I'm sorry, don't kill me, I was sick and then I got writers block and I'm pretty sure I still have it I'm not sure. I'm a horrible person plus I'm making plans for stuff that's definitely going to get int eh way. So all help would be gladly freaking appreciated.
Pairings: Finn/Puck
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
"Noah?" His eyes darted to his sister who stood in the doorway. "You have a friend over." He sat up and saw her standing there, with raised eyebrows looking more pissed than ever. What the hell did he do to her?
"Santana?" Confusion shot through him as though there was no reason she would be there. His sister had left after he knew who was there. Santana's eyes narrowed as she took a few steps into the room so that she was closer to him.
"What the hell is this?" She asked and confusion filled his eyes.
"What are you tal..."
"You and Finn!" He glanced down, feeling regret fill up his heart. "How dare you do this to him. He's broken up?" Puck's head shot up. "And I know you don't want this to end either."
"You don't know anything." Puck denied swallowing.
"Did you?" He went to deny it again but couldn't find his voice and shook his head. "Then why did you Puck. Why did you? What made you?"
"I...he"
"You won't hurt him Puck, if that's what you're afraid of. He's okay with it as long as you two are together he's FINE. He's happy!"
"My mom."
"Well what about her?" He sighed and started to tell her everything that happened from the talk to the phone call to the day after.
"That little bitch, how dare she!" Santana looked about read to kill his mom, but held back from doing something. "We are going to have a long conversation about this. In the meantime call Finn, fix this."
"He doesn't want to talk to me. I hurt him."
"Yeas you did but yes he does, so call him." He smiled and opened his phone calling his boy...ex-boyfriend who will hopefully forgive hi, but no one truly knows, right?"
I know this is short but I'm telling you I just don't know what to write, right now. Lease tell me this is normal, please tell me it will go away. PLEASE! I need some help, it's killing me. I'm almost done with school so that'll give me a few weeks in the summer then I'm busy for one then I'm free until whenever. I'm sorry you guys. You need to help me out though, I'm not sure what to do. Anons, writers, readers this is you're time to keep this story alive, so if you're one of those readers who don't comment this is the only time I will basically beg you to review or PM with advice or any help possible.