. Rachel. Mercedes. Kurt. San. Britt. Puck. We all talked but it wasn't the same, it just felt different. Knowing that our leader was never going to be back. Never going to smile his goofy smile, or laugh like he did before. But we all pulled through. If not for ourselves, then for Finn, and the fact that he wouldn't want us to be sad. So I threw myself even further into Yale. And Puck joined the air force. We were both content. But we both felt something missing. We didn't have the last piece to our puzzles.

When it came to the end of the New Directions, Mr. Schuester called us all back for one last song. So I came back, with Biff. Because I wanted to start to introduce him to my family, my real family. But seeing him, Noah, so perfect, made my insides twist, made my heart race. It was like he had this impenetrable hold on me. On my heart. And he sang Keep Holding On. The song that always made me tear up. The song that got me through high school, and life. And I told him that I still couldn't love him. And as I sat there and cried, I let a tear fall for him, for the boy who was never going to know my true feeling. And he walked out, angry, because he thought that he wasted his time on someone else who couldn't love him. And he didn't know how wrong he was.

Long story short, Biff found out about my past. He was angry, it was like all of the love I thought he had for me disappeared. But Puck still defended me, it was like all of the pent up rage flew away. So I took his words of advice. I told Biff to leave. And I joined my family. My true family.

And I found him in the locker room, admiring Finn's jersey. And he opened up again. After five years, he told me that he loved me. I was his soulmate. Forever caught in his gravity. And he saw my expression. He mistook my love filled heart and left, thinking it was filled with hatred. So I followed him. And I kissed him.

"Stay..."

One word this time. It was all it took to change our lives forever.

And I think of where we are now, getting ready to be married and I think to myself, How did we get here? And I always remind myself of this story. Our story. And I remind myself to never close this book, but to only open up another chapter. And this chapter, the one right now, is about our everlasting love.

Now we may fight, we may have those days where it gets so hard we feel like exploding. But it never takes us long to return. Because I've fallen. I've fallen into his gravity, and I'm never letting go.


A/N: Hope you liked it! I'm actually really proud of myself...two stories in one day...Wow...This fic was inspired by Gravity by Sara Bareilles...It's one of my favorite songs, check it out...Please leave a review, even if it's a criticism or only one word...they really help!