A/N: I put my iPod touch on shuffle and let the music claim the story. The last line will always be from the song the story is based on.
"Puck, I can't believe I'm saying this but I think I love you," Quinn said looking down.
She wasn't lying to him. Ever since they'd had Beth she'd felt different, changed in some unknown way she couldn't explain. They had a breathing human in this world that was part Quinn and part Puck.
"Babe you had your chance. How many times did I want you. No, don't try to count how many times, you'll hurt yourself. I'm done with silly girls who don't know what, or who, they want. I've moved on to better things now Quinn."
"Exactly, Puck. Don't you realize that's all Shelby is? She's a thing in the way of our love. Please remember us. How we were. I miss the way you used to look at me, they way you kissed me"
"Don't you remember what happened at all? All this started when you were with Finn. You were as I recall "In love with him" even though you jumped in my bed as soon as you were lonely. You cheated on Finn with me, on Sam with Finn, who would you cheat on me with? Sam? Is this a continous cycle?"
"No, he doesn't want me back," she said softly, but honestly.
"Finn?"
"You idiot! He's happy with Rachel. I may be a bitch but why would I ruin that for them?"
"Since when does Quinn Fabray worry about whether or not her actions will hurt someone? Since when does she think of the consequences and how badly she could hurt someone, even ruin their lives?"
"Puck, I've changed. Please, I love you."
"No, Quinn. I can't."
"Why, Puck? Can you tell me why?"
"Because," he said slowly, "I had a world of chances, chances you were burning through."