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"How many times do I need to tell you I don't want to watch The God Father?"
"I don't care," Puck took a chug of his beer and put his feet up on her coffee table, "it's my turn to pick the movie."
Quinn rolled her eyes and sunk into the couch crossing her arms. "I don't see what you see in the movie anyways."
"I don't see what you see in the Notebook."
"What? I've never made you watch that with me."
"Berry has and it sucks." Puck let out a belch and relaxing further into the couch, irritating Quinn even more.
"You suck," She said getting up and smacking his head on the way into the kitchen.
"Hey!"
"Screw you!"
"Fuck you!"
Quinn was reading her book in the kitchen, finally beginning to relax, when she heard Puck call out an order from the living room.
"Get me some Doritos will ya?"
Quinn stiffened up and hardened her grip on her book, "Get them your self!" She called back. Though she didn't know why they were talking so loud because the kitchen and living room weren't that far apart and the door separating the two wasn't all that thick.
"Your closer!"
She threw her book on the table and yelled, "If you want the damn Doritos get off your ass and get the them your self!"
There was silence before she saw the door swing open and Puck come in with an empty beer bottle in hand, "What's your problem?"
"What's your problem?" Quinn mumbled to herself attempting to imitate Puck and picked her book back up.
"I hate when it is the time of your month," Puck grabbed the bag of Doritos and another beer and walked back out to the living room.
Quinn bit the inside of her mouth to keep her self from saying anything more and dove back into her book.
A few minutes later, after she read a few more pages of her book, an idea came to her head and a smile crept across her face.
Quinn stood up and stretched her neck out before walking back into the living room.
"Hey Puck?" Her voice was quiet and shy.
"Yeah?" He said shoveling the chips into his mouth, not prying his eyes off the TV.
"Can we talk?"
He looked at her for a second and back at the TV, "If it's about earlier, I'm sorry, but this is the best part of the movie and-"
"It is important," She sat down next to him and positioned her body to face him.
"Is everything ok?" He asked pausing the TV.
"Well technically yes, but it is all subjective, just promise you wont freak out."
"Well you're already starting to freak me out," He said taking his legs off of the table and sitting up.
"Ok but I want you to remember we have been through a lot and can get through anything, ok?"
"Was is it Quinn?"
"Ok umm…"
Quinn tried her best not to crack a smile. She credited her days of manipulation and drama club senior year to her good acting skills.
"I'm pregnant"
Pucks face fell instantly and he looked like a scared little kid. For the first second felt guilty but then she realized it was Puck and they did this shit to each other all of the time.
"Are- are you sure?"
Quinn nodded. "Yeah I took a pregnancy test, I have been sick, and even more moody than usual."
"But we- we used protection," Puck's stutter and barely able to make complete thoughts were making whole thing that much better.
"I know"
Quinn wanted to make a comment about him having strong swimmers but that wouldn't be something she would say if it was actually happening.
Puck sighed and put his head in his hands. "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know, we are older and wiser than the last time, but still…"
Puck nodded and sat back up. "We will be ok"
She just felt fake tears brim to her eyes and dove in for a hug. "I'm scared though," Quinn whispered to Puck, letting her tears fall onto his neck.
"I know, I know," Puck soothed rubbing her back.
"We don't have very good jobs, our apartments suck-" Quinn felt her tears getting more hysterical and she hid her smile in Puck's shoulder.
"We will figure it all out."
"You promise?"
"Promise"
They stayed like that for a few minutes longer before Quinn released herself from the embrace and wiped her eyes. "I'll be right back"
"Where are you going?"
"To get some water"
"Ok," Puck nodded and pick up the remote, "hey, I'll put a different movie in."
Quinn let out a small smile and turned to push the door but then turned back around again faced him, "You really think it is going to be ok?"
Puck stared at her for a second and she could see the scared look in his eyes, "Yeah, like you said, we can do anything together."
Quinn nodded again and walked into the kitchen, trying to not let her laugh be audible to Puck.
She grabbed a beer from the fridge and popped the top off.
Quinn tried to gain her composure and stop laughing when she went back out to the living room.
Puck looked at her confused when he saw the beer in her hand. "You didn't need to get me one, I still have half of one left."
"I know," Quinn said taking a sip from the bottle, "It's for me."
"You can't have that," Puck said reaching for the drink from her hand.
"Sure I can," She said taking another sip and putting it out of his reach.
"You're pregnant"
They stared each other down before Quinn let out a sharp laugh.
"What the hell?"
"Gotch ya!" Quinn let out between laughs. Tears were rolling out of her eyes and she could hardly contain her body.
"You little bitch"
"I can't believe you fell for it!" Quinn screeched, her laughter still going.
"Glad I could be your sense of amusement for the night."
After a few minutes, Quinn's laughter died down and she put a hand on Puck's shoulder. "Sorry I just had to."
"You didn't"
"Yah but…you have to admit it was pretty funny."
"Yeah hilarious!" Puck bit out sarcastically. After a few seconds of silence and few giggles from Quinn here and there, "So you're really not pregnant right?"
"No"
"Thank god," Puck sighed throwing his head back against the couch.
Quinn started to stroke his head and said, "Though how would you feel about having a baby?"
Puck looked at her with his you've-got-to-be-kidding-me and worn out look. Quinn gave him a big smile and started to laugh again.
"You have serious problems," She laughed.
"I," Puck pointed to him self, "I have problems?" He asked in disbelief.
Quinn laughed and nodded her head. Puck smiled deviously and reached for her beer and chugged the whole thing.
"Hey!"
"And I am putting back on my original movie choice."
"What ever," Quinn said reaching for the Doritos and taking out a handful, "it was totally worth it."
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