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Chapter Seven
The aftermath of the revelation sent shocks that reverberated throughout the entire Glee Club. Finn didn't show up to rehearsals.
The morale of the team was diminished. Everyone felt sympathy for Quinn but I was suddenly the Lima Loser who ruined her life. Nobody gave me the sympathy I deserved. I was seventeen, with no money and no prospects, about to be a father. I was greeted with hostile looks in the corridors and in lessons, even from teachers. Definitely not what I saw on underage and pregnant.
Quinn moved in with me a few days later. Finns mom kicked her out of her house and her parents sure as hell weren't taking her back in. I offered her my room and she tearfully accepted. We were sort of a couple, but not really if that makes sense. We didn't kiss or do any other stuff but we held hands sometimes and when she was cold during the night I'd wrap a blanket round her and keep her warm. My mom was a little shocked to see Quinn Fabray after all these years, pregnant with her sons child no less, but she took her in regardless and soon Quinn was settled as part of the family. When she was too pregnant to go to school, I stayed off some days and looked after her. On many nights Quinn would wake me up for a food run at two in the morning. Not that I complained, I wanted the best for my baby mama.
I remember one night when Quinn was really pregnant. She fell asleep in my bed while I was in the living room watching sports. When I came in I saw her curled up fast sleep, in one of my old shirts. I couldn't really move her or anything so I silently slipped in the bed beside her. I felt her stirring beside me.
"Puck?" she whispered in the dark room.
"Yeah it's only me. Go back to sleep Quinn." She rolled over and suddenly made a small gasping noise. I instantly sat up, alarmed,
"Shit! Quinn is everything okay? Should I call the hospital? Oh god Quinn what do you want me to do?" To my surprise she chuckled,
"Puck it's fine. She's just kicking me that's all." It took me a moment to realize she meant the baby.
"Oh….okay." She leant up on her elbow to face me.
"Do you want to feel her?"
"Huh?"
"Do you want to feel her kicking?" I was surprised because I hadn't done that before. The only physical contact Quinn and I had after I got her pregnant was the occasional hand holding. I'd never felt her stomach before.
"Yeh. Yes I really would." She smiled and took my hand in hers, placing it on her swollen stomach. After a moment or two I felt a small kick just above the waistband of her sweatpants.
"Oh my god". I whispered. I was suddenly in tears. I'd never felt a baby kicking before, let alone my own unborn daughter, and the sudden realization that I was this little girl's father engulfed me. At that moment I felt complete, lying beside the woman I loved, even though she probably didn't love me back, and feeling our child trying to kick its way out.
"Why are you crying?" she asked. It was strange because normally she was the one crying for some reason or another.
"I'm not." I sniffed, wiping my cheeks and trying to pretend I wasn't overcome with more emotion than I'd felt in my life. She took my face in her small hands and looked me right in the eyes. She could tell I was lying. I sighed,
"I'm just so…happy." The tears were really falling now; I didn't even bother to hide them. With that she kissed me, just a small and light touch of her lips against mine.
'Puck, I know we've had our differences recently and I know having her isn't under the best circumstances but…I'm really glad this is happening with you." I smiled broadly,
"Really?"
"Well. I can think of worse people just put it that way." I laughed and fake punched her shoulder. She dissolved into fits of giggles as I tickled her to try and take it back which she did eventually. We fell asleep together, she had her back to me and my arm was draped across her front, my hand on her stomach. Her own hand was holding my arm to her.
I couldn't remember a time when I was more happy.
