Quinn walked to the docks expecting for her heart to be broken and with tears flowing heavily now, she walked up the set of stairs leading to where she was set to meet Puck. She paused for a moment and wiped her eyes; she was upset but didn't want Puck to see the negative affect he had on her. As she headed towards the end of the dock, she saw Puck standing looking over the lake.
"Puck" she gently called out. He turned around and he looked terrible. But not the terrible look you have when you are hung-over after a night of partying and sleeping with as many girls as possible. He looked like he hadn't slept at all; puffy red eyes that complemented the bags underneath them. Of course, Quinn didn't see it like this. She saw it as a boy who got pissed and went off to see the other girls after his girlfriend refused to give it up and cried herself to sleep.
"Quinn" he answered, sounding disappointed at who was there or maybe it was sadness.
Quinn chose the former as she replied, "In the flesh. Now if you have something to say can you get it over with, I'm kind of busy today." She crossed her arms and looked up at him, as if she knew what he was up to all night. "How was your night?" she questioned sharply after he hadn't answered as quickly as she'd like.
"Pretty shitty actually" Puck answered the clear sadness coming out.
Quinn wasn't backing down or falling for his "lies", "Oh Santana and Brittany weren't up for any fun last night?" she said in a harsh, mockingly tone as she put on a (fake) puppy dog face.
"What the hell is with you Quinn?" he practically made her jump with his voice raising and eyes now glaring down at her. "You really think I would do that to you? How am I supposed to know what they were doing? I laid on the floor last night and when you finally went to bed I went down to the living room," he placed his hand on the top of his head grabbing at his mohawk. "I felt terrible about what I said and I couldn't sleep. I thought about waking you up and apologizing but I didn't want to upset you anymore. So I sat down stairs, hating myself until the sun came up. I went to Finn's room to tell him to get you to come out here today so I could talk to you," he looked at Quinn.
"Well I'm here aren't I," she said, her tone not angry anymore but still sad.
"Quinn, I'm an ass and I feel terrible about what I said. I would never do that to you, EVER! " he looked at her and then looked down, "I was just so pissed. We've been so close and I guess I was exciting myself in thinking that this would be the weekend. I really am sorry and I never want to make you cry or make you feel like you aren't enough for me. 'Cause god Quinn, you are! You are more than I could ever want or need. And I promise we never have to have sex if you don't want to, because I love you so much and I have to be with you." He looked up at Quinn who seemed in better spirits now. "You're my one and only love Quinn and I would never do anything to jeopardize it."
She smiled gently to her self before saying "You really hurt me last night Puck. I really want to, do- that, but when I feel ready and I just don't know if I am yet."
Puck placed his hand on her cheek and looked her directly in the eyes while saying "I love you Quinn and it doesn't matter if we have sex or not; as long as I have you I'm happy." He kissed her on the cheek while pushing a strand of her beautiful golden locks from her face. "Am I forgiven?"
"Well, I guess" she said smiling as she pulled him into a kiss, "Especially since we don't have to have sex ever!"
He looked down at her and kissed her neck gently, "Feel free to break that idea because Puckasaurus is always ready."
"If you keep calling yourself that, you really will never get any…from me!" she said as she playfully poked him.
They sat at the end of the dock for awhile before going in to meet everyone else for breakfast. Puck made Quinn feel amazing and even if he had his moments, she knew he loved her more than anything. That was more than enough for her to forgive him. They spent all day on a boat with their friends. The entire day Puck was devoting his every minute to making Quinn happy. He knew he was forgiven, but it didn't matter. His love would get whatever she wanted. That day Puck realized Quinn was it for him; she was his one love.
