Guess who waited for Puck in the hallway during classes. Yeah, he couldn't believe it too.

I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.

PUCK TEXTS QUINN

P: Hey, princess. Where are you?

Q: Girls room, I had to fix my hair. Where are you?

P: I'm in my stupid math class.

Q: Oh fun. I have to go back to English.

P: Wait! Don't go back yet. I just excused myself from the class. I'm looking for you right now. Where the hell are you?

Q: Okay, okay. I'm at my locker.

Puck excused himself out of math class because one, Math isn't his thing and two, Quinn was out from English. He searched the hallways but there was no sight of a blond girl in a Cheerios uniform. When he got a text from her saying she's by her locker, he ran fast but discreet to the said destination. He knows all the ways to go to her locker. Yeah, he's kind of a stalker. He stopped at the sight of the blond leaning her back against the lockers with her arms crossed over her chest waiting for someone. He walked slowly and processing what's happening in front of him.

Quinn knew she had been out of class long enough for her English teacher to have a few words to say about it when she got back, but what was the point of caring? She had skipped out the last two days of school. Quinn Fabray wasn't the saint that everyone thought she was. She leaned against her locker, waiting to see Puck walking down the hall. He had about 30 seconds before she was going to just walk away, but sure enough she saw him before the 30 seconds were up. "Now, remind me again why I didn't go back to English?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow as he got closer to her.

He couldn't believe his eyes. Did Quinn really wait for him? Puck thought that she would just leave and go back to English. But there she was, waiting for him. He smirked as soon as Quinn saw him. "Well, you tell me. Maybe we've gotten used to this skipping our classes." He laughed softly and faced his palm on the lockers looking down at her.

Quinn rolled her eyes and uncrossed her arms from her chest. "Oh yeah, you've turned me into such a rebel Puckerman." She brought her hands up to give her ponytail one final tightening, before looking back up at him. "You know, if I get kicked off the Cheerios because I'm not academically able, I am so blaming it all on you. And you'll have to answer to Coach Sylvester."

"Hey. I didn't force you to skip." He raised his eyebrow while smirking at her. "Oh wait. Your hair got a little messy." Puck put down his hand from the locker and stepped forward a little to Quinn to fix her hair. Now Quinn is facing Puck's chest.

Quinn took a deep breath before she looked up at Puck with a very slight smile. "Thank you." It took a moment before she was able to pull her eyes from his, and she looked down at the small space between them. "So, you're sisters not mad that I cause you to yell last night is she?" Quinn shivered slightly at the thought of last night. Sure, she had been pissed but it didn't mean she liked hearing Puck yell. It actually scared her more than she let on.

He finished fixing her hair but he doesn't really want to pull back so he's just running his hands through her hair. Puck likes that closeness they have and the feeling of Quinn's breath on his chest was just like heaven to him. "Well a little. But she knows why I acted like that. She got mad when we left her all alone." He laughed softly and sighed.

A soft sigh left her lips as she brought her eyes back up at look at him. "You didn't have to follow me, or drive me home. I could have walked." Quinn brought her arms back up to cross over her chest, creating even more space between them. "I feel bad though, I shouldn't have put her in my uniform."

"You were mad at me, it was cold outside and I wanted to." He put his arms down and stepped back when Quinn crossed her arms over her chest signaling him that she doesn't like it that they're that close. He smiled at her. "Don't feel bad. It was my fault for overreacting." He took her hand and pulled her away from her locker. "Come on. Let's get you back to English class. I don't want you to lose your Cheerios uniform." He smirked at her and walked through the hallways to her classroom.

Quinn nodded with another small smile. "By the time we get me to English, the bell's going to ring." She told him with a small laugh. She walked with him through the hallways, and sure enough as soon as she got to her English class the bell rang. "Don't you think you should get back to Math?" She asked him softly, watching as the kids in her English class began filling out from the classroom. And suddenly there was so much noise surrounding the two of them.

"Well we can go together after you get your things. My bag is still in the room." He said a little louder. Puck noticed people looking at them strangely. He doesn't understand why but he glared at them and they stopped looking, quickly getting away from his sight. He went in Quinn's classroom and got her books and bag. "Now to my classroom." He just smiled and went out, pulling her with him.

Quinn smiled and followed Puck. She didn't notice the looks from people. She had stopped caring after she had Beth. "This day is dragging on for like ever." Quinn said, half to herself and half to Puck. She followed him into his classroom to grab his books and his bag, before making their way back to the hallway. "And there's still Glee and then Cheerio's practice."

He laughed at her dragging comment and he put his books in his bag and tossed it to his should together with Quinn's bag. "Should we skip?" He laughed. "I still have football too. So pretty much for a perfect day." Puck looked at their hands. They're hands were together and fingers were intertwined but he doesn't remember doing that. He furrowed his eyebrows out of confusion.

Quinn shrugged her shoulders and looked back up at him. "I think Coach will kill me if I miss another practice. But I'm dying." It wasn't like Quinn to hate school this much, but the last week and two days off were nice. Sleeping in, not having to worry about looking perfect. It almost made Quinn miss the days when she was pregnant. Nobody bothered to give her a second look. Now that she was back on top, eyes were constantly on her.

Puck laughed and shook his head. "Well then, I don't want you to get killed so you better go to practice and I'll go to football." He leaned closer to Quinn, almost kissing. "Later." Puck winked at her before pulling back and walked towards the field with a smirk on his face.

AN: NEXT CHAPTER QUICK SMUT FINALLY! :3