I want to thank HappyAce88 for this idea! Thank you! So Puck is a main character in this story as is Santana so they should be in this story a little more, shouldn't they? So here's a little chapter about the two of them. Hope you guys like it!
Hiding My Love For You
To say Puck was upset that Quinn would rather spend time with Finn than him was a bit of an understatement. He was really looking forward to spending time with her especially after the hard practice. He was hoping that they would maybe go to house and relax with a movie. But for his image he would never admit that out loud. He walked to his car with his head held down. He threw his bag into the back and got in. He had just pulled out of the school when he saw a Cheerio not too far away. He drove up and stopped by her, rolling down his window, and she in turned stopped and faced the car.
"Hey." Puck said.
"Hi, Puck."
"What are you doing, Santana?"
"What does it look like, Puckerman? It's called walking home."
Puck looked at her and chuckled at her response. "Do you wanna ride?" He offered. Now that Quinn brought it up about Finn and looking at Santana now he noticed that they aren't as close as they used to be.
Santana rolled her eyes before stepping into the front seat of the car, throwing her stuff next to Puck's. Puck put the car and drive and started down the road again. He felt extremely guilty when he had to ask her where she lived again. This information should have been memorized since she and him used to be best friends along with Finn and Quinn. She did her best not to let her disappointment show in her eyes. She just continued to look out the window to avoid eye contact after she told him her address.
The ride was very awkward after that. Neither knew what to say to each other anymore. They have just spent too much time apart. The silence gave them some time to think about how their friendship is now compared to then. Santana wanted to leave things where they were at right now, not wanting to talk about it and get it out in the open. It wasn't long before they pulled into Santana's driveway.
"Thanks for the ride, Puck." Santana got out and went straight into her house. When she was halfway up the stairs on her way to her room, te doorbell rings. She lets out a grunt and trudges back down the stairs. She goes to open the door. "Puck? What are you still doing here?"
"You forgot your stuff." He stood there a little uncomfortably. "Um...Can I come in?"
She stepped aside and let him in, closing and locking the door behind him. "You know you could have given me stuff back tomorrow at school. You didn't have to come in." She set her bag on the stairs to remind herself to take it up later.
"Oh. I know. But I also know that you have Cheerios practice tomorrow morning, and I heard Sue gets pissed and makes you run extra laps if you forgot your stuff. So I just thought it would be better and much easier on you if I brought it in." He took a seat on the couch.
"Well, thanks, Puck. Do you want anything to drink?"
"Water's fine." Santana went into the kitchen and came back out with two water bottles in hand. She handed him one and sat on the other side of the couch, facing him, waiting for him to say something.
"What?" He asked after Santana stares at him for quite a long time.
"I don't know. Just waiting for you to say something."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. You're the one that wanted to come in. I mean you could have just handed me my bag and then went home but instead you asked to come in. So either you have nothing to do at home or you want to say something."
"And what if it's both."
"Then it just proves that I'm right."
Puck rolled his eyes. "Ok. You're right. It's both. Quinn is out hanging out with Finn today, so there's nothing for me to do, and I wanted to talk to you. Quinn and Finn made me realize that you and I haven't talked in awhile. Is that good enough of an explanation for you, Lopez?"
"That's fine. So what's been happening with the Almighty Lord Puckerman?" Santana questioned in a sarcastic tone.
"Nothing much really. Let's see. I'm on the varsity football team even if at the moment I am still second-string. But mark my words, I will make first-string before the end of the season, maybe even before that. I'm surprisingly not failing all of my classes and I'm dating the head cheerleader of the school. So I'd say that I'm feeling pretty good. How about you Miss Satan?"
"Let me think. I'm on the Cheerios. Getting straight A's in class even though sometimes I deny it if people ask me. Joined glee club. You know, it really isn't that bad and the people in there are alright. I don't have a boyfriend. But I think my friends make up for that at the moment. I'm really close friends with Brittany, Matt, and Mike. And my best friend is our star quarterback."
"Sounds nice." Puck commented. They told each other some stories and eventually felt better caught up in the others life.
After awhile, they decided to go up to Santana's room and watch a movie. They both agreed on The Hangover. As the movie played they sat comfortably against the headboard of Santana's bed. Around the middle of the movie, Puck came from the bathroom rolling his shoulders back.
"What's wrong?"
"Just a little sore."
"Sit." She patted the spot in front of her and sat on her knees. He sat in front of her, facing the tv. He closed his eyes for about two seconds when he felt Santana's hands massaging his shoulders. He was starting to feel better. They continued to watch the movie while Santana massaged Puck's shoulders for a good ten minutes.
"Thanks San. That felt really good."
"No problem, Puckerman. It's the least I could do since you not only gave me a ride home but also helped me avoid the wrath of Coach Sylvester." She smiled at him. As the movie continued, Santana found herself zoning out every now and then.
As she sat next to Puck she didn't feel as sad as she used to when she remembered that he was dating another girl. The girl who used to be her best friend and kind of still is even thought that haven't talked much because her relationship consisted of her and Puck spending a lot of time together.
"We're still friends, right?"
"Of course we are. Why wouldn't we be?" Puck looked at her a bit confused.
"Just wanted to be sure."
Santana could feel the effects of her former crush slowly dissolving into the air. As much as she cared about Puck, she didn't completely feel for him like she used to. She knew that she would always have a small amount of feelings for him, because she has been her first crush and it had lasted much longer than most would. Maybe she loved Puck as a friend and used to love him for more. But that just it. She used to love him for more. Now she just wants to see him as a friend because she has a different person on her mind.
Maybe Puck isn't the one for me after all.
Thanks again for reading! I hope you guys liked this chapter. So should I include a more chapters like this in the future? Let me know. Right now this story seems like it's going to be longer than I had originally plan so I hope that you guys will continue to support me. Thanks again. And please review!