I woke up and Puck's hand was on my boobs a place they shouldn't be. I could hear him snoring so I tried to move his hand slowly away from the restricted area. But he woke up and I dropped his hand back onto my boob.

"Oh god sorry Quinn." He quickly moved his hands.

"It's fine." I turned to my back to look at him he was on his side still kind of over me but not quite. We looked at eachother. He looked even better in the morning. His muscles were so much bigger up close and his abs ahh amazing. His mohawk was a little messed up. I wonder if he brushes it. I started to wonder what I looked like so I tried to fix my hair. Puck saw me doing this and said,

"You look beautiful." I smiled. His one hand moved to the other side of me and he was completely on top of me. I was confused was he going to kiss me? I closed my eyes and put out my lips but then he just got off the bed. I guess I had stuff in his way on the other side so he couldn't get out that way. My face was red from embarrassment hopefully he didn't see.

I got up out of my bed and he just went downstairs. Weird. I got my silk rope and put it around me. I went into the bathroom and fixed my hair and brushed my teeth. It was Saturday so I didn't need to be anywhere but I just hate bad breath. I start to smell something. It smelt like eggs maybe pancakes. Was he cooking for me!

I walked downstairs and went in the kitchen. He was standing there by the stove with his butt looking marvelous in his tight underwear. I said,

"What's this?" He turned around with a spatula in his hand.

"Oh I decided to make you breakfast. I'm making eggs..."

"I don't like eggs." I was kind of mad he just assumed he could do whatever he wanted in my house but….it was also really sweet.

"I know you don't that's why I'm also cooking pancakes with some chocolate chips that I found I know that's your favorite."

"How did you know they were my favorite?"

"I used to have to get them for you like everyday when you were pregnant."

I laughed of embarrassment, "Oh yeah I forgot." I sat down at the chairs and just watched Puck cook me food.

He turned around a little to take a look at me. Then he said,

"I like your robe."

"Thanks its from India my dad got it for me. I got a little sad thinking about my dad it has been two years since I have seen him. All because I got pregnant but I have passed that stage in my life. Now I just want Beth back.

"Oh cool."

"Yeah it feels amazing."

"Looks it." He smiles as he flips a pancake.

"Wanna feel it?"

"Um sure." I got up and walked over to him. He put the spatula down and turned to look at me. He looked me in the eyes and then he put his hand on my shoulder, he slid his hand down my arm and then back up again. I got goosebumps.

"Yeah you're right. You-It feels...amazing."

We stand there just looking at each other me in my rope and him in his underwear just staring.

Puck says to break the silence,

"Do they make one in my size?" We both laugh. I go and sit back down. Puck finally brings me over my pancakes. I get up and head to the refrigerator to get syrup. He almost runs into me with his eggs.

We both sit down and eat. I say,

"This pancake is great, Puck. I didn't know you cooked."

"I have hidden talents you could only dream of babe." He gives me a wink as if that was suppose to be sexual, I start to blush.

We both finish our breakfast. I get up and take his plate saying,

"I'll do the dishes since you cooked." He gets up,

"No its okay I can do them."

"Puck its fine."

"Okay well let me dry at least."

"Okay I'll allow it since I hate drying." He walks over to the sink and gets a towel and grabs the first dish.

"How could you hate drying it's better than washing."

"No washing is the best."

"I guess were just opposites." Opposites attract.

After we finish the dishes I say,

"So I'm going to go get changed."

"Okay. I'll wait till your done to change." He is so uncomfortable.

"No you can come it's fine. As long as your back is turned." He looks shocked. I head the stairs and look back at him and say,

"You coming?" He follows me upstairs. I grab a sundress and lay it on my bed. I look at Puck as he puts on his pants and his shirt. He is done in like two seconds. I quickly undo my rope and put the sundress on. I could see Puck taking a look. I go over to my makeup desk and brush my hair and put my makeup on as Puck sits on my bed watching me. I finally finish and he looks at me and says,

"God you're gorgeous Quinn."

"Stop!" I blush.

"I mean it." He looks me up and down.

"So now what?"

"Maybe we could go see Beth."

"No your like addicted and it needs to stop. I can't sleep over every night because you're thinking of Beth. When does your mom get home?"

"I don't know she is suppose to call before she gets on the plane."

"Oh okay."

"So we have this beautiful day what should we do?"

"I don't know I should be heading home. I need to take a shower."

"No you can't leave me alone! I'll just be thinking of Beth all day I need a distraction. You can shower here."

"Are you sure? I don't even have any other clothes."

"Yeah its fine and we could go shopping!"

"Okaayy..." I could see he was a little weirded out on how into him staying I was but I did need a distraction and he was already here so.

So Puck was in the shower. I was laying on my bed. Thinking. He was in there. Naked. In my shower. Gross. I hear the shower turn off. About time. I see his head come out around the door all I can see his steam coming out and his gorgeous eyes.

He says,

"Hey Quinn could you give me some towels?"

"Oh god yeah sorry." I went into the closet in the hall and got two towels. I went back inside and the bathroom door was shut. I knocked on it and Puck's head peered out behind a small crack of the door.

"Thanks." He said and took the towels. The towels didn't fit through the crack so he had to open the door more. I was still there and when he opened it a little more. And I saw something I probably shouldn't have seen.

Puck comes out of the bathroom with a towel around him.

"I'll leave the room so you can change." I said and walked out the door. I didn't want to see anymore of Puck that I shouldn't. I walked down stairs and sat in the living room. Five minutes later Puck came down and his mohawk was all wet. I asked,

"Do you brush that?"

"What!?" He looked confused and frightened.

"Your Mohawk."

"Oh no. I let it do what it wants."

"Oh really. Can I fix it it is really bothering me." He laughed and said yes so I ran up to my room and grabbed my favorite comb.

"Okay go sit on the floor in front of the couch."

"Okay." He went and sat down. I climbed behind him on the couch.

"This is my favorite comb okay?"

"Wow." I combed his mohawk back and then a little too the side. His hair was still a little wet but it was so soft. I must have been combing his hair for a while because he stood up and said,

"Okay thats enough I don't have that much hair." He laughed.

We were about to get in my car when Puck got a text. He read it and I stood there and watched him. He said,

"Oh I got to go. I'm really sorry Quinn." I was so sad,

"Oh it's...fine."

"It's just that I have to pick up my sister and bring her to her friends house."

"Well I could come with you if you want me to."

He looked shocked and panicky, "No I'm good."

"Okay well talk to you later." I closed my car door and went back up to my porch. He went over to his car and opened the door. Before he got in he said,

"Okay I'll text you later!"

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