Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
This is chapter 2, enjoy! I am incluiding Quinn-Kurt relationship because I think they look adorable as friends.
This chapter is all P.O.V Quinn
Special thanks to "naive sweet girl" for giving me my first review in this story.
Chapter 2: Grandma's Garden.
P.O.V Quinn
Now I'm here, in Kurt's Volkswagen. We're going to the shopping mall. It's so nice to have a friend like him.
― So, Quinnie, we're here. Where would you like to come first? ― Kurt asked.
― Quinnie? LOL, only my mother calls me like that. But you can do it, too, Kurtie.
― Kurtie? My mom used to call me like that.
― Oh my God, Kurt, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to…
― Hey, Quinnie, it's all right. You can call me Kurtie.
― Awesome!
― Now seriously, where would you like to come first?
― Well, Kurtie, H&M is in sale, so…
― You read my mind, girl. Let's go, go, go!
We spent like three hours shopping. It's really fun buying clothes with Kurt. He has a very good style and helped me find awesome things.
We were passing through a BCBG store, when Kurt stopped me and said:
― Hey, Quinnie, look at this dress!
― It's pretty. Yeah, very pretty.
― Pretty? This dress is spectacular! It's short, casual, and a little fancy. Also it's pink, and I know you love that color.
― And…?
― We should look if it fits you.
― Kurt… I mean, Kurtie, this dress is BCBG, I'm sure it costs a fortune.
― So? Your credit card is still full of money and you know it. Actually, Quinnie, I think this dress it's perfect for a date with Puck…
― Kurt, for God's sake!
― Please, Quinnie… ― Kurt looked at me with that face. The cutie-pie face, impossible saing no.
― No, Kurt, not the face… All right, let's enter the store and try the dress…
― Yay!
Kurt found the dress in my size and I tried it on me. This dress is really beautiful.
― Oh my God, Quinn Fabray! You look like a queen!
― I thought I always looked like a queen… ― I said laughing.
― Actually, you're right, what I meant to say, is that this dress is…
― Don't say anything more, my little Kurtie, I'm taking it.
― I knew it! It's going to look fantastic with the Nine West heels you previously buyed.
― Hell, I have spent a lot of money today.
― You know what? I'm going to buy the dress for you.
― Don't even think about it. I'm paying.
―No! Please, let me pay it. You buyed these Jimmy Choo boots for me, and I wanna do the same for you.
― Kurt, you don't need to.
― I know, but I want to.
― Fine… But now we're going to have coffee at Starbucks, and I'm paying!
― All right, Queen Quinn!
We went to Starbucks and had some frappuccino. I was laughing at some joke he told me, when my phone rang. It was a test message. A test message from him.
"B outside ur house at 12:00pm and meet me there. Make sure ur mom's asleep"
I couldn't help but smile. What the hell is he planning? And why that late?
― What did Puck texted you? ― Kurt said.
― How do you know it's from him?
― It's obvious. You spent like five minutes looking at the phone with a foolish face.
I handed my phone to Kurt so he could see the message.
― Oh my God! He's planning something special for you! What are you going to answer?
― I'm not going to answer.
― Ooohh, I know this trick! You're going to make him wonder if you're coming or not, and that's going to make min anxious!
― Actually, I don't even know if I should do it.
― Do what? Text him back?
― No! What I'm trying to say is that I don't think that it's wise to escape with him at midnight.
― You're dying to do it! Don't be silly and go! Oh, and wear your new BCBG dress.
― You know what? I'm going to take the risk.
― That's my girl!
After that, Kurt took me home.
― I had an amazing time, Kurtie. Thanks for everything!
― It was nothing, Quinnie. Good luck!
I entered to my house.
― Mom! I'm home!
― Quinnie! Where were you?
― I was at the shopping mall with my friend Kurt.
― I can see that ― Said my mom looking at all the shopping bags I was carrying.
― I couldn't help it! A bunch of stores were on sale!
― It's ok honey, I'm planning some mother-daughter thing!
― That's great, mom! When?
― Tonight!
― Tonight?
― Yes! Let's do a movie marathon! I rented some movies! And today is Friday, so we can stay up all night!
Crap. I was eleven years old when my mother and I did our past movie marathon, and the next one has to be tonight? I can't say anything, because she will suspect I'm up to something. What the hell am I going to do? I grabbed my phone and texted Kurt.
"S.O.S My mom planned a movie marathon tonight D:"
"Whaaaaat? Invent something, say you're feeling sick"
"No! If I tell her that, she's going to be by my side all night with a termother!"
"U can't miss this date!. I got an idea, but it's not something u would do. Actually, it's something Puck would do…"
"Oooook, what is it?"
"Give ur mom a sleeping pill"
"Kurtie, u're a genious! My mom has some natural pills that she takes when she cannot sleep, but how do I give it to her?"
"U told me once that ur mother takes a pill every night. Replace it with the sleeping pill"
"Imma say it again: u're a genious"
8:00pm and movie marathon started. I already changed the pills and my mom took it, I don't know how effective it is. I hope it works.
12:20pm and my mom isn't asleep yet. Scew those pills. I'm going to have to improvise something.
― Mom, I'm going to bed. I feel tired and sleepy.
― But, honey, you love Mean Girls! I chose it because I know it's one of your favorites!
― I know, but I really want to sleep…
― All right, sweetie, good night. I'll be here if you change your mind.
I pretended to go to my bedroom and quietly sneaked out of the house. There he was, waiting on the street in front of my house, with his car.
Oh damn, I just realized something: I'm wearing my pyjamas, my hair is a mess and I don't have make-up!
― I knew you weren't going to ditch me. ―Said Puck.
― Just tell me, what do you want? This is the first time I go out of my house in my pyjamas. God, what if someone sees me like this?
― You look beautiful. You always look beautiful. Hell, you can wear rags and still look beautiful. You are so fucking beautiful.
― Thanks for all those compliments. Now tell me, what do you want? What's this for?
― I'm going to take you to some place.
― Where do you think you're taking me in pyjamas? At least let me go change.
― It doesn't matter. No one will see you. Just get in the car.
― Fine…
I got in the car, my heart is beating so fast. Where is he taking me?
― Seriously, Puck, where the hell are you taking me?
― You'll see. Just wait.
We finally arrived and Puck parked his car in a house. I'm sure it wasn't his house. He followed me to the garden on the back of the house.
― Where we are?
― We're in my grandma's garden.
― What the fuck? Did you just take me to your grandmother's house?
― Yeah, but she isn't here. She's in Costa Rica right now, but that doesn't matter. Just look at the garden! It's gorgeus!
― It really is, but I have to ask. What's your plan? I don't understand anything.
― We're going to lay in the grass and watch the stars.
I laid in the grass next to him.
― So, what do you think? ―Asked Puck.
― Of what?
― The sky.
― It looks beautiful, tonight the stars are brighter than normal.
― That's because we're together.
― Silly.
― Anyway, how many stars do you think the sky has?
― No freaking idea.
― Yeah, that's impossible to know.
We stayed quiet for a few minutes, when Puck broke the silence and said:
― Let's play something.
― Like what?
― Say something I don't know about you.
― That's the game?
― Uh, yes.
― Mmmm, all right… I love math.
― Seriously? I'm failing it…
― What subject you're not failing?
― There are many…
― Like what…?
― P.E class… Whatever, let's play another thing.
― First, you tell me something I don't know about you.
― I shouldn't tell you this. But I'm planning a surprise for you this Sunday. It involves You-Know-Who.
― Voldemort?
― No, no, another You-Know-Who…
― A dementor?
― You'll see.
― Puck, I need to ask you something.
― Anything you want.
― Why are you doing this? Your inexplicable enthusiastic for our duet, taking me to a garden in the middle of the night and planning a surprise with You-Know-Who, which I still don't have a clue about who is it. And don't say that "you felt like doing it" because I know you. You're not the kind of guy that does all of this stuff just for being nice, so, can you tell me what's going on?
Puck got up and helped me to stand. He looked at me in the eyes and said:
― I love you Quinn. I know I am always an idiot to you, but I really want to win you back. You are the only girl I ever loved. I never stopped loving you, and I'm sure you never stopped loving me. We are so arrogant and haughty, that we spent all this time dying inside. You want to know why I ran for Prom King with Lauren? I saw you posting those posters, and I was jealous. I have always been jealous of Finn and Sam, because they had you. They had the thing I love more than everything. And you know what makes me even more upset? The fact that time ago I had you, but I was so fucking stupid and lost you so quickly. But this time, I'm different. I really want to be with you, and I'm going to prove it to you. I can't stand another day without being with you, but not being with you talking to you in mind, being with you as your boyfriend. I can't pretend anymore that nothing happened or is happening between us, I can't pretend anymore that I got over you, because I never did. I spent all this time pretending that I don't care a damn about you, but I can't do it anymore. Please, Quinn, give me one more chance.
By that time, thick tears were running through my cheeks and I was blushing. Is he really telling the truth? Shall I take a chance on him?
― Puck, I… I gotta say that I'm impressed. I'm sure that's the longest speech you ever did… But…
― But what, Quinn? Stop looking for excuses. And don't tell me that these are tears of sadness, because that would be a huge lie.
Puck removed my tears away with a napkin he took from his pocket. Since when does he keep that kind of things? I was speechless, I didn't know what to say, my heart was beating fast.
― Just look me in the eyes and tell me that you're not dying to kiss me, and I'll leave you alone, Quinn.
I looked him in the eyes, but didn't say anything. I was still speechless looking at his beautiful eyes, when he placed my hair behind my ear and kissed me. I couldn't help but kiss back. The kiss began to be more passionately. God, how I missed this. How I missed him. We stood apart to take air.
― I can't believe all the time we spent without kissing. ―Said Puck, breaking the silence.
I didn't say anything. Just smiled.
― Quinn, for God's sake, say something!
― I… I… I'm scared, Puck. I don't want to get hurt again.
He didn't answer, he just kissed me again, even more passionately, and I kissed back. I brought my arms to his neck and he placed his hands in my waist. Only Puck knew how to make me feel like this.
Then, I broke the kiss and said:
― All right, Puck, I'm going to give you another chance. But listen well, this is the last chance I'm going to give to you. If you screw it up, I'm not going to trust in you again.
He giggled and said:
― This time, we're going to make things right.
He ran to a rosebush, grabbed a red rose and came running back. Then he kneeled in the grass, took my hand, gave me the rose and said:
― Quinn Fabray, would you be my girlfriend?
Tears were running trough my cheeks again. When did Puck get so romantic? I giggled and blushed, again.
― Yes, Noah Puckerman, I want to be your girlfriend.
He grabbed me and got closer to kiss me, but I ran away giggling and got up into a swing.
― Hey, boyfriend! Get in the other swing!
Puck ran and got in the other swing. Puck's grandma's garden was really big.
― When I was a little girl, every time I went to a park, I spent all the day in the swing and never got tired of it. I only left when my mama said it's time to go.
― You're adorable, my Quinn.
I blushed even harder and giggled.
― Hey! Let's jump of the swing and see who gets the farthest. ―I said.
We jumped of our swings and I got the farthest.
― See? I told you I was a pro with swings.
He just grabbed me and we kissed again, and the next thing I know, is that I fell asleep in his arms, with my head in his chest.
This was the second chapter, it is so fun writing this story! Please review, also you can tell me what do you think is going to happen or you can give me suggestions. I will update soon!
Love you all!
-Clara Eugenia.