I decided to continue the story….

"Puck hold still"

"Hold up let me finish my text."

"Stop texting your hoes in my house, while I am doing you a damn favor Puck I mean it!" he dropped his phone down, "Happy now?"

"Yes thank you." She resumed trimming his hair while standing on her knees on the bed, while he sat on the edge looking forward.

"So I heard you and Anthony didn't work out."

"No we didn't, he is worse then you."

"That is what happens when you let a gay man pick out your dates. You're talking to Shane now?"

"Kind of…he's okay."

"Chocolate is not what you expected huh?" he chuckled.

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"

"Why are you dating all black men?"

"Because I am black, and I do like black men."

"Date someone that is not black."

"Like who?"

"Me." he said simply.

"No way. At least with Shane he would want a committed relationship."

"You know him and Hanna, the Cheerio have a thing together? I am pretty damn sure from watching him check out Hanna that he has possibly had sex with her. None of the football guys are committed men, hate to break it to you, but commitment doesn't exist Mama."

"Just like how you fooled around on me with Santana?" she mumbled.

"I didn't fool around on you, but I honestly was tempted too", he said sighing.

"He seriously fool around with Hanna?"

"I am positive, and they still are. They have been taking for a while, I caught them around together, so I bet he got some or wants some. I am sure you didn't put out for him yet right?"

"Hell no."

"Still a virgin?"

"You know I am."

"You can give it up, but don't get feelings into it, be like me and have a committed relationship to sex."

"You would think of something like that Puck."

"Hey every woman knows what's being with me, that there not my one and only woman. I am not cheating or hurting anyone so I am actually one of the good guys now. Just be committed to sex, love sex, and you will be fine."

"That is ridiculous, you can contract diseases that way."

"I know every woman in this town, and I always get checked out."

"Oh I didn't know you did Puck."

"Yeah well I do, are you finished?"

"Yeah" she sighed dropping her clippers down on the bed.

Puck turned around pushed her on the bed, grabbing her hands placing them around his waist as he straddled her legs. "Like that baby?" he whispered as he rocked his hips on her, while keeping a firm grip of her hands on his back.

"Stop it!"

He continued moving on top of her moving their hands onto his torso, running her hands under his shirt. As she felt his bare skin and muscles against the palm of her hands, she noticed that Puck's shirt was slowly coming off as he massaged her hands onto of his chest.

As he sat on top of her Puck knew he got her; she quieted down and didn't fight him as much. He released her hands taking off his shirt tossing it on the side, and got completely on top of her.

"Puck no get up!" she said pushing his bare chest.

"Hush"

Mercedes closed her lips together staring in his eyes, wondering what he was going to do next. Then she felt as Puck spread his knees farther apart and he rolled and grinded his hips everyway possible against her getting her rallied up in excitement.

"Boy if you don't stop!" Mercedes said fighting back her smile and laughter bracing his shoulders.

"What if I don't want to?"

"My parents are downstairs", she said giving him a screw face that said 'Yeah- and-now-what?'

He slowly stopped grinding his hips, and lowered his head down so they were level: eyes to eyes, nose to nose, and lips to lips.

"Mm" he moaned as he slowly pulled away feeling their sticky lips slowly peel away from each other. Puck sucked his lips moistening them to go right back in, as Mercedes wrapped her arms around his neck guiding back down on top of her.

...

"Good night Mr. and Mrs. Jones, I am heading out" Puck said walking into Jones living room.

"Noah when are you getting rid of that Mohawk honey you had it since you were 3 years old?" Mrs. Jones said putting down her newspaper shaking her head as she stared at his hair.

"The ladies love it Mrs. Jones, women like the bad boy look."

Mr. Jones laughed while Mrs. Jones rolled her eyes, "Wear it while you can son, while you still have a full head of hair. So next month then?"

"Actually Mr. and Mrs. Jones do you mind if I come around more often? I want to get my grades up, and Mercedes is willing to tutor me. Please?"

"Absolutely, come around any time." Mr. Jones said eagerly.

"Yes that is wonderful, but you know you are always welcome here Noah."

"Thanks, have a good night guys!"

"Good night Noah"

"Drive home safe dear!"

"Yes Ma'am" Puck said closing the front door, walking to his truck smirking away.

…

Just like the saying goes like 'having his cake and eat it too', Puck liked Mercedes and other women too.

Puck wanted no commitment, no strings attached, no romantic bullshit, and unlimited sex and make out sessions.

Mercedes told him to kiss her ass, ignoring his readiness to literally kiss her ass, she demanded: no public display of affection, no one knowing about their agreement, no texting or talking about other women in her house, and no sex.

The two comprised with each other's demands and it worked for them. He liked watching her go through the halls not having a care in the world that he was checking out, kissing, or groping other women. He especially liked when she ignored him, as she wore one her large chunky scarves tightly around her neck hiding the hickies he put on her the night before. Mercedes just liked their agreement and no one knowing about it.

…

When Lauren Zeis stepped into Puck's life kissing him in the janitor's closet, it was the best kiss he ever got, and he just knew the sex would be just as good. Mercedes noticed Puck going after Lauren,in fact the whole school knew he liked her: he practically crawled on his knees through the halls begging for her attention.

Focusing his time on just Lauren took his time for all other girls: he didn't call, he didn't come around, no nothing.

Mercedes got nothing.

She watched as Puck and Lauren looked so happy walking down the halls together, and holding hands in Glee Club. One day Mercedes purposely positioned herself in his line of view and he ignored her.

…

"Are you staying tonight?"

"No I have a date with Zeis." He said looking ahead.

"Is it true you two are together…like official?"

"Something like that."

"Hopefully this works out between you guys." She said nicely, "All set, don't be late for your date."

"Thanks"

It was awkward between them, which isn't normal. When he walked into the house Mercedes could feel his energy that he didn't want to be there. He didn't talk more than a few words, saying hello, "See ya around okay?" he said opening the door about to step out. He looked back at her and he instantly regretted it.

She nodded folding in her lips with her watery eyes staring down at her bed comforter.

"Stop getting sad, what's the matter?"

"I am not sad" She lied, she was getting sadder and sadder by the second, "Go on your date."

"Come on Mercedes I told you not to get involved", shutting the door closed Puck sighed leaning his head against it, " Please fix your face."

"It's a little hard to do that when you lied to me Noah! That was the only thing I you had to do, while you are fooling around, but you still lied and hurt me!"

His eyes tightly shut with his hand still firmly on the doorknob wishing he could leave and get on with his date, "Turn around and look at me."

"I love her okay? The sex is great Mercedes" Puck said turning around, "and she is aw—" he stopped feeling his gut wrench as her eyes dilated and more tears welt up in her eyes, "Fix your face or I am leaving. We are not talking about this unless your fix yourself up."

"You love her?", she said with her lip trembling slightly, "How could you do this to me?" This is why Puck hated feelings, and he honestly never wanted to fall for Lauren and he did not want to hurt Mercedes. He knew he was being a total asshole, but he didn't want to get attached to anything or anyone else, he was already in too deep falling for Lauren. Deep inside he really felt like a complete jerk watching Mercedes eyes widen and her lips poke out like she was about to cry, a apart of him wanted to stay with her. "Just go, don't be late for your date."

"Mercedes come on—don't do this please." He said begging walking up to her, but she scooted further onto the bed.

"Just leave…I can't fix my face so leave."

He turned towards the door and then looked back, "So are we okay then?"

The tears that were welling up in her eyes began to run down her cheeks, "Get out please or I will scream for my Dad."

As he closed the door, going down the steps, leaving the Jones household, and turning on the ignition to his truck Puck felt horrible. He knows she is up there crying her eyes out as soon as he closed her door.

As he drove off slamming his fists onto his steering wheel, her sad face haunted him. He didn't understand why bother telling a partner the truth for something like that to happen. What good is it telling them that you do not want them anymore because you fell in love with someone else causing them pain and heartache. How is that being a bigger man causing a woman to cry alone while you move on with your life with a new woman?

Mercedes is a great woman, Puck could not deny that, but she wasn't Lauren: she does not excite him like Lauren, he is not attracted to her as he is attracted to Lauren, and Mercedes does not bring out the want in him to send the rest of his life monogamously with her like Lauren did for him.

Puck hated relationships a lot because he hated saying goodbye and bad endings, he knew what he shared with Mercedes was a relationship—a damn good one at that. Turning the volume up on his music did not take away the pain or guilt either. Puck knows Mercedes better than anyone, and he knows that she is done with him, tonight their relationship is over.

He is really going to miss her, but thoughts about Lauren the pain went away…he wants to give love one last shot for real this time.

Thank you for reading have a good day :)