A/N: Woah. When was the last time I updated this? LOL sorry guys :P I'll put another one up tomorrow I PROMISE XD
Thanks to everybody who has read this so far, and especially those who actually took the time out to review. Even those that just say "great fic" or "cute". Those are my faves ;) Legit. Haha, no I love all of my reviewers and readers, especially since I'm so slack with the updating etc. so if you guys are still reading this...
*standing ovation*
Happy Reading xx Poppy :):)
The next couple of weeks Puck was extremely lonely. He knew Beth wasn't calling any time soon, Rachel and Jesse were on their honeymoon and it was Vivien and Puck's four month anniversary and she was in Hawaii for a photoshoot.
Puck was chilling at nine at night, watching some lame news program or something when he heard a knock on the door. It was Vivien.
"V? What are you doing here?" Puck swept her up into a tight embrace. He hadn't seen her in two weeks
"I couldn't leave you for our anniversary" She laughed. Puck grinned
"Well what did you want to do?" He asked her
"Actually… there is this Prada afterparty that I can get us VIP access into…" She said slyly. Puck smiled dotefully but on the inside his stomach dropped. He loved parties, he did. But this night was supposed to be special and just between them. But he knew she was trying to make it nice so instead of telling her no he said
"Sounds great" Vivien clapped her hands
"Good, I've got your tux in the car" And she grabbed his hand and led him out to the slek black porshe that was Vivien's car.
Vivien pulled out a sleek black box with the neatly folded Marc Jacobs suit inside.
"Go change" She ordered before slipping inside the car to change into her own outfit
Puck followed orders and went back inside, and cautiously opened the box. Inside was the most expensive looking suit he had ever seen in his life. He was scared to put it on.
But Vivien was an impatient person, and he didn't want to keep her waiting, so as fast as he could he slipped into the black and white get up, combed his hair and ran back outside.
Vivien was leaning against the hood of the car, looking as beautiful as ever in a slinky black satin dress. Her long flowing black hair was in some exotic looking up do. Puck eyed her appreciatively and Vivien twirled around for him.
"Its Prada. Considering it's a Prada event I thought it was appropriate" Puck smirked in reply. He held open the door for her and they both hopped in. Puck was driving.
When they arrived at the event it was ten thirty and the party was only just getting started. Before they even exited the car Vivien styled his hair using some gel she had conveniently lying around.
Then when they hopped out of the car Vivien grabbed his arm and they smiled for the paparazzi. Puck felt like Jesse St James.
They walked the red carpet quickly and Vivien was stopped a few times for questions from reporters and even more times for photographs. Puck realised he was only her "man bag" to these people. But it didn't matter. As long as she loved him.
When they finally arrived to the actual party all Vivien did was drag him around so she could talk to various people. Only one person actually asked who Puck was and before he could answer Vivien interrupted with
"This is my boyfriend, Noah. He's a screenplay writer" Puck's jaw dropped at the lie but he held his tongue
After the people moved on Puck tugged on her arm and hissed
"What was that?"
"What was what?" Vivien asked innocently
"Are you embarrassed by me?" Puck demanded
"No of course not!" Vivien exclaimed "If I was embarrassed by you sweetie, I wouldn't have brought you" Puck let go of her arm
"I need a drink" But before he could get away Vivien grabbed his arm and said cordially to a man walking passed
"Cedric! So good to see you" The said man turned and smiled pleasantly at Vivien and even smiled at Puck
"Vivien" The man began in a charming british accent "how lovely to see you! You look ravishing – you are simply the second most beautiful girl in the room tonight" Vivien scoffed
"And who is the first?" She asked
The man turned so she could get a better view of his date
"This" He leant in closer to the girl on his arm "is my lovely fiancée, Quinn"
