Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. Or anything Glee related.

Author's Note: This is in Quinn's POV.

Just so you know my life isn't going on a downward spiral. No, it's not going anywhere near that. At this point my life is about…actually, I don't know what my life is about. Is it about my reputation in McKinley? No, got over that. Is it about making the right choices and being the best you can be? No effing way because I am already the best there is. Is it about…actually, I can't think of anything else because my life is already perfect. Being the popular girl, having a totally cute boyfriend, head cheerleader, being prettier than all the girls put together, I mean, what can a girl possibly want? My life used to suck. I was chubby, ugly, pimply, people teased me…I dressed sort of like Rachel, only better. But I looked at myself in the mirror and pulled myself up and made a change for the better. And it worked. Now my life is just perfect. I was pretty, smart, popular and president of the Celibacy club. Boys would drool and girls would cringe in my presence when I would walk right down that hall. But all that changed when I was at my sophomore year. Because of one guy. Puck. He got me pregnant. Yes, I'll admit that he's gorgeous. More gorgeous than any guy I've ever seen in my life but he was a man-slut. He got into every girl's pants that he's ever been with and none of them ever got pregnant. Well, that is, except for me.

I expected him to walk out and say that I was on my own and that's why I lied that it was Finn's baby. I've always had a phobia for being unwanted and alone but that's not the point. The point was that Puck was being supportive and caring. It was like there was a whole other side of Puck that I didn't even know existed. But he still was a man-slut. And then during Regionals I gave birth to Beth. Beth was precious to me but this wasn't the right time to have a baby since I'm starting my junior year. When I was looking at her, Puck was with me the whole time. I was still kind of tired from the post-Beth, but all through the difficult nine months I always wondered if he ever felt something for me.

Did you love me?

Yes. Especially now.

I was…pleasantly surprised that I felt the same way. But no. It won't happen between us and that was why I cut off our relationship and put the past behind us. To make a long story short, I dated Sam and now I'm hanging out with Puck. Just as friends in the Lima Bean or whatever the hell he's got planned.

You're the best thing I never knew I needed

So when you were here, I had no idea

You're the best thing I never knew I needed

So now it's so clear, I need you here always

Yeah, sing it Ne-yo. I thought, on my way to Lima Bean. I saw Puck's black Chevy Suburban in the parking lot. There were only six other cars there but I managed to wedge my silver Toyota Corolla Altis between two ancient Dodge Colts. "You're just friends and you're only going to hang out." I told myself over and over again. But my heart kept thumping loudly against my ribs. I took a deep breath and jumped out the car. I inhaled the cool night air which smelled of honeysuckle and the slight hint of coffee. When I pushed the door to the Lima Bean it smelled pleasantly of express and vanilla. The Lima Bean wasn't full but only slightly. It was mostly just college kids and their dates. It was easy to spot Puck, mostly because of his Mohawk. I walked toward him, feeling my footsteps getting heavier. It was like I was wearing military boots instead of my black ballet flats. Puck was wearing a grey thermal and a slightly faded forest green jacket. He looked bored and when he saw me his face lit up.

I sat across from him. "Hey." I said with a smile.

"Hey. What can I get you?"

Normally, I don't drink coffee nor will I ever do. It gives you bad breath and stains your teeth. "I don't drink coffee."

He smiled. "Well so do I."

"So why are we here?"

"It's gonna get cold where were going." Puck said and added, "So hot chocolate?"

I nodded. He stood up and went to the two meter Lima Bean line. I quickly reapplied my mango lip gloss and started smelling my armpits. I did that mandatory girl thing when they're on dates. They check their appearances, they check their eyes if they have eye gunk, that sort of thing but I wasn't on a date. We were just hanging out. Puck was back and he presented my hot chocolate. He cocked his head, signaling me to stand up. He gently ushered me outside. The hot chocolate was hot in my hands but with the cold night air, it didn't matter. I was about to approach my car when he said, "We're taking my car."

"Why? What's wrong with mine?"

He shrugged. "It has bad tunes." I smiled and we got inside his car. I smelled slightly of him and Febreze. He got off the parking lot and down the road. He turned on the radio and Elton John's "Your Song" came on. Puck was humming to the song. "Elton John?" I asked.

"Yeah. Why?"

"I didn't think you liked that kind of music." I said, the taste of chocolate at the back of my throat.

He snorted. "I do. It's kind of…calming you know." He said in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Calming. Yeah. Like in glee club."

"Look, he just pissed me off okay?"

"Yup. And you tried to strangle him."

"Did I? I didn't notice." Puck said sarcastically.

"Where are we going anyway?"

"I told you, it's a surprise."

"Just tell me."

"No." He firmly said. He turned his car to a slightly muddy path. The path was lined with trees and bushes. I've never been to this part of town before. It seemed creepy in that oddly beautiful way. I imagined myself, if being stuck here, lost. I'd scream and nobody would hear. Some stalker probably lived here and killed a bunch of people and they'd scream and nobody would hear them. The police would never find their bodies and their families would go off thinking that they're missing. And then a horrible thought crossed my mind. "Are you going to rape me?" My voice was terrified as I felt. Puck laughed. "What? Where'd you get that idea?"

"Does creepy serial killer woods strike something to you?"

"When you say it like that, yeah. But trust me, I won't rape you. That's just stupid."

Then the forest opened up to clearing. There was a small lake and a huge willow tree just feet from where Puck parked the car. I looked up and my eyes were transfixed up at the sky. The sky was midnight black and the stars were gleaming against it so perfectly. A slow breeze blew through me and I could smell the lake. The lake was crystal clear and perfectly mirrored the sky. It was beautiful. The willow tree looked like it was crying because of the beauty of the whole scenery. My life in Lima and I've never known this place. I needed to get more. Puck's warm hand curled around mine. He led me under the willow treed and he placed his jacket on the ground and sat on it. He stared at the stars through the branches of the willow tree. He looked just as hypnotized as I was a while ago.

Still looking up he said, "Do think about her?"

"Who?" I was assuming it was an ex-girlfriend.

"Beth."

My heart pounded harder this time. The truth was I never even thought about her. There was just so much going on in my life. Beth was with Shelby now and living a fabulous new life in New York. I never even looked them up on Facebook and sent a friend request just to see how they were doing. Beth was and is my biological daughter after all.

"The truth is…no. There's just so much going on in my life right now that…it's just been a crazy time."

"It's always been crazy."

"Everything just…everything just happens so…fast." I leaned into him.

"You know what happened so fast? Us. But even if we're not together now and everyone's got their own crap going on…everything's happening so fast, I think it just pays to slow down once in a while."

I smiled, his philosophy was so underrated. It wasn't exactly Deepak Chopra material, that's for sure but that didn't mean it wasn't good. "Guess I haven't been doing that in a while. Or ever."

"That's why I took you to this place. It's a place to think. Whenever I feel messed up I come here and just think things over. Sometimes I bring my guitar, jam a little bit and write some songs."

"Wait, you write songs?"

He shrugged. "Yeah…more like working progresses." He said slowly.

I put my cheek to his chest. I felt the warmth through his body. I inhaled slowly and I was faced with his familiar scent. I've always found him to smell good. But I've always wondered if he wore cologne or something. Maybe it was kind of offensive that I would ask him something like that, but I couldn't help it. "Do you wear cologne?"

"Nah. I don't put that stuff on. Why?" He didn't seem offended. I could feel his lips on my hair.

"You just smell good. Like, all the time." I admitted. I could sense Puck was smiling. I kinda missed being with Puck. Just talking about stuff. It was easy talking to him. It felt as if there was a weight on my heart and Puck was the only one who could lift it by just talking to him. It wasn't like talking with Sam. Actually, he did most of the talking. He talked about Avatar, he talked in Na'vi, he did impressions (I didn't mind the impressions because they were good) and a bunch of other stuff that were exhausting to hear.

"You know, I kinda like this. Just me and you. No one else." I said softly.

"Really?" He said, looking into my eyes. My heart hammered against my chest. My insides felt like it was melting, like it always did when he was looking at me.

"Yeah." I breathed. I wasn't breathing normally. It wasn't like I had asthma or anything. We both leaned in closer. I could feel the heat coming off him. Our foreheads touched and our lips just inches apart. I closed my eyes, prepared for what would come next. But it didn't come. I put my hand behind his neck and pulled him closer but he pulled away seconds before our lips would touch.

"Kiss me." I murmured against his lips, waiting for his response. A second ticked by and Puck's lips pressed against mine softly. Puck's hand went around my waist and pulled my body closer to his. I didn't feel guilty about what we were doing. I was lost in the feel of his lips against mine and I couldn't think straight. His mouth tasted just how I remembered it but somehow it sort of tasted like Vanilla Coke. It was passionate alright. No, it was beyond that. It was like something out of a Nicholas Sparks novel. It was real between me and Puck and I couldn't just escape that fact. It was raw and real. For a moment, I forgot who Sam was, or if he saw what I was doing or all that other Sam related stuff because it was just me and Puck. And I loved Puck. Not Sam or Finn. Plus, I didn't really care if he got me pregnant or not because that fact alone was just an opportunity to see how wonderful he really was.

He pulled back and looked soulfully into my eyes and we both smiled. "I love you Puck. I always have."

"Well it took you long enough." Then his expression changed. "What about Sam?"

"Who?"

"Your boyfriend with the lady lips. Maybe your lady male."

"Oh yeah. Him." I said, absent-mindedly.

"So what are you gonna do?"

"I'm just…I'm gonna let him down easy."

I reached for his hand. "Look, that doesn't mean you can start flirting with me openly. I mean, just let me handle everything okay?"

"Yeah. Sure." He said and kissed my cheek.

"Look, when we get back…just act like everything's normal okay?"

"Yeah. Like I said."

I looked up. The stars were still shining brightly. "It's getting late. We should…go."

He picked up his jacket. Puck stood up and helped my up by pulling me by the waist. "C'mon, I wouldn't want your mom to get her panties up in a bunch." Puck said teasingly as we got inside his car. Along the way, we were jamming to Usher's "Trading Places". The road to my house was empty. "Wait, how about my car?"

"Just give me your keys and I'll have it back by midnight." I handed him my keys and all too soon we were at my front door. He walked with me outside to my doorstep. We stood there awkwardly, just like a date would go. "Puck, was this really you wanting to hang out?"

A slow smile spread across his face. "No. Not really." I smiled and I reached out to kiss him. He kissed me back eagerly and then he pulled away. "I should get your car."

"Yeah. You should." We stood there awkwardly for a few more seconds and he said, "So…I guess I should be going."

I nodded and he took two bumbling steps backward. "Yeah…I should…I should get your car so…" Then he almost tripped over a flower pot and he cursed. "Shit! Um…yeah." He said nervously and he hopped into his car and drove away. I was grinning away like an idiot when I got inside. I was literally jumping, like I was buzzed with energy.

Just like how a perfect date should go and how a perfect date would end.

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