Chapter Five: 7 Weeks
Puck stretched his body as he slowly woke up, he could feel a warm, soft body against his own and as he sleepily opened his eyes he was met by blonde hair.
Blinking a few times, Puck glanced around the room, realising he was in Santana's room, with Quinn's back pressed against his front, and as he sat up carefully to avoid waking the blonde, he noticed Quinn was cuddled into Santana's side, the two girls still peacefully sleeping.
"Fuck," Puck muttered, if he had fallen asleep in Santana's bed, that meant he had completely missed his curfew and his Mom was going to kill him, not to mention Santana's parents would kill him also for sleeping in their pregnant teenage daughter's room.
Getting up on unsteady feet, Puck grabbed his sweatshirt and wallet from where he had placed them on Santana's desk chair and grabbed his cell phone from the desk, turning it on to see it was 6.30am and strangely he had no missed calls or txt messages from his Mom.
Taking one last look at the two girls tangled up together, Puck left the room, quietly heading down the hallway and to the staircase, wondering if Santana's parents were awake yet.
As he made it to the bottom of the stairs he could smell coffee, and he knew that at least one of the adults were awake. Just when he was wondering if he could sneak out the door without them knowing, Maribel appeared in front of him, a smile on her face as she took in Puck's worried expression.
"Good morning, Noah," she greeted the teenager and Puck forced a smile.
"Good morning, Mrs Lopez," Puck said quietly.
"Maribel."
"Maribel, right," Puck repeated, reaching a hand up to scratch his neck nervously. "I'm so sorry I fell asleep here last night, we were watching a movie and I guess we were all really tired, I swear nothing..."
"Noah," Maribel interrupted his rambling. "I went up to check on the three of you and you were all fast asleep, the movie still playing."
Puck nodded at her, that was exactly what had happened, after eating their pizza the three had barely been able to keep their eyes open, Puck had been planning to stay just until the girls were asleep, but he had obviously fallen asleep as well.
"I called your Mom, told her it was best if you stayed here, we couldn't have you driving when you were that tired," Maribel explained. "We also talked about today, Santana and Quinn won't be at school, we agreed you could spend the day with them, as long as the three of you got all your homework done."
Puck was surprised at the fact that their parents were getting along so well and seemed the be encouraging the three teenagers to spend time together.
"Thank you, Maribel," Puck smiled genuinely this time. "I really am sorry for everything that has happened, I know we all screwed up big time, but I promise I'm here for Santana and Quinn, I well, last night I told them both that I love them."
Maribel was surprised, she could see the love that the mohawked boy had for the two girls, but she hadn't expected him to confess his love, though she assumed it hadn't gone too terribly since the three were fast asleep together the night before.
"And how did that go?"
Puck took a deep breath, he wasn't sure why he had just told Maribel that he was in love with both her daughter, and her daughter's best friend, but he was trying to make sure she understood how much the two girls meant to him, that he loved them before he got them pregnant and that the situation had only given him the push to confess that love.
"Well I asked Santana if she loved Quinn, because I could tell she did, especially the way she was so protective over Quinn getting hurt. Then when she said she loved Quinn, I said I loved Quinn too. Then she asked if I had ever loved her."
"Which you do," Maribel smiled. "I can see that."
"That's what I told her," Puck nodded. "Then she told me that she loved me as well, then we talked about if Quinn loved us back, and Quinn walked in and confirmed that she loved the both of us. I know it sounds messy and complicated, but I'm really hoping it just..."
"Works?" Maribel suggested and Puck nodded. "It's only as complicated as you make it, Noah. If the three of you are in love, and it's all fair and everyone is happy, then myself and Carlos are happy for all of you."
"Just remember that it's more than just you and my two girls," Carlos had been standing in the doorway, listening to the conversation and decided he needed to add one more bit in. "There's two babies that are tangled up in this too, and I think it would be the best if their three parents were in love and happy with each other, but remember, it's them that will get hurt if this doesn't work out further down the track."
"We haven't really talked about the logistics of it yet," Puck confessed. "We were too tired last night and the confessions kind of exhausted us all even further, we really just all talked about how we had been falling for the other two since the start of high school, and just laughed at how the situation had worked itself out. But we know we have a lot to talk about, not just for our relationships, but because of the babies."
Puck was amazed at how easy Maribel and Carlos were to talk to, he never could imagine having this conversation with his own Mom, but it was like the two adults could just tell that the teenagers had something unique and special, and they wanted it to work out.
"You better go upstairs and check on your girls," Maribel suggested. "I'll get breakfast started, it will be ready in about half an hour."
"Careful waking Santana," Carlos warned. "She's like a tiger if you wake her up before she's ready that one."
Puck smiled, thanking the pair for their understanding before he headed back upstairs, entering the room just as Quinn was waking up.
"Morning, sunshine," he grinned as he lay back down on the bed, drawing a yawning Quinn into his arms.
"Did you just get here? What time is it?" Quinn asked confused. She didn't remember Puck leaving the night before, she could barely even remember the opening credits to the movie.
"I fell asleep with you and Santana last night, Maribel called my Mom and let her know I was sleeping here, I just talked to her and Carlos downstairs," Puck explained. "And it's just after 6.30am."
Quinn stretched in Puck's arms, her body arching tightly against Puck's, making him groan quietly at the contact.
Puck watched as Quinn bit down on her bottom lip, her green eyes darting down to Puck's lips and then back up to his darkening eyes before she pressed their lips together gently.
Quinn could feel her heart hammering in her chest as Puck flipped their bodies so he was hovering over her, settling between her legs as they continued to kiss, Puck's tongue snaking out to invade Quinn's mouth which made her moan into the kiss.
Santana started to awake a few minutes later, grumbling as slept left her, taking away the dream she was having about kissing Quinn and hearing the little noises she made as their lips danced together. But as Santana's eyes fluttered open she could still hear Quinn's soft moans, and her eyes focused in on the pair next to her.
Usually it took Santana the longest time to wake up, but when her eyes opened and she was greeted with the sight of Quinn and Puck kissing, she was awake in an instant, and incredibly turned on.
Santana rolled over onto her side, unnoticed by the other two and she slid closer to them until she could reach Quinn's neck, peppering light kisses along the pale skin that was exposed to her eager mouth.
Quinn's moans only intensified, one of her hands leaving Puck's neck to tangle in Santana's messy brunette curls, holding the girl's mouth to her neck, feeling Santana's breath hitting her skin in hot little puffs as she continued to cover the skin in kisses.
Puck was confused for a second when Quinn broke their kiss, but as he opened his eyes to look at the blonde he was met with the delicious sight of Quinn pulling Santana up into a kiss that quickly become heated.
Quinn felt Santana's tongue ghosting across her bottom lip, begging for entrance that Quinn didn't hesitate to grant. As their tongues danced together, darting in and out of each other's mouths, Quinn felt Puck move off her and she worried for a second that he was mad she was kissing Santana, but then she felt his hand slip under her top, his fingers teasing up and down her side, and from the way Santana trembled next to her, Quinn guessed he was using his other hand to touch her in the same way.
Eventually the two girls broke for air, panting as they both turned to look at Puck after locking eyes for a second.
Puck grinned at them both before he raised an eyebrow at Santana.
"My turn with you now?"
Quinn couldn't help the moan that escaped as she watched Santana and Puck fight for dominance over the kiss. Quinn was still laid flat on her back, Santana and Puck were both sitting, leaning over her in their kiss, and she was happy to lay back for a few minutes and enjoy the view.
But soon Quinn's eyes travelled to the exposed skin of Santana's neck, and Quinn remembered how good it felt to have Santana lips on her neck while she was kissing Puck. Eagerly, Quinn leant up to place a gentle kiss on the hollow of Santana's neck, licking her lips before continuing to kiss across to Santana's pulse point, which raced under her tongue.
By the time Santana and Puck came up for air, Quinn had made her way up to Santana's ear, licking the shell before sucking the lobe into her mouth, making Santana's body tremble.
"Breakfast!" Maribel's voice called up the stairs and Puck smirked.
"Oh yeah, your Mom said breakfast would be ready in about half an hour, when I was down there," Puck remembered. "I got a little distracted."
"Best wake up, ever," Santana teased, stretching her arms above her head.
"And your Dad warned me against waking you up," Puck laughed.
"I'd be happy to wake up to that every day," Santana's voice was low as she locked eyes with Quinn who had so far been silent during the banter.
"God," Quinn moaned, biting down on her bottom lip as her eyes darted between Santana and Puck.
Puck reached out and brushed his thumb against Quinn's bottom lip, making her release her teeth from the tender skin.
"If you do that, we'll never go downstairs," Puck warned lightly and Santana nodded her agreement. "Right, you two need to get up and get ready, I smell waffles!"
Santana and Quinn both started to protest getting out of bed before Puck remembered what else Maribel had told him.
"Oh and we're allowed to skip school today," he grinned. "Apparently my Mom and your Mom have become best friends and decided we could use a day at home today."
The two girls got out of bed with a little more excitement at that news, they had both been dreading having to go to school with their injuries so fresh, but the idea of staying at home together, alongside Puck brightened their moods considerably.
"Come on!" Puck whined a few minutes later, waiting for Santana and Quinn to pull on sweatpants and fix their hair. "Waffles!"
A few hours later and the three teenagers were sitting around the table, books strewn everywhere as they each worked on their homework. They had spent some time just hanging out after Santana's parents went to work, but eventually Quinn had started pestering the other two that it was time to get their homework done, like they had agreed to.
"Geography sucks," Puck whined, putting down his pencil and leaning back in his chair.
"Chemistry sucks too," Santana added, putting her own pencil down and getting up from the table, heading towards the kitchen. "I'm hungry."
Quinn carried on working on her English assignment, ignoring Puck as he got up to join Santana in the kitchen. After a few minutes had passed, Quinn realised neither had come back to the table, and there was no talking going on in the kitchen.
"I hope you're not blowing off studying to make out in the kitchen," Quinn called out, hearing a chuckle come from Puck.
"Nobody's blowing anything, Princess," Puck called back. "Though I wouldn't be opposed to that."
"Wanky!" Santana's voice joined in, and Quinn felt her cheeks redden as she understood what Puck was suggesting.
"A little flustered there?" Puck grinned as he returned to the table, handing Quinn a bottle of water as he settled back into his chair.
Quinn pretended not to hear him, though she had been bold this morning in Santana's bed, the truth was her only experience had been the time she slept with Puck and she was rather embarrassed knowing Puck and Santana had a lot more experience than she did, especially with each other.
"Be nice," Santana hit Puck's shoulder and she joined them at the table, smiling sweetly at Quinn. "Seriously, Kitten, how long are we meant to be studying for?"
"We've been studying for less than an hour, San," Quinn reminded her friend. "Besides, it's Friday, if we get this out of the way now, we have the whole weekend free!"
The three went back to their homework, working mostly in silence, though many glances and smiles were shared. Just as Quinn was finishing the last bit of her assignment, she felt the now familiar surge in her stomach and she jumped up from the table, rushing out of the room and to the bathroom.
Santana went to get up but Puck stood before she did, shaking his head as he shot her a smile.
"I'll go check on her, you did it this morning after breakfast," Puck told the brunette, following after Quinn, hearing the sounds of her heaving as he reached the bathroom.
"You alright, Princess?" He called out, poking his head around the door and seeing Quinn hunched over the toilet.
Quinn looked up, her eyes glassy as she shook her head at Puck.
"You don't want to see this, trust me," she told him weakly, but Puck only moved closer, rubbing her back as she threw up a second time into the toilet.
"Somehow you even look gorgeous throwing up," Puck teased and Quinn lifted her head, her eyebrow raised at him.
"Okay now I know you're lying."
"Well maybe, I don't think anyone could look gorgeous throwing up, but you come pretty close," Puck flirted, making Quinn's cheeks flush again.
"You're a charmer," Quinn mumbled as she stood up, flushing the toilet before shooting Puck a soft smile. "I'm just going to go upstairs and brush my teeth."
Puck followed Quinn out of the bathroom, when she went to walk towards the stairs he pulled her back to him, wrapping his arms tightly around her.
"I know none of this is easy, or simple, but I'm really happy right now," Puck told Quinn quietly.
"Me too," Quinn confessed, letting herself relax into Puck's embrace. "Really happy."