Hope you've all enjoyed my story so far, it's my first one but eveyone is being so nice about it :)
Sinj xxx

Chapter Four

At six fifteen I got a call. I was at home, in my room, watching Scrubs. I loved that show. I checked the caller ID. It was Quinn. Feeling a small sense of hope, I answered the phone.

"Sup Fabray. How's Cheerios practice?"

"I need you to come and get me. I'll tell Coach Sue I'm sick or something. I can't spend another second here, Puck. Please." She sounded desperate. Well, Puckzilla ein't gonna turn down a damsel in distress.

"Uh sure I'll come get you. Wait for me in the parking lot."

"Thanks." We hung up and I got my letterman, feeling slightly cocky.

When I got there Quinn was standing in the lot, arms wrapped around her torso. I had a six-pack of wine coolers I'd taken from my house on the passenger seat, and I moved them to make room as she slid into the truck.

"What's with the wine coolers?" She asked. I shrugged.

"Snagged them from Ma. Thought we could have a little party." She smiled slightly,

"I'm not drinking those Puck. Coach Sue is putting me on a diet. No booze. I feel fat as hell just take me home." As we drove over to Quinn's place, I put in a CD. 'As long as you're mine' from the musical Wicked came on. My moms CD, obviously. Suddenly the cab of the truck was charged with electricity, the intensity of my feelings seemed noticeably visible. Quinn and I sang quietly along to the words. She didn't ask why I had this song on the CD. That surprised me. When we pulled up to her house and got out I knew she wanted me to come in. I crossed the threshold of the familiar, white fronted house and stood in the hallway. I was reminded of all the happy times I'd shared with the little blonde girl from Dudley road. We ascended the staircase in silence and continued the no talking when we entered her room. The walls were a pale pink, the floor pale hardwood. There was a large white desk in a corner by the window and a large white closet. Her bed was queen sized, with a pale pink duvet. Several stuffed animals crowded it. The pillows were white. I heard Quinn lift a wine cooler from the box and open it. I could picture her expression as she took a sip and I chuckled quietly. She wasn't a big drinker.

"Just as I remember it." I smiled to myself. I hadn't been in Quinn's room in about six years.

"Noah." She whispered my name and I shivered. I crossed the room in seconds and took her in my arms, kissing her intensely. Her lips parted and I slipped my tongue between them. She moaned under my lips and wound her fingers in my hair, holding my face to hers.

"Puck," she whispered against my lips, "Noah. I need you. I love you." I pulled back and looked her in the eyes. She smiled broadly, a few tears escaping her eyes. I wiped them and smiled back. I moved her over to the bed and we fell onto it, absorbed in each other. She kissed my neck and I moaned, moving my hands up and down her back. I rolled on top of her and kissed her neck, her throat, her collarbone. She placed a hand on my chest and pushed me back.

"I can't do this."

"Sure you can," I assured her, "Have another wine cooler."

"I'm in the celibacy club, I took a vow." Oh shit, I thought. That damn club was a total buzz kill.

"So did Santana and Brittany and I did them." She looked worried.

"What about Finn he's your best friend." I scoffed.

"Come on, we're in High school. Do you think either one of us will give a damn about Finn in three years? Life is just a bunch of experiences you know? You don't get a medal at the finish line for being good, you just get dead."

She bit her lip and looked into my eyes. I could see her sense of resolve wavering.

"Okay but don't tell anyone I can't lose my rep." I smirked.

"Our secret, baby." I returned her gaze and stroked her face.

"What about protection?" Forever the one taking precautions.

"I got it. Trust me. This isn't just another hook up for me." I whispered. She nodded. I kissed her neck and moved my hand up her thigh.

"Tell me again." She hoarsely whispered.

"You're not fat." I replied. I moved my body on top of hers and kissed her passionately. Her lips parted again as she sighed my name over and over. I couldn't believe what was happening. For as long as I could remember I'd been in love with Quinn and here I was, with her in her bedroom, finally expressing my innermost feelings and desires. It was the best moment of my life. It felt like we fitted together perfectly, like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. I wanted her more than ever as our hands and lips explored each other, finding new things about ourselves we didn't even know existed. It was heaven.

When it was over we lay side by side in companionable silence.

"You have to go." Quinn whispered after a while.

"I know." I got up and dressed myself. She didn't look at me. When I was fully dressed I lay on her, one knee resting on the bed. She was under her duvet.

"Listen to me Quinn. What we just did doesn't make you any less pure or any less amazing. You shouldn't feel dirty or bad or anything like that because you're so good Quinn and I mean that in the best way. You're so good and that's why I love you." She kissed me.

"I love you. Call me soon okay?" she asked.

"Of course." I smiled and let myself out.

When I got home I examined my bare back in the mirror. Etched onto my skin were very noticeable nail marks. I smirked.

Good one Quinn.

You're learning well.

Thanks for reading :)