Can We Be One Again?

Quinn's POV

Quinn held back the eye roll from Puck's comment. Of course he'd remember to call her that. Instead giving him a sharp reply, she wrapped her small arms around his large frame giving him a tender hug. It had been awhile since she was able to hug him. At school she would only give him a civil head nod and that's it. Now that it was just the two of them. She could let go of her insecurities and was able to really give him her real emotions. Then again, this was Puck and she didn't know how he'd react. Instantly she pulled away from him. "So, you said you wanted to talk about something?" placing her hands at her hips she stands at the barrier of his door becoming a bit more impatient. Showing her into the house she follows him into the living room.

She had to admit it, it was all kinds of weird for her to be in his house again. After moving into Mercedes house in Sophomore year, she was sure that she wouldn't really be coming into this house again. But look at that, she was again alone with him. Sitting on the couch she fixes her skirt feeling the need to adjust every little thing in front of her just to avoid the most likely awkward conversation.

Puck's POV

Puck was actually taken by surprise when she hugged him. As if on command he wrapped his arms around her small petite body. He never thought he'd be able to hug her again. He missed hugging her. Not that they ever did that when she lived with him. Putting his hair close to her hair as possible, he could detect the sweet scent of her shampoo. It was that scent that he used to remember in the mornings. After she'd take her showers for school, he'd stand in the bathroom taking in the scent. He really did miss her. So much. "Yeah, er come into the casa de Puckerman." he smirked moving aside to let her in. He lead her into the living room so that she could sit down on the couch.

"Can I offer you something to do drink? Water? Coke? Wine coolers?" he teased before grabbing a water. He knew her a little too well to know that she wouldn't really drink the sugar in a can as she used to say. And he highly doubted that she'd ever want to drink with him again. Secretly he didn't want her to either, when he talked to her, he wanted her to be sober and to remember what he'd say to her.

Quinn raised a brow up at him. "Oh god no." she muttered before he handed over the cold water bottle. Smiling humbly she opens it up before taking the drink. "So, what it is?"

He looks at her as he plops onto the couch. Taking a breath he speaks. "I went to the mall with my ma and sister yesterday..I saw her." licking his lips he turns his body to face her. "She's perfect Q. Just like you. The blonde curls..your eyes." His throat began to close up and he felt the words becoming more hard to speak.

Gripping onto her water in hand she felt as if the house were more silent than it really was. Was he really telling her this. "She has blonde curls?" a small smile crept on her face as the tears pinched their way to her eyes. "I thought she'd have a Mohawk by now." Small droplets fell on her hand as the small tears began to come out.

Puck was about to say something when he noticed Quinn's reaction to what he told her. Pulling her in a tight embrace, he holds on to her tightly. Not really caring if she pushed him away, he just had to hold her. "Well she doesn't have one and I have to admit she's still beautiful.." Pulling back he wipes away the tears with his thumb. Leaning forward he presses a gentle kiss on her cheek. "That's not the only thing I wanted to talk about Q."

Smiling weakly she almost wants to leave her face in his warm hands but quickly composes her expression before looking down. His kiss left a burn on her cheek. She hadn't realized it feel so good for being so simple. "Well we did make her together so of course she'd come out perfect." laughing a little she looks up at him through her lashes. "What was it that you really wanted to talk about?" Their faces were so close together she felt the need to close up that space. Except she wouldn't.

"I wanted you to reconsider things..with me." looking down at her lips then flickering quickly to her eyes. Those piercing eyes. Hazel when normal. Green when happy. Right now they were almost too beautiful to look away from. "I know we didn't work out before. But Quinn, I can't have you out of my life. You're all I've ever wanted. All I've ever needed. Please, take me back."

His words were hitting her where it mattered most. The heart. Her mind was telling her no, to get up from the couch and not look back. Her heart on the other hand was already wanting her to kiss him and make all this not together nonsense go away. "Puck..I..I don't think that would be a good idea." the lies came out of her mouth effortlessly. "We should just be friends. It's easier that way." Quinn was a pro at hiding her true feelings. She had no trouble lying .

"Come on Quinn, I know I've fucked up royally before. But I've changed. We've both changed, look at how different we are now. I just, … miss you so damn much." Fuck it, he wanted her. Too much. "Fuck it." he muttered. Waiting to damn long to do this he puts her face in the palm of his hands and crashes their lips together closing up any space between them. Her lips were just like how he remembered. Sweet and soft. Like home.

"But I can't do this again Puck..I can't I-" his lips are on hers. Any sort of thought or motion was shot out the window. The tender hot kiss he laid on her made her mind unclear and her legs become almost jelly like. There was a tingling developing in the pit of stomach and she couldn't help but like it. Oh how she loved the way his lips felt perfect against her own. She pulled away though. "Well..that was really good." licking over her lips, she can taste his lips still on hers. They should make a Puck flavored lip gloss. It'd be sold out everywhere. She would buy them by the stock.

Smirking when she pulls back his face feels more warm now. He doesn't mind it one bit. "Of course it was good, you're kissing me babe." Lifting his hand, he pushes back a hair from her face. "But I have to admit, I really did miss your lips." leaning down he brushes his against her collar bone feeling the goose bumps begin to form over her skin and he knows very damn well that she likes it.

"Well you're very high of yourself aren't you?" she smirked back at him before feeling him lean over to kiss over her collar bone. Instant shivers run down her spine. This was something she did miss a lot too. His touch and feel. Pulling his lips back up she brings them back to hers giving him a passionate kiss. "So what are we going to do next?"