And you stood there in front of me just
Close enough to touch
Close enough to hope you couldn't see
What I was thinking of
-Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift
Puck love her. Is that wrong?
"No Noah, Not at all," a squeaky voice said in the back of his head.
Bullshit.
Puck's eyes traveled across the cafeteria. The tables. The peoples. Everyone. Everything. But he still didn't see her. The girl who would bounce her way to everywhere. Or maybe stomping when she's mad. The girl who loves playing with her hair. The girl who is so confident, she doesn't even care the whole shits going through her life. The girl who had her hopes high and occasionally watch it falls over and over again. The girl who sometimes, he doesn't understand. The girl who insists of using BIG words instead of BAD words. The girl that would make him light himself on fire.
Yep. Rachel Berry.
He take a look at his watch and back at the crowd. Some cheerleaders were trying to seduce him into getting the closet-TWICE but he stayed there. Waiting for Rachel.
Wait- why in the hell is he waiting for Berry, anyway?
Well, maybe because she's his (fake) girlfriend and she (kind of) made a promise to meet him there. (Okay- so, she didn't make any promises but she said 'see you later' .. so it had to mean something, right?) and why is he so hung up on Rachel (friggin) Berry?
Puck walk towards one place where he knew Rachel would be.
Auditorium.
Just when he was about to get to the auditorium, someone stopped him. He sigh, and turn around, ready to yell at Berry. "Quinn?" he ask, his shoulder drops. Quinn gives him a half-hearted smile. Puck look at her, "S'up, blondie?" he asked. "Puck," she breathed, "Why are you here?". Puck scoff and rolls his eyes, "I'm searching,"
"For what?"
"Where's your Finn?"
Quinn look away and sigh heavily, "He's busy.. I guess,"
"Too busy for you?"
Quinn scoffs, looking at him, "You have no right to say anything,"
"We had a chance to be together. We were together. Beth. We- no, you let go of her. Then, you went to Finn. You let go of me. We had a chance to be together- you let it go- and I want it back," he said, grabbing her arm. Quinn bite her lips, "Th-this is wrong. I cheated on Finn. I'm not going to make the same mistake," she hissed. Puck grunts, "He's an idiot,"
"He's your best friend,"
"Former," he said, "Former best friend,"
Quinn let herself go by his grasp, "That doesn't change a thing! Cheating is still cheating,"
"Dammit!" Puck half-shouted, punching the wall with his left hand, "He's an idiot and you still loves him! Every freaking female loves him!"
Quinn just look at him in teary eyes, "And you," she said, "You're with Rachel, aren't you?" she shook her head slowly. "Every freaking male likes him. Somehow got hypnotized by her crazy freaky personality. How do you think that makes me feel?". Puck wanted to protest her accusation but decided not to blow both of their covers. "What if I told you that I don't like her," Puck ask.
Quinn took a deep breath, "I... I need to go," and run away quickly- away from him.
Puck cursed under his breath and run his finger through his Mohawk.
Then, he heard a song- a music- coming from the auditorium. The sound of piano playing so softly yet so ... sad.
"I never want to see you unhappy, I thought you'd want the same for me,"
He follows her voice and watch her as she kept playing the piano. He walk up slowly towards her.
"Goodbye, my almost lover, Goodbye, my hopeless dream, I'm trying not to think about you, Can't you just let me be?"
When the song ended, he can saw her eyes gaze upon him. And for the first time, both of them show no emotion on their faces. Puck was wearing his poker face while Rachel- she just didn't smile or does anything- just blink, once and then, twice. Rachel didn't say anything, she didn't even move. But then, she place her face on her hand, supporting it. A smile slowly crept on her face- a playful smile.
"The song's for Finn?" he asked, cocking his head slightly.
Rachel look down, "Not at all," she stated, "For you,"
Puck didn't protest.
"I heard everything," she said, standing up, grabbing her bag. "Do you still want me to do this?" she ask, looking at him, directly in the eyes.
He snorted as a response, "The first time we had a relationship, it ended in a week. The second time, not even for 24 hours. Good record, Berry,"
From the look she gave, he knows she is still waiting for an answer. A solid answer. "I don't know," he told her, "Do you still want to do this?". Rachel walks to him- she spins around him, looking at him from head to toe- like she was judging him, but she didn't say anything. She tilted her head, "Will I get hurt?" she asked, her breath hitches. Puck shrugs, "Maybe," he said, "I hope not. We weren't supposed to like each other,"
(Too bad)
Rachel sigh.
He look at her, "Why weren't you at lunch?" he asked. Rachel smiles, "Practicing. Expressing myself," she answered. "For what?" he asked back, moving to the nearest seat and sit down. She followed him behind, "I don't know, okay. I just like doing it," and sit next to him, "What do you like to do on your spare time?". Puck sigh, "Probably hooking up with chicks or play my Super Mario,"
Rachel laugh.
He look at her like she was insane. He likes the way she laugh. It felt like he was floating. The way she laugh made her turn into someone else. Not the up tight, high maintenance girl- the kind of girl where you would be so amazed by the way she moves. He finds himself smiling.
"You are such a child,"
"Super Mario is awesome. You just don't know it yet,"
She let out a soft giggles, "Do you miss being with Quinn?" she asked.
"Yeah," he didn't lie.
"You must have a great time with her in your house,"
"Yeah," he agreed, "My mom kind of rusty with her, but they got along. She was sort of nice back then but now, the old Quinn Fabray is back,"
"Maybe you should win her heart instead of, you know, getting her jealous. You could ... um.. sing to her. I think she would like that. I like it when you were serenading me! Maybe you should! Come on! We got a lot of works to do!" she stands up, offering her hand. Puck didn't took it though, "What if it didn't work?" he asked. Rachel sigh, but soon smile widely, "Then sing her more and more song! Oh my- The Puck Shuffle! This is just amazing!"
"The what what?"
"The Puck Shuffle- it's like an iPod shuffle! It's just, with your name- ooh, how about we mash up Quinn's name and yours. Um, Fuckerman? Ugh, no! Hah, Quick! The Quick Shuffle!" she giggles, clapping her hand like a little girl, "C'mon! What are you waiting for?"
Puck hesitates, "Wait- you're serious?"
"Take it or leave it, Puckerman,"
He chuckled, "Quick Shuffle, it is,"
"Perfect!" she exclaimed, taking his hand and drag him out of the auditorium.
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