Chapter 4: Better late than never!

Finn woke up late Saturday morning with a splitting headache. "Fuck," he mumbled, sitting up slowly. He rubbed his eyes and searched the living room for his phone. He spotted it on the end table next to him and reached for it. Two new messages: one from Kurt letting him know that he and Blaine had left and that their parents were out house searching and wouldn't be home until later The second was from Puck.

-Heard about U and Quinn. Text me.

Finn ran his hands through his hair. He had completely forgotten about breaking up with Quinn, especially after what went down between him and Sam last night. Finn didn't know what to do. Kissing Quinn or Rachel was great but kissing Sam felt better than either girl. Finn's phone went off again, Puck's name flashed on the screen.

-Dude U there? Party too hard last night?

Finn smiled and texted back.

-No im here. Just woke up.

-Well im bored and Lauren is wrestling so i'll see U in 10?

-sounds good. See ya man.

Standing up, Finn stretched and wandered into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out a carton of orange juice and took a sip straight from it. Wiping his mouth, Finn put the orange juice back in the fridge and shut the door. Then he walked over to the kitchen table and saw a note on the table:

Be home later. Stay out of trouble! Love you, mom

Finn groaned and put his head on the table. Before long, he heard a knock at the door. Finn got up and headed to the door. He opened it to see Puck standing there, hands in his pockets.

"You look like shit," Puck said walking in and making his way into the living room, plopping down on the couch.

"Nice to see you too," Finn replied shutting the door and following Puck.

"So why did you break up with her? Quinn is one hot piece of ass dude." Finn shot an angry look at Puck and Puck just put his hands up. "But you don't need to hear it from me. So what, you still into Rachel?"

Finn felt his body tense. He wasn't about to just tell Puck that he could be gay. "Not exactly," he responded.

"Whoa, did you and Santana hook up or something?" Puck looked at Finn, waiting for an answer. Finn just looked at the floor. "What the hell is going on?"

"Sam and I got pretty wasted last night."

"That's it? Dude you kidding?" Finn took a deep breath.

"And we kissed."

Puck looked disgusted for a second before wiping the look off his face. "Hey who cares, you were drunk. Remember Rachel's party? I don't think there was anyone there I didn't kiss."

"Yeah but this time was different."

"Dude no way. He got both your balls in his mouth? I knew that giant ass mouth was good for something."

"Shut the fuck up. We just kissed."

"Did you like it?"

"I don't know dude."

"So you gay now?"

Finn stared at Puck. "I said I don't know."

"Well whatever happens, I guess I'm here for ya bro." Puck playfully put an arm around Finn. "Just don't try to kiss me."

Finn smiled and punched Puck in the arm. "Shut up," he said with a laugh.

there it is! hope you like it! I'll hopefully get another chapter up tomorrow! thanks for all the great reviews!