I heard you're doing okay
But I want you to know
I'm a-dic
I'm addicted to you
I can't pretend I don't care
When you don't think about me
Do you think I deserve this?

Since the day I met you
And after all we've been through
I'm still a-dic
I'm addicted to you
I think you know that it's true
I'd run a thousand miles to get you
Do you think I deserve this?

I'm trying to forget that
I'm addicted to you
But I want it and I need it
I'm addicted to you

~Addicted, Simple Plan

Mike was staring ahead, but he wasn't paying almost any attention to the rode. He fixed his eyes pointlessly on the bright trails of the lights. He was overwhelmed by his thoughts coming back to the moment of kissing Quinn or to their conversation in the kitchen. He didn't even know why he was thinking about her. He obviously loved Tina. He adored her and her sweet personality. However Quinn's name always had made that kind of impression on him. When they were kissing he had gooseflash all over his body. He didn't want to break that kiss and he felt so wrong about that.

He looked at Tina. She was sitting next to him almost asleep. She drunk a lot. Too much for her. Mike had never seen her like that. And when he was looking at her face, where the strands of her dark hair were falling down gently, the guilt grew harder in him.

After a couple of minutes he pull in her driveway. He sighed laudly. For a moment he was considering if he should have carried her home. Her parents wouldn't have mind, they loved him. But he didn't know if he wanted to enter Tina's house that night. Tina could've woke up in his arms and knowing her, she wouldn't have let him leave. And he woudn't have had a heart to say no to her. And that wasn't exactly what he wanted. Not that night.

He shook her body slightly, which provoked a few groans escaping Tina's mouth. He smiled. He loved her among others for being so adorable. But he shook her once again. Much more firm. Her eyes opened immidiately and her forehead puckered.

"What's going on?" She groaned.

"We're here." He said quietly smiling. Tina bowed her head and forced Mike into a passionate kiss. He felt a little bit uncomfortable.

"Come with me. Stay with me tonight." She gabbled.

"No, Tina. It's not the best idea." Mike cut her off.

"And why's that?" He could say she was a little bit annoyed. He understood her though.

"I just don't want to, baby. I'll come around tomorrow." He said and got off the car. He walked to her door and opened it for her. Tina was sitting with her mouth open, but when she heard his grunt she got off too.

"Are you ok, Mike?" She asked stopping next to him. She was drunk but she knew his every single motion and all of his looks. And that wasn't the normal Mike. It wasn't her Mike.

"Yeah, what are you talking about? " He puckered his forehead. "I'm just tired and I want to go home."

"It's because of Quinn, right?" Mike frowned. "That's why you don't want to stay with me tonight?

"What?" He said a little bit amused. This masked his nervousness.

"I don't know, Mike. That kiss of yours… " Tina sighed calmly. "Neither of you spoke after that moment. You were both sitting quietly and you were avoiding each other's eyes.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Tina." Mike laughed "You were the one who told her to kiss me. Neither of us wanted that kiss, that's why we were so embarrassed." Mike didn't even noticed that he started to scream.

"Yeah, but I didn't think you would be eating each other's faces for five minutes, Mike."

"Don't exaggerate Tina, ok? I didn't do anything wrong." Of course not. Except the fact that I am lying to you about her and I can't stop thinking about her from the moment when our lips touched again. He thought ironically.

"I know what I'm saying Mike. I saw it." Tina yelled. She took a deep breath and sighed taking a few steps towards him. "You were staring at each other like you were about to fall into each other's arms. What is it about Mike? You and Quinn? You've seemed to have no interest in each other. You haven't even talk to each other that much. But from that look and that kiss I could tell like you had had a rough relationship in the past." Another deep sigh. "You were looking at her with such a nostalgia, Mike… " He didn't know what to say. He just wanted to run into his car and drive away. He was also so nervous. He didn't even know it was because of all the bullshit Tina said or because that bullshit was 100% true.

"You're nuts, Tina. Sober, think and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"But-" Tina didn't know what happened.

"No, Tina…" He cut her off. "I'll come tomorrow. And then we'll talk about it.

Mike got into his car and drove away immediately leaving his girlfriend on the driveway with an open mouth. He heard her screaming his name, but he didn't react. He felt as an even bigger jerk. But he couldn't be there any longer. He felt that that conversation went to the wrong place so he just couldn't. A moment longer and he would've confessed everything to her. And he couldn't just do that. He couldn't ruin their relationship because of his moment of weakness. Because that was exactly only a moment of weakness. He hit his driveway. It wasn't late. It was near midnight but there was no lights in his house. And he remembered it. His parents did go to their friends for a weekend. Good. He didn't want to meet them in this state. He had to think about all off this. He got himself off the car and locked it. He walked to the front door and put his hand to his pocket. The keys were not there. He rummaged all the pockets of his coat. Also nothing. He ran to his car. They were nowhere to be found. And than it hit him hard. Tina's purse.

"Fuck." He yelled. He couldn't just go there. She probably wouldn't even let him in. He had no choice. He jumped to his car and started it.

The way to Artie's wasn't long. Mike parked his car and pulled himself off the machine. He opened the door and went inside. He could still hear laud music and some of his friends. The odour of the alcohol hit him at the doorstep. He walked into the living room and almost everybody was there. Nobody noticed him. Santana and Brittany weren't in the room. Finn was kissing Rachel passionately on the couch. Artie was sleeping on his own wheelchair. Kurt and Blaine cuddled next to the fireplace. Mercedes was dancing alone in the middle of the room and singing along the song. Mike shifted his gaze to the other side of the place. He noticed bored Quinn who was sitting in the armchair and looking outside the window. His heart skipped a beat, for what he reprimanded himself. In spite of that he took a couple of steps towards the blond until he saw a well-build guy with a mohawk giving her a drink. She stopped for a moment. Puck sit on the arm of the armchair and laid his hand on Quinn's shoulder. He, than, glued his lips to her earlobe. Mike was surprised by their acts because the two of them hadn't spoken a word for all the previous year. Than the well-known, sweet voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Puck, get off of me. I don't want to wrangle you right now. " Quinn said disgusted moving back from him. She didn't want to be rude. She just didn't want to spend this night with him.

"Babe, you know that we belong together." Quinn rolled her eyes. "And now, give Pucksourus a kiss, he missed you so much." Puck was drunk, Quinn was disgusted and Mike was jealous. Yeah. Mike was so freaking jealous. He always had been. He was feeling this strange sensation everytime he saw her with every other guy. However now, he could name it.

"Hi." He said calmly reaching them. Quinn fluttered her eyelashes and opened her lips gently. They were looking in each other's eyes. It was awkward but Puck didn't seem to notice it.

"What are you doing here, dude? Shouldn't you be with Tina now? In one of your extremely strange but still amazing asian sex positions?" Quinn rolled her eyes but a moment later she was staring at Mike again. He was doing the same.

"Not everything went according to plan, Puck." Said Mike looking at Puck for the first time.

"It's not that bad, right? The night's young." Puck rose his eyebrow and looked at Quinn. She was annoyed with his actions, so she turned away her head. Than the mohawk guy looked behind and saw Mercedes. He smirked at Mike and Quinn saying "Excuse me."

Puck went to Mercedes. Quinn and Mike followed him with their gazes. Puck came behind her and joined her in dancing. After a moment he whispered something to her ear and she giggled.

"Ugh… Disgusting." Moaned Quinn.

"You're talking about him picking you up a moment ago and now doing the same with Sedes or that she seems to like it?" Asked Mike with the same facial expression.

"Both." They laughed. After a moment Mike turned his head and looked at Quinn. It was awkward.

"So… you're sitting here alone? " He asked trying to break the silence.

"Yeah… as you can see…" She answered playing with her fingers. Mike nodded. Another seconds of silence.

"Quinn-"

"Mike-" They said in the same time.

"You first." Mike pointed her with his hand.

"Why don't you sit down?" Quinn asked. Mike nodded again. He sat down a few inches away from Quinn and looked at her. " Mike, I… I wanted to say, that… I would like to…" She tried to said something, but her words didn't want to make a sentence. "Thank you." She said finally.

"For what?" Mike wrinkled his forehead and smile gently.

"For no telling them. You could do this, but you didn't. I wanted to thank you for that."

"That's ok." Quinn finally looked at his eyes, but that intimidated her so she again looked at her hands.

"Besides I shouldn't have attacked you. I'm sorry. I was so scared that everyone could've known about us." Mike shivered when he heard that word.

"I know you regret what happened and I didn't want you to hate me even more." He said after a moment. Their gaze meet each other.

"I would never hate you Mikey." She giggled. "You are the nicest guy I have ever met." She said this familiar words with a voice of the fourteen year old girl. Mike once again felt shivers on his back. "Besides I've never regret it. I regret having sex with this guy," She pointed at Puck who was kissing Mercedes. "but not with you. I've never regret anything that had happened between us." She said it really quietly but Mike could hear her words. He surprised himself with a smile entering his mouth." Besides I'm so glad that he wasn't my first." Quinn added shyly.

"And I'm glad you told me this. You had stopped talking to me the other day so all this time I've been thinking I hurt you." Mike lowered his eyes with sadness. He didn't want Quinn to see it but she did notice it. "This eased my mind." Quinn unwilling touched his hand gently. He looked in shock at the place where their hands were laying. The blond took her hand and looked away. It was even more awkward than a moment ago.

"Everything's ok?" She asked.

"What?"

"I asked if everything was ok… with you and Tina. You said that something went wrong. You guys fought?" Quinn asked.

"Yeah, sorf of." There was pain on Mike's face after he heard his girlfriend's name. Quinn was worried. Mike and Tina were perfect together. She was jealous of their happiness. She saw in them what she lost when she cheated on Sam. But Mike had other reasons. He left his girlfriend after a huge fight and was recalling old times with his beautiful would-be ex-girlfriend. And she was his first love. Yeah, Quinn. He had felt it since the first day they had met. Quinn always was his first. She was his first kiss, first time, first love. Not Tina, Santana or Brittany, as the others had thought. Quinn. And that's why he felt like he was the worst person in the world. He loved Tina, he adored her. But Quinn… She unwilingly made him vulnerable with the vibe of her voice. He forgot about everything. He felt so wrong.

"You know you can tell me Mikey. I'm good in listening to people." Quinn smiled honestly at him.

"Egh, Quinn I think I can tell you that." Mike sighed. He couldn't just tell Quinn it was because of her.

"Ok. You don't have to." Quinn cut it. She hated when people forced her to tell them her problems. That's why she left it like this. "Mike."

"Yeah?"

"Can you do me a favor?" She said. Mike just nodded hipnotized by her long eyelashes. "Brittany was supposed to take me home, but she clearly has something more important to do with Santana. And I just really want to go home. Could you take me there, Mike? I mean, I could walk but it's far and I'd prefer not, so-"

"Yeah, obviously Quinn," He interrupted her. "No problem, besides I don't have anything else to do." Quinn smiled. "And I couldn't let you walk by yourself."

"Thanks."

Quinn took her bag and her coat and without goodbye she left Artie's house with Mike. The ride was silent. Mike turned on the radio because of the awkwardness. Quinn's face lit once she heard what song was being played.

"I love this song." She squealed and she started to hum the melody quietly. Mike was staring at her during the action trying to not cause a car crash. But she was so happy and enthusiastic, so bright that he couldn't take her eyes off of her.

"So if by the time the bar closes and you feel like falling down I'll carry you home tonight." Mike sang.

"Well, it turns out Mike Chang has a great voice." Quinn smiled at him. Amazement in her eyes.

"Thanks." Mike blushed. "I've been thinking about the part of Riff in our West Side Story." He said shyly.

"You should totally do that. You'll be perfect as Riff." Quinn smiled lightly. "Carry me home tonight. Just carry me home tonight…" Quinn sang theatrically towards Mike. The dark-haired boy chuckled. Their verses fitted perfectly to this situation. Quinn giggled and she looked outside the window listening to the song.

When the car stopped Quinn turned to Mike.

"Thanks Mike." She smiled nicely.

"It's nothing." He answered the same way. "It was better than sitting at Artie's and waiting for everyone to leave.

"And why's that?" Quinn asked. "Aren't you going home?"

"My parents left and Tina has my keys." He sighed. "After our fight she wouldn't even pick up her phone. So I thought I would come back to Artie.

"You could sleep in my house." She whispered. Mike looked at her a little bit scared, a little bit nervous, but also a little bit excited. "I mean. My mother's not home. She's on some Catholic assembly and I don't want to be home alone. I mean. I like to know that someone is in the house. You can sleep in my sister's room if you want. Last time she slept there was two years ago and now it's the guest room and-"

"Quinn. Calm down." Mike chuckled. Quinn giggled at her actions. It has never happened to her. But this time was different. "Thank you, I would love to." Added Mike a moment later.

"So, you agree?"

"Yeah, totally. I don't want to go back there. They're totally waisted." Mike laughed.

They both got off the car. Quinn was looking for her keys once she felt someone's hand on her waist. She was about to scream when she found out that she was laying in Mike's arms. Mike put his second arm under her knees and kept her body tight. Quinn intuitively flung her arms around Mike's neck and was staring at him questioningly.

"You asked me to carry you home." Explained Mike smiling widely.

"When?" Quinn was surprised once she looked at his happy face. The same smile appeared on her face.

"In the song you were singing." Mike stated. It took her a couple of seconds to analyse his words and understand them, but then she giggled cutely. Mike's smile grew even wilder.

"Okay." She nodded gently. Mike improved his embrace and carried her home. She wasn't heavy. She was light like an angel that she really was. She fitted to him perfectly. They didn't stop smiling and smirking. He put her back on her feet and she opened the front door. She encouraged him to step forward. They finally took off their coats and shoes and walked into the living room.

"Are you hungry?" Quinn asked after a moment of silence. Mike nodded. "What about pizza."

"Pizza is good." His eyes grew bigger and bigger.

"Pizza is life." Quinn smiled and ordered their pizza. "We have to wait only 25 minutes." Quinn jumped from happiness. She looked over at Mike and her smile faded. "Mike, is everything okay?" She asked sitting beside him. She touched his back hesitantly.

"It's because of Tina," Quinn felt a weird jab inside her body. "And our fight."

"W-What happened?" She mumbled.

"We fought because of…" Mike lowered his hands and looked into Quinn's eyes. "Because of you, Quinn." She shivered.

"Me?" She faked a laugh. "Why? It's ridiculous."

"It's all about our kiss." Mike tried to hide his nerves, but it didn't work.

"But she was the one who told me we should've kissed." Quinn was shocked with this statement.

"I know. I told her that. But Tina wasn't refering to that fact that we kissed but to the way we kissed." Mike looked her deep in the eyes. Quinn knew perfectly what he was talking about. She was the one who shared that kiss with Mike. She was sure that everyone could feel the sparks that appeared between them. She couldn't describe what she felt when she was kissing her old friend. She'd never felt something like this during a kiss, even with Sam and he was an excellent kisser. She didn't know what she should've done in the first place. She was pulled out of her thoughts by Mike's warm hand on her cheek. Quinn immediately looked at it.

"Mike-" She whispered.

"Quinn I ran away. I left her there just because I knew she was damn right. That kiss… was magical and don't say you didn't feel it, because I know you did." Mike was trying to speak calmly, but Quinn could feel the emotions in his voice. A moment later she was inhaling his sweat-mint breath forthcoming her. She closed her eyes instinctively and when she could almost feel Mike's soft, warm lips on hers, she took a deep breath and mumbled a quiet "No."

"What?" Mike wasn't able to open his eyes and sober up from this haze yet.

"No, I won't do that again." Quinn straightened up and pulled away from him. Mike looked at her in shock, caused both with her reaction and his need to kiss her. "I'm not going to break another couple, especially you two. You don't want to ruin it, Mike. Believe me, I'm not worth it."

"What are you talking about?" Mike started to stutter.

"I'm talking about Tina, Mike," Quinn looked at him. "You told her earlier today that you would've never cheated on her."

She could see that with every passing second he was becoming redder and redder after the realization. She knew how ashamed he must've been now. And she was proud that she managed to stop it.

However, she couldn't understand that pang of sadness she felt when he realised that she indeed wasn't worth it.


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