AN: I'm sorry if it took me long to post this. I just have a lot of things going on in my life. Anyway, this chapter is full of drama and Quick fluff.
Dear Quinn,
I still and will always love you, baby.
-Noah
I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.
Puck heard Quinn's mom's voice and froze. "Judy?" His eyes grew wider and panicked a little. "Fuck!" He whispered and rushed to find his clothes. He took off the condom and the wrapped and threw it out of the window. He put on his pants, stumbling a little. He tried to find the front of his shirt and put it on right then cleaned up a little. He played the DVD, which was Beauty and The Beast, then put Quinn's clothes in the hamper.
"Quinny?" Her father called out this time. "Shit. Your dad's here too?" Now Puck was really in a panic mode.
Quinn was trying to cover the bags under her eyes when she heard her father's voice float upstairs. "Crap. Stay here." With her ponytail perfectly in place, Quinn walked over to the door and pulled it open. "Yes?" She walked over to the steps, and looked over the small balcony down at her parents. "Was that a boy we heard?" her father asked, and Quinn had to physically stop herself from rolling her eyes. "It's just Noah, daddy." Her father looked at her like she had three heads. "Noah Puckerman."
Puck couldn't help it but to approach the door a little and eavesdrop. "Noah? What the fuck?" He whispered to himself. When he heard his full name said by her father, he wanted to pee. Puck thought wrong, it wasn't only Quinn that can make him pee but her dad too. Maybe it's genetics.
"What is that boy doing here in our house? In your room?" Her father asked.
"Dear, it's okay. Quinny and Noah are friends. And he's a nice boy." Her mother comforted him and rubbed his back. "Right, sweetie?" She looked up at Quinn and mouthed, 'Yes.' And nodded.
Quinn rolled her eyes as her father spoke. She wasn't doing this. Quinn looked at her mother before turning her eyes back to her father. "Actually no, we're not friends." She saw the look on her mother's face that screamed for Quinn not to go there.
"Oh? Then what exactly are you?" Her father asked, and it took everything in Quinn's power not to roll her eyes again.
"Well daddy, if you must know. He's my boyfriend." She crossed her arms over her chest and watched as a flicker of different emotions crossed her father's face.
"What? You're saying the boy who impregnated you last year is your boyfriend? Is this a way for you to say that you're pregnant again, Quinn?" Her father yelled. He was furious. He couldn't have another mistake in his house.
Puck heard Quinn's father yelled and went out of the room and ran downstairs to her side. "Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Fabray." He went down some more and approached them. He gave her mother a hug and stretched out his arm to her father to shake hands with him, but he was denied. Puck put down his arm and looked at Quinn. "So.. How are you, Mr. Fabray?" He tried to smile at him even though her father wasn't looking back.
Quinn felt her blood boil at her father's words. Who did he think he was? She watched as Puck reached out to hug her mother, and watched as her father refused to shake hands with him. "Wouldn't you like that huh? So you can throw me out again? Go have another affair with some freak that doesn't care half as much about you as mom does?"
"Quinny." Her mom warned, knowing her daughter was taking this too far. But Quinn didn't care.
"No, he needs to hear this. Puck loves me okay? Puck was there for me when you weren't. And despite what you may think he's a great guy." Quinn kept her arms crossed tight over her chest, not caring how far she was pushing things with this being the first time she had spoken to her father.
Quinn's father never looked at Puck. He just ignored him. When he heard his daughter talk, he became more furious that he wants to break something.
"Come down here, missy!" He pointed on the ground as he stomped his foot.
"You think you can talk just because you're standing there?" Quinn followed his father and went down. He stood by Puck, who was shaking a little. "You." He pointed at Puck. "You get out of here. This is a family talk. You're not family."
Puck refused to go. "No. If you're going to yell at your daughter, you'll have to yell at me too. I love her, sir. I'll be standing right next to her." He took Quinn's hand and squeezed it.
He didn't care if he got yelled at, he wanted to be with his girlfriend and help her with this. Like he said before, they'll get through everything together.
Quinn's mother pleaded. "Please, Noah." She nodded a little with a pleading face. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Fabray. I can't. I care too much about your daughter getting hurt again." He looked at her father.
"Since when are we a family?" Quinn all but screamed back at her father. She shook her head as she reached over and grabbed Puck's hand. "We haven't been a family since the day you threw me out. And we'll never be a family again. Puck's been more like family to me than you'll ever be again."
Quinn watched as the anger crept across her father's face, and her mother just looked at her in horror. "Quinny, maybe you should take Noah home. And we can discuss this later."
"No, that's the problem! There won't be any discussing it. I'll take Puck home, I'll come back and we'll just pretend like everything is fine! I'm tired of doing that."
Puck whispered into her ear. "Babe, calm down. You won't take me home. I'll be right here. Ok?" Her father heard him. "You're not going home? You want me to drag you all the way out of this house? This is my house, Noah Puckerman!" He was about to attack Puck when her mother got a hold of him. He calmed down a little. "Look what have you done to my daughter! You have corrupted her mind."
Puck's lips let out a soft scoff. "Are you kidding me? You want to drag me out of here and you're blaming me for corrupting her mind? Yeah, sure I have corrupted her mind but not about you! I've been telling her to talk to you.." He took deep breaths to calm himself down and squeezing Quinn's hand harder.
"That's it!" Quinn let go of Puck's hand and threw her hands in the air. "We're not getting anywhere just standing here yelling at each other. So, I'm spending the night at Puck's." Quinn saw both her parents ready to interject, but put her hand up to stop them. "If you love me, you'll let me go. And tomorrow I'll come home and we'll actually talk about this. Like human beings."
Quinn grabbed Puck's hand and led him back up the stairs, faintly hearing her mother trying to calm her father down. She walked back into her room and closed the door. "I am so sorry you had to be there for that." She said as she sat down on the bed, needing a minute to collect herself before she broke down in tears.
Next thing Puck knew, he was being dragged upstairs by Quinn to her room. He saw her sit down on her bed and broke down into tears. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have talked back at him. It's a bad habit. I always do it to my mom." He shrugged with his hands inside his pockets, standing right in front of her. He knelt down in one knee and looked up at her. "Baby." He cupped her cheeks in his hands and looked into her eyes. He wiped her tears with his thumb. "I'll be right with you through all of this. I'll be here for you. I won't leave you." He pressed his forehead against Quinn's forehead and touched the tips of her nose with his.
Quinn smiled as she felt Puck's forehead on hers. "I love you." She whispered to him softly and placed a soft kiss on his lips. "But, I need to pack." Quinn laughed and pulled herself away from Puck. She went over to her closet and pulled out the all too familiar duffel bag. Like she had done it a million times, Quinn went around between her closet and her dresser and threw in random articles of clothing, as well as her hairbrush and school books. Thankfully she was already in her Cheerio's uniform so she wouldn't have to pack that. "Get me out of her?" She questioned him once she was done packing.
Puck didn't have the chance to say he love her too. Quinn stood up and packed her things. He sat down on the bed and just watched her. When she opened her drawers, he spoke up. "Babe, don't forget white nightgown." Quinn turned around and looked at her. He grinned and tried to look cute. Then she went back to packing.
When Quinn was done packing, he took her duffel bag and grabbed her hand. "Come on. Let's get out of here. Puck pulled her out of her room and went downstairs. He approached her parents again. "I'll take care of her. I'll drop her off here tomorrow right after school." Puck nudged Quinn to say something before they go.
Quinn squeezed Puck's hand as they made their way downstairs. She tried to pull him away from her parents but he obviously had something to say. She smiled proudly, he really could be a gentleman when he wanted to. When she felt him nudge her, Quinn let out a deep sigh and looked at her parents. "We'll talk tomorrow." She wasted no time in waving goodbye and pulling Puck outside.
Once outside, she spun him towards her and pressed her lips against his. When she pulled back she shook her head. "Don't ever do that again." She teased as they walked towards his truck.
Puck was grinning when they walked towards his truck after she kissed him. "What? What did I do this time?" He acted innocent as he opened the door on her side and put the duffel bag on the space between the passenger's seat and the driver's seat. Puck lifted her up in the truck and closed the door. When we was going to his side of the truck, he saw a glimpse of her father by the window, looking at them. He stopped and smiled softly, waving a little at him. Puck continued to go to the other side and went in his truck.
While Puck was driving, he noticed Quinn was pretty silent. He wanted to just let her be but he wanted to comfort her. So he stretched out his arm and put it around her shoulders. He pulled her closer to him and let her lean on his chest.
When Quinn felt Puck's arm around her shoulders, she instantly moved her duffel bag and moved closer to him. She let out a deep sigh as she rested against his chest.
"Why do they have to be like that?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She'd be lying if she said that the encounter with her parents hadn't bothered her. The way her mom was just so willing to sweep everything under the rug, and how her father was such an ass.
"Well, you're their daughter. They want what's best for you. I guess they're scared that I'll get you pregnant again. Puckerman sperm is pretty strong." Puck laughed and rubbed her arm to comfort her. "It's gonna be alright. Remember, I'll be with you tomorrow when you talk to them, if you want me to be there." He glanced as much as he can at Quinn. He kissed the top of her head and held on to her tighter.
"I get that, but the way they acted. It was ridiculous." Quinn shook her head, trying not to dwell on it. She didn't want it to ruin her night with him. "Of course I want you there." Quinn brought one arm to wrap around the front of his chest and pulled herself closer to him. Maybe she was becoming a little too dependent on Puck, but at this point Quinn didn't care. She needed him, and that was the end of it.
He noticed Quinn didn't laugh at his joke. He got alarmed. Puck parked in front of a convenient store then turned his body to face her. "Baby, don't worry about it. We'll talk to them tomorrow and straighten everything out. Ok?" Puck looked at her genuinely. "And good that you want me there 'cause even if you didn't, I'll still go with you." He smiled softly at her. "I'll go buy some stuff first. You want anything?"
A soft laugh left her lips as she looked up at him. She definitely wanted him there tomorrow, more like needed him. Otherwise she might be the one ending up in juive for attempted murder on her father. When he asked if she wanted something Quinn paused for a moment and shook her head. "Not that I can think of. Thank you though." She leaned up to place a small kiss on his cheek before leaning back in her seat.
"Alright. I'll be right back. Just stay here, ok?" He smiled as Quinn placed a small kiss on his cheek. He went out of his truck and made his way to the store. He bought some stuff for her. Even though she didn't say anything, Puck knew what she wanted and needed. After he paid he went back to his truck. Puck put the bags at the back and went in the truck. "Was I too long?" He smiled at Quinn,
Quinn smiled and shook her head. "Just long enough. Any longer and I was going to send out a search party." She teased him and when he started the engine, Quinn took back her place-her head against his shoulder.
When they arrived at Puck's house, he took her duffel bag and the bags from the back. He saw the Volvo in the garage and sighed. "Mom's home."
Quinn bit down on her lip and looked up at him. "Be nice. Don't go through what I did." She told him softly. Quinn absolutely hated what had happened with her parents, and she would hate to see Puck go through that with his mom.
"She's not supposed to be home at this hour. What the hell is she doing here?" He furrowed his eyebrows as they approached the front porch. Quinn opened the door for them and cocked her head to look around. Puck just went inside and passed by her. He turned around and looked at Quinn. "What are you doing? Come in." He laughed at her softly and went to the kitchen. To his surprise, his mom was preparing dinner for them. "What are you doing?" He asked coldly and dropping the bags on the counter, including Quinn's duffel bag.
Quinn followed him into the house, and quickly grabbed her duffel bag off the counter. When she heard Puck's voice, she instantly had to bite her lip to keep from elbowing him in the ribcage. Instead, Quinn shot him a side glance and shook her head. She turned her attention back to Puck's mom and smiled softly. "Hello Mrs. Puckerman." It amazed her how alike her and Puck really were, but at the same time she didn't want him going through this.
Puck's mom turned around and smiled at him. "Why hello, Noah. Oh. You didn't tell me we were having a guest tonight. It's a good thing I'm making for 5 people, knowing your appetite." She laughed softly and waved at Quinn. "She's my guest, not yours. And you're never home so why should I tell you that's she's sleeping over?" Puck grabbed Quinn's hand and turned around. But right before exiting the kitchen, he stopped but didn't look at his mother. "Don't bother about my appetite. I'm not hungry, especially now." He continued walking and pulled Quinn up to his room then slammed the door behind them.
She wanted so badly to be mad at Puck. To yell at him and tell him that was exactly what she didn't want him to do. But in this situation, she knew exactly where he was coming from. Instead, she sat down on his bed and looked up at him. "You were supposed to be nice." It was all she said as she pulled her hair lose from the far too tight pony tail that had been holding it off her neck. She ran her fingers through her hair, shaking it loose, and then looked back at Puck. "Babe. She was trying to be nice."
"So?" He said coldly while he took his jacket off. Puck approached her and pushed her shoulders to make her lie down. He straddled her hips and kissed her deep. He doesn't want to think about his mom that time. All he wanted was a nice evening with his girlfriend and just make out. He turned them around, making her on top of him. "I just wanna spend my time with you and no one else." He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.
"Babe," she started but was cut off by his lips against hers. Quinn let out a soft moan against his lips as she kissed him back. She bit back a squeal though as he flipped them over. "Babe, your mom is downstairs." She told him sternly, trying to crawl off him but his grip around her was too tight. "We are not doing it with your mom right downstairs. She's going to think I'm some kind of slut."
Puck tightened his grip around her. "I don't wanna do it. I wanna be with you right now and just cuddle, hug, kiss or whatever. Can't I just be intimate with my girlfriend without having sex?" He asked Quinn with a small frown on his face. He let out a deep sigh. "If you don't want to it's fine." He loosened his grip around her and threw his head back.
Quinn smiled and climbed off him. Instead she let herself fall next to him, snuggling as close to his as she could. "Of course you can. And of course I want to." With another soft smile, Quinn left a small kiss on his cheek before moving her head and letting it fall to rest on his chest. She couldn't even remember the last time they cuddled, or anything close to it, but it was nice.
Puck smiled when she said they can. When Quinn fell next to him, he put his blanket on top of them. Puck put one arm around her shoulders and the other around her waist. He tilted his body to face her so he can hug her closer to him. He kissed her forehead and just stayed in that position, closing his eyes with the comfort he's feeling. "Can we just be like this all night? I really don't want to go down." To him, this is the best comfort he had ever felt ever since he was a kid.
Quinn smiled at her boyfriend's words and nodded softly. "Yes, we can stay like this as long as you want." She cuddled in closer to him as she closed her eyes. It was become more and more obvious to her how much they actually needed each other. Neither of them really had a good home life from the looks of things, and being in his arms was comforting. It made her feel more at home than it did actually being home.
PUCK TEXTS QUINN IN SCHOOL
P: Hey, babe. Doing alright? Biology class, right?
Q: Hi. Yeah, it's almost over thankfully. Where are you?
P: Why? Biology is awesome. I would kill to transfer to your class. I'm in the locker room. Just finished taking a shower. Texting you bare naked ;)
Q: Baby! You're going to get me in trouble for squirming in my seat.
P: What? Is it wrong to text you bare naked with my towel hanging from my shoulder?
Q: Puckerman, I'm going to kill you. I'm getting strange looks from my teacher.
P: Hahaha! What are you doing? Poking yourself? I can do that for you later, you know.
Q: No! I'm just squirming a little. Well, a lot. No, we have to go deal with mommy and daddy after school.
P: Squirming over naked Puck? You can sneak in here and take a look at me. I'm still naked. I can poke you on the way.
Q: And how am I supposed to get out of class, oh wise one?
P: Mmm. You really want to sneak out, huh? Well you can say you're going to the bathroom or to the nurse.
Q: No no, I need to stay in class. And you need to be a good boy.
P: I am being a good boy. I'm being patient, waiting for you. I'm all alone and stroking myself.
Q: Puck, you're making it extremely hard to focus on Biology.
P: I'm imagining you pushing me against the lockers. And I'll poke you with my cock.
Q: Puckerman, I'm going to kill you. I swear.
P: If you like it, just come here! And I'll pull off your spanks freely. I wanna fuck you in this locker room while you're in your Cheerios uniform.
Q: In the middle of school? Are you on crack? Is this because you didn't get any last night?
P: Yes, no and no. I wanna try having sex in school. I wanna try it with you. Unless you're ok with me trying it with someone else?
Q: Try it with someone else and you'll find yourself without a girlfriend. Actually, try anything with anyone else and you'll find yourself without a girlfriend.
P: Even with Jack? Haha! Please.. Just come here. I'll tutor you in Biology. And it's going to be more fun than being in class right now.
Q: You'll not only be girlfriendless, but I'm pretty sure Dave will kill you. What if someone walks in on us, babe?
P: Oh right.. No one will. I already planned it. Come on, Q. It's just like the park fantasy.
Q: Babe, no. Not today. The bell's going to ring soon anyways.
P: Alright. I guess I'll put on some clothes now :(
Q: Meet me at my locker when the bell rings?
P: K
Q: Seriously? Are you going to pout when I see you too?
P: Maybeeeee
Q: You better not be. My locker. One minute.
Puck was pretty bummed after Quinn said no to locker room sex. It was one of his fantasies that he wanted to do with Quinn. Well, he wanted to do everything with her actually. After getting dressed, he went to his locker first to get his bag and books then he went to Quinn's. He leaned his back against her locker and waited for her. Puck was trying not to pout, but his bottom lip wants to pop out. So he stood there waiting for his girlfriend and unconsciously, he was pouting.
Quinn felt bad turning down Puck's fantasy, because normally she was all about making them come true. But she was a mess, emotionally. This whole thing with her dad had taken a lot out of her and she was not looking forward to this conversation. As soon as the bell rang, Quinn grabbed her books and swiftly made her exit from the class room. She couldn't help but laugh as she saw Puck leaning against her locker with a pout on her lips. She walked up to him and caught his lips in a quick kiss. "I thought I said no pouting."
Puck dazed into a daydream while he was waiting for his girlfriend. He snapped out off it when Quinn kissed him then he quickly furrowed his eyebrows out of confusion with her statement. "I wasn't pouting. I was thinking." He shook his head. "So.. We're heading out to your house now?" Puck put his hand on her hip and pulled her closer, making her lean onto him.
Quinn smiled softly and placed another small kiss on her boyfriend's lips. "No, you were pouting." She smiled and leaned into him. "Do we have to?" She knew the answer, but she still wasn't looking forward to it. It wasn't like her dad was going to listen to her. And he was going to try and throw Puck out again which would only made the Cheerio that much more angry at him.
"Really? I was? I didn't even notice." He laughed softly and licked his lips. "Yes, and I promised your parents I'll bring you back right after school." Puck let out a long sigh and pulled Quinn more onto him. "Don't worry.." He whispered into her ear. "I'll poke you deep and fast while going there." He nibbled on Quinn's ear and leaned his head back to the lockers, smirking at her.
"No, you're not." Quinn pulled herself away from Puck, and moved him to the side a little. She opened her locker and put in the books she didn't need. "I know you mean well, babe. But I'm just really not in the mood." Quinn paused and looked at Puck, an apologetic look crossing her features. "I'm sorry." She pulled out her History text book, and binder before closing her locker. "I guess I'm just nervous."
"Oh." Was the only thing he said when she pulled herself away from him. Puck moved himself away from her locker and just leaned onto another person's locker. Puck unconsciously pouted again and his lips left out a deep and long sigh. He listened to every word Quinn was saying while staring at the floor.
"That's why I'm trying to get it out from you mind. Don't be nervous. I'll be with you." Puck faced her and took her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
Quinn smiled, and pressed her lips to his again. "I know, but I'd rather just go get this over with." She squeezed Puck's hand softly, and pulled him away from the lockers. "Come on." Holding his hand, Quinn started to lead them towards the doors of the school. She really didn't want to have this conversation, but she knew it would come sooner or later.
Puck can feel how she wanted everything to be done. While Quinn was pulling him out, he was trying to think about the things he's going to say to his father. He was panicking. He didn't know what to say. As the reached is truck, he asked Quinn. "B-Baby, do I have to talk?" He looked at her with a straight face, blinking a few a times.
"No." Quinn answered quickly as she turned to look at him. "I just need to know you'll be there to hold my hand, or hold me back if my dad gets out of line." Quinn laughed softly, knowing that it would probably never get that far, but she also knew he would be there for her if it did. What could she say? He was a great boyfriend.
Puck nodded vigorously. "Yeah, yeah. I'll definitely do that." He squeezed Quinn's hand and opened the door for her. "Get in. We've got some things to solve." He ran to the other side and got in the truck. Puck turned on the engine and drove off the parking lot. He was driving a little faster than the usual. He pulled over in front of her house and froze like a statue.
Quinn had to admit she was a little freaked by Puck's driving, but she trusted him. When they pulled in front of her house, she turned and looked at Puck.
"Babe, come on." She pulled at his arm, trying to get him to unfreeze. "If you want to stay in the car, it's fine."
"No, no, no! I'll come with you." Puck turned off the engine and got out of the truck. He took Quinn's duffel bag with him and waited for her to get out. He offered his hand and she took it. They walked together to the front door.
Quinn squeezed Puck's hand one more time before pushing open the front door. "Mom? Dad?" she questioned softly, silently praying nobody would be home. But without fail, she heard her mom's voice coming floating around the corner from the family room.
"We're in here Quinny." Quinn sighed and walked over to the steps to dump her duffel bag, before walking towards the family room, her hand still clasped with Puck's.
"We're going to do this civilly, right?" she asked, her voice cold.
"Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Fabray." Puck gave them soft smile and nudge Quinn a little at her statement.
"What is this boy doing here?" Her father said coldly while he was drinking his scotch, sitting with his legs crossed on his chair. "Didn't you say, we will talk about this? You, me and your mother?" He looked at his glass.
"This boy has a name. Puck, remember?" She told her father as she tried to keep herself calm. Leave it to her father to screw something up before it even started. "Puck is family to me. Whether you like it or not, he's staying for this." Quinn squeezed Puck's hand a little harder.
"Quinny, I think your father is trying to say this is a family matter." And leave it to her mother to get behind her father. Quinn shook her head and stood her ground. "Puck is family to me."
Puck stared at her as she stood up to her parents because of him. He was really touched and he just wanted to hug her at that moment but he knew that the conversation was more important. He's willing to fight for Quinn in any way he can.
"I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Fabray but I will not leave Quinn's side. She'll go through this with me." Puck told her parents straight.
Her father let out an annoying laugh. "He's family to you? That's rubbish." He stood up and went face to face with Puck. Puck was taller than him so he had to look up to the younger boy. "You think you're part of this family?" Puck looked down at the older man. But before he could answer him, her father went face to face with his daughter. "Come on. Talk. What do you want to talk about?"
"Daddy!" Quinn practically screamed as she saw her father get up in Puck's face. She dropped Puck's hand, trying to pull her father away from her boyfriend's face. She really didn't want to do the whole, head bitch Quinn act. This was hurting her. No correction, this was killing her.
"He is family. He'll always be family. You need to come to terms with that." She shot her mother a look that bluntly said, thanks for your help before turning back to her father. "I want to know who you think you are?"
Despite the fact that Quinn wanted to cry, she could already feel the anger bubbling inside her. Worse than when she got into that fight with Santana. "You kick me out of my own home, you cheat on mom. And you think you can just say sorry, and come back into our lives. Seriously, what gives you the right? We were better off without you."
"Quinn Fabray!" Her mother snapped, stood up and stomped her feet as she approached her daughter. "How can you say such a thing to you father?" Her mother said with anger and frustration.
Puck pulled Quinn back a little. He knew she was going to blow her head off in any minute. He whispered into her ear. "Babe, calm down. I'm here. J-Just breathe." He breathed next to her ear so that she will copy him.
"How dare you speak to me like that! Don't you think I've changed? I have! Why do you think your mother forgave me? It's a good thing I'm back. Now I can discipline you the way you should have been disciplined!" He grabbed Quinn's arm and pulled her away from Puck.
"Me? What about him? He's standing there bad mouth my boyfriend and you ju-" Quinn's words were cut off by her father grabbing her arm, to which she let out a scream. "You're hurting me. Let go." She pleaded with him as tears started to form in her eyes. She felt like he was going to completely snap her arm in two.
"What the hell are you doing? You're hurting her!" Puck exclaimed and tried to take off her father's hand off of her. But then the old man punched the young boy, causing Puck to fall down to the floor.
Quinn couldn't focus on his words, instead she was trying to break herself free from his grip. But she saw very clearly as her father punched the boy. Another scream left the Cheerio's lips as she managed to break free of her father's grasp, instantly kneeling down by Puck.
"Baby. Baby, speak to me. Are you okay?" The tears were just flowing now as she turned to look up at her father. "What is wrong with you? The both of you!" She shouted up to both her parents before turning her full attention back to Puck.
Puck groaned as he tried to sit up. He looked at Quinn. "Baby, don't cry. I'm fine." He wiped her tears off her face. "What the fuck.." He said as he felt something dripping down from his nose. He licked his lips and tasted blood. Puck looked at Quinn with a horrific face. "B-Blood?" Puck wiped the liquid off him with his hands. "Baby, you better pull me away from your father." His temper was starting to rise.
Puck stood up and approach the old man. "What is your problem? Do you really want to see your daughter cry all the time?" Her father was about to punch him again when the young boy blocked it with his hand. "Do you really want to do that again?"
Quinn grabbed Puck's arm and tried to pull him back. "Babe, let's just go." This was ridiculous. Her father was being childish, and she kind of wanted him to hit him herself. "Come on." Quinn continued to pull at Puck's arm, trying to get him to back out of the living room.
"You know, all your doing is pushing me further and further away. And all you've shown me today is that you haven't changed. You're still the same dick that kicked me out to begin with." Quinn watched the horrified look on her mother's face and ignored it. She shook her head at her father, and continued to try and get Puck to listen to her, and back away from her dad.
"I may not have my daughter right now, but I'm sure I'll be a better father than you'll ever be! Thanks for teaching me on how to be an asshole to my children. Now I know what not to do!" Puck yelled as Quinn was pulling her away from the old man. Her father wanted to run after them but his wife stopped him.
Quinn grabbed her duffel bag on their way out of the house. As soon as Quinn and Puck got out of the house, he hugged Quinn immediately. "I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean to. It's just, he was an asshole and I-I.. I'm sorry for losing my temper." He placed a soft kiss on top of her head.
She dropped her duffel bag to the ground and threw her arms around Puck. More tears fell from her eyes as she buried her head in the crook of his neck. She hated him. Her father was such an asshole, and all he ever did was push her away. She didn't think she'd ever be able to step foot in that house again.
When she heard Puck's apology, Quinn instantly pulled herself away from the hug. She placed one hand on each of his cheeks, holding his gaze with hers. "Don't you apologize for anything you did in there. Thank you for what you did." Quinn leaned forward and pressed her lips firmly against his.
When Quinn pressed her lips firmly against his, he wanted to kiss back but he felt pain. He broke the kiss wincing. Puck touched his nose. "Ow!" He hissed as he felt the pain. "I'm sorry, baby. I think he broke my nose."
Quinn pulled back instantly when she heard his ow. "Baby, are you okay?" When she heard his next sentence, Quinn had to physically stop herself from marching back inside and throwing something at her father. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" She asked, clearly worried about her boyfriend. "Although I'm not sure what they do for a broken nose."
"No, it's ok." He tried touching it some more. "I had a hole in my back last week, right? A broken nose is no big deal." Puck shook his head and laughed. When he saw Quinn's expression still serious, his laugh faded and wrapped his arms around her again. "Baby, I want you to live with me again. Ok?" He smiled softly at her, hoping she would say yes.
This time Quinn didn't hesitate. She let the smile pull across her lips and nodded. "Yes." She threw her arms around him in another hug, careful to make sure she didn't cause anymore pain to his nose. She didn't want to be in that house. Ever again. And as long as Puck's mom was okay with her moving in again, she would most definitely move back in with Puck.
Puck wanted to jump for joy when he heard her say yes. When Quinn threw his arms around him, he lifted her up and turned her around just like in the movies. He put her down, tilted his head and kissed her deep. "I love you." Puck said in between their kiss. He was so happy that she can live with him again. Everything's almost perfect. All that he needed was to marry her and his life is complete.
Quinn let out her first laugh of the day as she felt Puck pick her up and spin her around. She smiled into the kiss, being careful again not to crush his nose. "I love you too." She mumbled back, her lips busy with his. When he pulled back, Quinn looked up at him with a smile. "Let's go home. I'll get the rest of my stuff over the weekend." She reached down and grabbed his hand, lacing her fingers with his. She didn't care what shit she would get from her parents, she needed to live with Puck. She needed to.
Puck smiled back at her more warmly. When Quinn grabbed his hand and lacing her fingers with his, he bent down to get her duffel bag for her. "I'll come with you and help you out with it." They started to walk towards his truck and realized what she said in her first statement. "Yeah, let's go home. That sounds nice."
When they got home, Puck's mom and Anna were coloring in the living room. "Oh. Hi you two. School was over a few hours ago whe.." His mother stopped as she saw the dry blood under his nose. "Noah Puckerman, what happened to you?" She approached him and touched his nose. "Ow!" Puck winced and kept his head away from his mother. "It's nothing."
Quinn followed Puck inside, and bit down on her lip as his mom noticed his nose. "Mrs. Puckerman," she started as she walked to stand next to Puck. "This is my fault, and I deeply apologize. See, my dad just moved back into the house, and Puck came with me to speak to him. My dad got way out of line with your son, and when then out of line with me," she paused as she subconsciously rubbed the bruise on her arm from her father's hand. "Noah was simply trying to protect me. And well, I'm sorry."
Normally Quinn wasn't one to apologize, especially for something she didn't personally do. But she was scared of Puck's mom. She loved Puck a lot, and didn't want his mom to hate her.
Puck tried to stop Quinn from explaining what happened just a few minutes ago. "Baby, you didn't have to say everything." He put down her duffel bag on the couch. "I'm fine, mom. No big deal." Puck was about to say about the hole he had on his back, but he forgot that she had no idea what happened so he didn't continue. Puck's mom nodded and put her hand on Quinn's shoulders. "It's ok. It's not your fault then." She turned to Puck. "Honey, did you really do that? Did you help Quinn?" He nodded and his mom hugged him. "I'm so proud of you." Puck froze and didn't know what to do. He looked at Quinn confused then his mom pulled back from the hug, Puck and Quinn immediately tried to look normal.
"Quinn, please get an ice pack from the freezer while I wash off the blood from Noah's nose." She smiled softly at the blonde and pulled the boy to the nearest bathroom.
Quinn felt her heart stop beating all together as Puck's mom placed a hand on her shoulder. She's going to kill me. I'm gonna get smacked. Great, now I'll be homeless. Oh dear God, save me. But much to Quinn's surprised, none of that happened. She felt her face fall slightly in shock at his words, and tears spring to her eyes as she watched Mrs. Puckerman hug her son and tell her she was proud of him. Quinn wiped them away as quick as possible, not wanting Puck or his mom to see how emotional she was right now. It was worse than being pregnant.
"Of course, Mrs. Puckerman." Quinn smiled back softly, and rushed off to go grab an ice pack out of the freezer. Then she went back to the nearest bathroom, stopping to grab a small towel to wrap the ice pack in before handing it over to Puck.
"Mom, I'm fine! Ow! Don't touch it, it hurts!" Puck was screaming as his mom while she was cleaning him up. "Don't move so much then." She continued cleaning his face from the blood. "Stop it! Ok, ok. I'm clean now!" He stood up straight from the sink.
Puck was out of breath. "God, mom. You gotta stop doing that. I couldn't breathe." Puck saw Quinn through the mirror and turned around. "There you are. Give it to me." His mom extended her hand to get the ice pack from her.
Quinn bit down on her lip as she watched Puck scream. She hated knowing her father was the cause of it. When she heard his mom speak, Quinn handed the ice pack over to her and stepped out of the bathroom. Hey, she felt a little awkward just standing there. Instead, Quinn went over to the living room and sat herself down on the couch. She checked to make sure her pony tail was still in place, and crossed her legs waiting for them to both come out.
When Puck's mom put the ice on his nose, he wondered where Quinn went. "Hey, baby! Where are you?" He called out. He took the ice from his mom and said thanks then went to go look for Quinn. He went to the living room. "There you are." He smiled and approached the blond. He sat right beside her and wrapped his free arm around her. "Can you take care of me?" Puck smirked and handed her the ice pack.
Quinn smiled up at her boyfriend. "Aw, sweetie. Why don't you let your mom take care of you?" She took the ice pack, and placed it gently against his nose, being careful not to put too much pressure. "I don't want her to hate me," she whispered to him softly. Sure, Quinn loved taking care of Puck. But his mom was making an effort and she hated to be the reason they couldn't fix things between them.
"Well because I want you to take care of me." He blinked a few times at her. "Don't worry, I said thanks." Puck smiled and winced a little. He likes being taken care of, especially by Quinn.
"I see you have a personal nurse." His mother came back laughing softly with a tray filled with snacks and drinks in it. "Here. I'm guessing you're hungry." She placed the tray on the coffee table. "Mom." He looked up at her. "Is it ok if Quinn lives here?" Puck practically begged with his bottom lip popping out again to his mother. "Ok. But she'll be sleeping in the guest room." She said sternly. "What! Come on! Why can't she sleep with me? Please. I won't feel comfortable if she's not near me." Puck held Quinn closer ho him. He was too tired to fight with his mother but that was not cool for him.
Quinn turned to shush her boyfriend as she looked back up at Mrs. Puckerman. "Thank you so much. The guest room is more than enough." She thanked her again and watched as Mrs. Puckerman made her way back up the stairs to go see what Anna was up to. "Baby, I'll be here all the time. Your mom is being kind enough to let me live here. Don't push it." She laughed softly as she moved the ice pack to look at his nose. "Does it hurt? Like a lot?" She still felt horrible. How had her father turned into such a monster? Yes, he had always been a jerk. But even when he found out she was pregnant and thought Finn was the father, he didn't do this. This was uncalled for on so many levels.
Puck groaned and leaned his head to the couch as soon as his mother went up the stairs. "I want you beside me." He looked at Quinn. "Who's going to hug me while I sleep now? How are we going to have sex? We're going to sneak out of our rooms?" He was frustrated. The one thing that makes him happy, comfortable and safe was taken away from his mother again. He slouched and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I'm fine." Puck moved her hand away from him. He's too bummed that he can't cuddle with Quinn when they sleep. He let out a big sigh.
Quinn rolled her eyes but smiled at her boyfriend. "First, sex is not that big of a deal. You can survive without it. And second, we'll sleep together sometimes. Even if we do have to sneak out of our rooms." She let out a soft groan as he slouched into the couch. "Come on baby, don't be like this."
She leaned over and placed her lips softly against his neck, moving up towards his ear. "At least I'll be living here." Quinn pulled his earlobe in between her teeth and nibbled on it softly. "Everyday after school you can bring me home. Our home."
Puck couldn't believe that she thinks that he can survive without sex. He was frustrated a while ago at school and now this. He can't even have sex with his girlfriend in his room? Bogus.
Puck rolled his eyes shut as soon as he felt her lips on his neck. "B-Baby. What are you doing?" He moaned softly as he felt her nibble on his earlobe. "Y-Yeah. That sounds amazing. Our home." He nodded and gave in to Quinn.
Quinn let her lips trail down from his ear, to the base of his neck. "Hm? I'm trying to remind you why me living here is a good thing even if we have to have separate rooms." Quinn bit down gently on the skin that joined his neck and his shoulders. Not hard enough to hurt, but definitely enough to leave a mark. "Just think about it, when I shower it'll be in your shower. And when it's just the two of us, I can let my body..air dry"
"Ogod.." Puck said with a moan. "That would be a lovely sight." He smiled slowly while his eyes were still closed shut. "B-But I can't let you get cold. I-I'll hug bare fucking naked." He put his hand on her knee and slowly slid it up and down, caressing her thighs. Puck can feel there's a bulge that was forming on his pants. Quinn's affect on him is really huge. "Fuck, Q. Feel this." He took one of her hands and placed it on top of his bulge. He turned his head to face her, opening his eyes. "That's all because of you, babe." He tilted his head and placed a soft yet long kiss on his girlfriend's lips.
"Oh you'll keep me nice and warm?" Quinn smirked against his neck, and let out a soft moan of her own feeling his hand on her thigh. When he moved her hand to his bulge, Quinn moved her hand back and forth against it. She looked up and him, her hand still palming his erection. "It better be because of me." Quinn leaned up to meet his lips, and pulled back after a moment to place a kiss along his jaw. "Does that feel good baby?" She squeezed the bulge in his pants softly, before going back to palming him.
"Of course I will, even your insides." His mouth opened as Quinn moved her hand back and forth against his bulge. Puck threw his head back so that she can easily kiss his neck and along his jaw. "Y-Yeah, baby. Don't stop." He bucked his hips against Quinn's palm to get more fricttion and groaned. He continued to caress her thighs. He put his hand in the middle of her thighs and slowly slid it up and poke her core.
"Hm, but your mom is upstairs." Quinn smirked softly, and pulled back from him entirely. "Maybe later." Quinn moved to the other end of the couch, and fixed her pony. "You're cute when you're all turned on." The blond pulled her legs under her, and sat Indian style watching, awaiting her boyfriend's reaction.
Puck's mouth dropped open wide as his girlfriend pulled back from him. "You're kidding, right?" He shook his head and looked at Quinn. He looked down at the bulge on his pants and it was really obvious. If she doesn't want to I'll do this on my own.He stood up and went up stairs to check up on his mom, who fell asleep with Anna. He went back down stairs and sat on his spot. Puck unbuckled his pants, unzipped it and pulled it down. His length was so hard that it popped up when his pants were removed. "See what you've done." He glared at Quinn and grabbed himself. He started to stroke himself while staring at Quinn, licking his lips.
Quinn watched as her boyfriend went up the stairs, and shrugged. But when he came back down she looked at him slightly confused. "What are you doing?" She whispered softly as she watched him just pull his length out. "Your mom could walk down here at any minute. And as funny as I think that would be, are you sure you want her to see you doing that?" She was rambling now. She had to ramble. If she didn't ramble she would be focused on the wetness growing between her legs and it would show Puck that he was having an effect on her.
"I don't care. I'm too mad at you for rejecting me twice in one day." He kept his glare as he stood up and went in front of her. He was just standing there, stroking himself, bucking his hips and looking down at her. "I'm so fucking hard and you don't even want to finish me. I'll fucking come all over you, bitch." He stroke faster and groaned.
Quinn raised an eyebrow at her boyfriend at his words. "Really? You're that mad because I won't give it up to you?" Quinn just sat there and crossed her arms over her chest. "Sex means that much to you?" She looked up at him, not entirely believing her boyfriend was that mad over something as silly as sex. She knew sex was important to him, but this was crazy. "Fine, do it."
While he was stroking himself, he kicked Quinn's legs to open up. Puck made her to open her legs wide and saw her spanks were ruined. "Babe, why so wet?" Puck smirked and licked his lips at the sight he was seeing. His girlfriend's legs wide open and he could see how wet she was. Dammit. He stroked faster and rubbed his balls at the same time. He groaned louder and stared at the blond girl who was looking up at him. He bent down to kiss her then stood up immediately, bucking his hips. He shuddered as he felt cum coming out of him. He came all over Quinn's lap, trying to miss her uniform and a lot splashed on her face. "How about that?" He let out a breathy laugh and collapsed right beside her, sitting contented. It was his first release of the day.
Quinn had no reaction. She sat there completely emotionless as Puck got his release. Once he collapsed next to her, she stood from the couch. Without saying a word, Quinn went over, grabbed her duffel bag and made her way upstairs. She immediately walked into the bathroom, and shut the door making sure to lock it behind her. When she caught glimpse of her reflection in the mirror a low groan left her lips. He was going to pay for this one, she would make sure of it. Quinn stripped from her Cheerios uniform, and turned on the water to the shower, making sure to pull her hair out of her pony tail before climbing in.
Puck just watched his girlfriend leave the living room with an evil smirk on his face. "Told you I'll do it." He whispered to himself. Puck stood up and put on his pants on. He went upstairs to his room and got sweats and her old tank top that was there for almost a year now. He wanted to keep it but he thought that Quinn didn't have any clean clothes. He took a towel and put it under the clothes. Puck looked for a post it and wrote a short message.
Here's a towel and some clean clothes.
-NP
Puck knocked on the bathroom door where Quinn was. He left the towel and clothes on the floor then he took a shower in his mother's bathroom as well.
Quinn heard the knock of the bathroom door, but chose to ignore it. Instead, she continued her shower, trying to get rid of any traces of come off her face, and out of her hair. She was pissed. Sure, at first seeing Puck all turned on was kind of hot, but she really couldn't believe that he was that dependent on sex. She thought the whole sex shark thing was a joke. But apparently she had been wrong.
Once she was sure she was clean, Quinn turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Realizing she didn't have a towel or clean clothes, Quinn pulled open the door, only to find a pile on the floor. She picked them up, smiling softly at the note on top. She used the towel to dry off before changing into the clothes, wrapping her hair in the towel.
After she was dressed and dried, Quinn left the bathroom making her way back into the living room to take back her spot on the couch, arms folded over her chest.
While Puck was showering, he kind of felt guilty with what he did to Quinn. He just realized how pissed she was when she went to the bathroom. Quinn didn't react nor speak. Puck was nervous to go down and see her. After rinsing every part of his body that was covered in soap, he stepped out of the shower and got a towel to dry himself. He went to his bedroom and sat on his bed. I really fucked up this time.He thought while rubbing his mohawk with the towel.
After getting dressed in his boxers and a tight white singlet, he went down stairs and saw Quinn. He stopped at the last step and just stared at her. He went to the kitchen and got something from the freezer. Puck went back to the living room and offered Quinn a pint of her favorite ice cream. But she didn't take it. So he sat down on the other side of the couch.
After a few minutes of thinking, Puck finally spoke. "I-I'm sorry, Quinn." He looked down at the pint of ice cream in his hands.
Quinn kept her arms folded over her chest as Puck entered the living room. She basically ignored him as he offered her the pint of her favorite ice cream and kept her eyes fixed on the TV. She honestly had no idea what was even on, nor did she care. All she cared about was the fact that she was not speaking to Noah Puckerman, at least not right now.
When she heard his apology, Quinn let her eyes glance over in his direction but made sure it was subtle. She readjusted her hazel eyes to look at the TV and simply shrugged her shoulders. She still couldn't wrap her head around the fact that sex was that important to him. She didn't want that to become what their entire relationship was.
She loved Puck, and would never ask him to change who he was, but there were certain things she couldn't handle. And their entire relationship being about sex was one of them.
Puck continued his apology. "I don't expect you to forgive me now but just hear me out…" He paused for a while to clear his thoughts from other things. Then he turned his whole body to face Quinn. "I'm really, really sorry, Quinn. I shouldn't have done that to you. It was really wrong and I disrespected you as a woman, especially as a person." He let out a deep sigh. "I won't pressure you or tease you into having sex anymore. I just... I want to be with you. I want you in my arms every minute of every day. I want to make you happy. I wanna see your smile and hear your laugh." He smiled softly as he imagined her smiling warmly at him." I love you, Quinn Fabray." He blinked a few times before standing up. Puck approached her and kissed the top of her head then he left the ice cream on the coffee table.
Puck went upstairs to his room and just lied down on his bed. He stared at the ceiling feeling bummed about being an asshole to his girlfriend. Puck was really sorry. He just became childish and insensitive, which he needs to work on.
Quinn listened carefully as Puck continued his apology. She was impressed. He sounded like he actually meant what he was saying. And it actually brought a tear to the Cheerio's eyes. She could never stay mad at Puck, especially not when he gave her an apology like that. Quinn sat on the couch for a few moments after he went upstairs. She finally let out a deep sigh and looked at the ice cream on the coffee table. She smiled at it softly before pushing herself to her feet, and grabbing it. Quinn walked into the kitchen and put it back in the freezer. Another sigh left the girl's lips as she wandered over to the stairs, and made her way upstairs.
She stood outside the door to Puck's room for a good 5 minutes just staring at it. She wasn't exactly sure what she wanted to say. Quinn eventually shook her head and knocked on it slightly. When no answer came, Quinn pushed the door open slightly and stuck her head in. "Noah?" The name felt weird coming off her tongue, but she looked inside and over to his bed.
Puck was in deep thought. He was thinking of the attitudes he needs to change so that the incident a while ago wouldn't happen anymore. Teasing, got to stop that. From now on I guess jerking is gonna be my only option. Hello, right hand. You're gonna meet Puckerman Jr. more often now.He lifted his right hand and looked at it. Hmm. How can I stop being an asshole? He furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to think of how to stop being an ass to his girlfriend that he didn't hear the soft knock on the door.
When Puck saw the door opened slowly and heard his name, he thought it was his mom. But when he saw the blond hair on the head of the person, he quickly sat up and gulped down a huge lump of saliva. "Hey. Come in." He cocked his head to the side to see more of Quinn.
Quinn let herself step full inside Puck's bedroom and shut the door behind her. She made no attempt to move closer to him, or the bed. Instead she stood firmly at the door, her eyes glued to the floor in front of her. This was ridiculous, she felt like she wanted to cry again and she hated that. She was Quinn Fabray for crying out loud. When did she turn into this vulnerable, cry baby? The Cheerio let out her final deep sigh as she shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. "I'm sorry," she mumbled softly hoping that Puck would be able to hear her and understand what she said.
She bit down on her lip, and allowed her eyes to trail from the floor up to his bed. When her eyes met his, she bit down on her lip a little harder and felt that familiar prickling in her nose indicating that she wanted to cry. But she kept her eyes locked on Puck's praying he wasn't mad at her.
Puck stood up as soon as she stepped in fully and shut the door behind her. when Quinn didn't move from where she was standing, he didn't move too. He knew she didn't want to approach him or something.
Puck heard her mumble out something. "What did you say? I'm sorry. I didn't hear it clearly.." He kept his eyes locked into hers. He wanted to know what she said. He hoped she wasn't there to break up with him or else he might kill himself.
When she didn't say anything, Puck couldn't take it anymore. He walked towards her slowly and he let a few inches of space between, giving her space that maybe she didn't want to be touched. He licked his lips as he waited for her response. He was scared that he made her totally mad.
Quinn cleared her throat as she let her eyes lock with his once more. "I'm sorry," she repeated louder this time. The blonde ran her fingers through her hair, and looked back down at the ground. "I shouldn't have teased you and expected you not to react."
Normally, Quinn had pride. She didn't admit when she was wrong. But this was Puck, he managed to make all her walls come down and turn her into this totally different person. She still handed decided how that made her feel, but she knew she loved Puck and that was all that mattered.
"I just..I don't want our relationship to be.." Quinn trailed off, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth. She wanted to tell him, but she didn't want him to over react. She didn't want him to take what she had to say the wrong way and think that she thought he was using her or something. Because that wasn't the case. Quinn knew Puck loved her.
Puck got confused when she said she was sorry. His eyebrows furrowed and open his mouth a little. "I don't understand. Why are you saying sorry?" Then Quinn continued. He got a little bit nervous. Oh shit. I knew it. She's going to break up with me.
"Quinn, please." Puck cupped her cheeks into his hands and made her look at him. "I'll change, I promise. I won't be an ass or a sex shark anymore. Just don't leave me." A tear left Puck's eye and his breathing pattern was getting messed up. "I know I'm messed up, but I'm trying my best to think of ways to change. Please.."
Quinn watched as tear left Puck's eye, and shook her head. "Baby no, no." She brought her thumb up to wipe away the tear. "Oh God, I'm not leaving you. No, no." Quinn wrapped her arms around Puck in a hug, burying her head in the crook of his neck. "I could never break up with you. Oh God, how could you think that?"
A humorless laugh left the Cheerio's lips as she pulled back and looked at her boyfriend. She had to wipe a few tears of her own away from her eyes but shook her head again. "I just..I don't want our relationship to turn into being just about sex. I know you're the sex shark, and you obviously need sex. I just don't want that to be all we do." Quinn bit down on her lip, looking back at the floor waiting for his reaction.
When Quinn said no, Puck let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to cry more. He wanted to release tears of joy. Quinn wrapped her arms around him, he wrapped his arms around her too. He hugged her as tight as he can. "I was an ass. I squirted my cum on you, it was too much. And you gotta stop doing that. Stopping before you're actual point.. You're like an episode of Pretty Little Liars. You have cliffhangers."
Puck laughed humorless with her. When she pulled back, he could see tears rolling down her face. He helped her wiped them away. And then Quinn continued speaking, he listened very well. "Ok. I know. I understand." He let out a sigh and nodded. You put his hand under her chin and lifted her head for her to look at him. "I'm actually planning to ask you out on our first date tomorrow night. You wanna go with me? I've been planning it for a long time now." Why did I tell her that? I'm such a dork. "What do you say?" He smiled softly at her.
Every thought left Quinn's head when she heard his question. A smile broke out across the blonde's lips as she nodded. "What do I say? Of course!" She threw her arms around her boy friend once again. She couldn't remember the last time she was on a real date with Puck, or if they had ever had one to begin with. Sure, they had hung out all the time. But the last real date she had was with Sam.
Quinn instantly pushed the thought from her mind, she hadn't heard from Sam in weeks, and she wasn't going to let him ruin this. Instead Quinn pulled back for a moment and placed her lips against Puck's. She kissed him quickly and pulled back once again. "I love you."
A huge grin crept up Puck's face when he saw her smile and heard her say of course. When Quinn threw her arms around him, he held her tight and didn't want to let her go. But then she pulled back and kissed him. He wanted to kiss back badly but Quinn's nose kind of squished his so he pulled back quickly. He flinched as he spoke. "I love you too, baby."
Puck carefully touched his nose. He cupped Quinn's face again, titled his head to the side and kissed her passionately, trying to focus on the kiss and at the same time on his nose.
Quinn smiled as she kissed him back, returning the passion full force. But she jumped back when she felt a vibration in her bra. Quinn laughed and pulled her phone out, her eyes scanning over the text before typing a reply.
What the hell.. He felt something vibrate around his chest area. Puck saw Quinn take out her phone from her bra. "You keep your phone under your bra? Can I get it next time it vibrates?" He grinned but then suddenly glared, realizing it ruined their moment.
She could practically feel Puck's eyes glaring into her and she held up a finger telling him to wait. It didn't take long for the phone to vibrate again in her hands. She read over the text and squealed softly. Quinn typed a quick reply before looking up at Puck, a huge smile across her face.
Jack: Hi, Q.. Uhm, listen.. I have the world's biggest favor to ask of you and Puck.. What are you doing this weekend starting approximately... right now?
Quinn: Hi, Jack. Hm, the only thing I can think of is nursing his broken nose & he asked me to go out with him tomorrow night. Why, what's up?
Jack: Well... shit, you're gonna think I'm crazy... we're crazy, but uhm.. Dave and I are going to drive to Las Vegas and get married... and the thing is.. we need witnesses. We were wondering if you and Puck would come with us, and be them?
Quinn: You're getting married? Yes, I definitely think your crazy..for waiting this long. Let me talk to Puck, I have no objections, but let me talk to him, okay?
Jack: Seriously? Thank you so much, Q. You guys are the best.
Quinn: Of course! I mean it's not like he really has a choice, haha. I'm so happy for you guys.
"Baby, do you think we could put off that date?" She could see the disappointment on his face, and touched his arm lightly. "Jack and Dave want us to go to Vegas with them. They're getting married!"
"Oh.." He was really disappointed. Puck couldn't believe she wanted to go to Jack and Dave's wedding than their own date. But he thought about the fact that Dave wanted to marry Jack that he had to be there. A soft smile slowly crept up on his face. "Yeah, it's ok. We could go." He was a little jealous of Dave. At least he could get married to his blond without caring about what others think. Puck looked at Quinn and thought of her marrying him in a Church.
"We'll be next." She smiled and kissed him softly before slipping her phone back into her bra. "And yes, I keep it there. Even during school, there's no pockets in my Cheerios uniform." She told him with a small wink. Quinn wrapped her arms around Puck again letting her head fall to his chest. "I can't believe we're going to Vegas." she mumbled softly. Quinn had never even been out of Ohio, and now they were going across the country. Of course it was for a great cause, it was just shocking.
Puck was a little bit surprised when she said they'll be next. "Well I hope soon." He kissed Quinn softly back and watched her put back her phone in her bra. "Wait. You've got to be careful when you take out or put back your phone. I'm the only one who can see it fully. Ok?" He got concerned with his girlfriend just lifting her Cheerios uniform out of the blue and guys will be all over her.
Puck wrapped his arms around her waist. "I know. I remember when you said that we should go to Vegas last week. Remember?" He laughed softly and placed a kiss on her head, smelling her hair.
"Well when I know you're texting my phone goes in a different place." Quinn winked up at him and walked over to pick up her duffel bag. She looked inside, thankful she had packed enough clothes. She turned back to Puck and smiled as she felt his arms around her waist. "I remember." Quinn smiled and bit down on her bottom lip.
She remembered it clearly. She couldn't help but think about how much she did want to marry Puck. But they were too young. She was 17, and she knew there no chance that they were going to get parental consent, not after what had happened. When they were 18 though, she would marry him in a heartbeat.
"Well, I should text you more often then." Puck smirked. "I remember like it was yesterday." He laughed and pressed his forehead against hers. "If I could only marry you tomorrow.. I will." He sighed softly. "We should better get some sleep. Well I need to get some sleep, I'll be driving not like you and Jack." Puck pinched Quinn's cheek. He let his hand slide from Quinn's cheek down to her hand. "Wanna sleep here with me?" Puck entwined their fingers.
"If I was 18, I'd be marrying you right after Jack and Dave gets married." She told him softly before laughing softly. "Me and Jack are going to be good trophy wives. Consider it girl bonding." She laughed again at the sight of her and Jack in the back talking about who knows what, and Dave and Puck all grumpy in the front driving. She squeezed his hand softly and nodded. "Id' love to spend the night here."
"Well if I was 18, I'd marry you before Jack and Karofsky does." He raised an eyebrow as he laughed softly. "Yeah, the both of you better be good trophy wives. Like getting us coffee, feeding us food while we're driving. That's the test if you will be a great wife." Puck pulled Quinn closer to the bed. He sat down and put her on top, straddling him. "I love you." He tilted his head to the side and kissed Quinn deep. He slowly lied down on the bed not breaking their kiss.
"Oh, don't worry baby. I've had.." Quinn trailed off, she was going to say she had years of practice watching her mom be the perfect trophy wife but decided against it. She shook her head slightly and smiled. "I know how to be a good wife for my man." Quinn looked down at him, her smile growing. "I love you too." She met her lips with his, kissing him deep being careful to avoid his nose. Quinn pulled her phone from her bra and tossed it onto the bed, not caring that it bounced off and hit the floor. Instead she focused her attention on deepening their kiss.
Puck pulled them together and positioned them well on the bed. His head his resting on the pillows while focusing on kissing his future wife. Yeah, it's a little weird to say that she' his future wife but he really wants to marry her and get out of that little town.
Puck stopped their kiss and just stared at Quinn. He pushed a few strands of her hair to the back of her ear. "I can't get over the fact that you're actually mine. I fell like everything is still a dream." He shook his head, laughing.
Quinn smiled down at him and shook her head. "Well get used to it. You're stuck with me baby." Personally she loved the idea of being with Puck forever. He had proven that he could be a great boyfriend, and even proven he would have made a good father.
Quinn's thoughts instantly went to what their life would have been like if they had kept Beth. Yes, sometimes she regretted it. But then again if they had kept her Quinn would have never dated Sam, and she may have never realized how much she really did love Puck. Quinn leaned down and kissed him softly. "I love you."
"Oh I'll definitely enjoy coming home to this gorgeous hottie." Puck ran his hands on her sides, feeling her curves. "I can deal being stuck with you." He nodded teasingly and laughed.
He stared at Quinn as she dazed off. "Hey." Puck poked her sided. "What are you thinking? Tell me. You're thinking about our future? What will be our job? How many kids will we have? I want 6 so that we could form a basketball team." He grinned up at her. "I love you."
Quinn's eyes went wide at the mention of 6 kids. She laughed softly and shook her head. "We're adopting right? Because I know you don't expect me to go through that 6 more times." Quinn winced slightly at the thought of labor, and then laughed.
She could clearly remember screaming at Puck while in labor, but that hurt. She knew Puck would never really understand. Yes, he had been there, but a guy would never understand the pain of labor unless by some kind of magic they got to feel it.
"But I want it to be our babies." He frowned at the thought of caring for a baby that isn't his. "Ok. Maybe just two then. I want the first one to be a boy and then the second a girl. So that our son can take care of his little sister when there are boys who wants to try to get it on with our daughter. Or! Maybe we should just have two boys. That would be easier." Puck stared pass through Quinn and still thinking about their future children.
"Well that's up to you baby." She smiled with a nod. "Yep, the male's sperm decides the gender of the baby." Quinn laughed softly, remembering when she first learned that. She was still on good terms with her parents and she had gotten home and 'yelled' at her dad because she got her period once a month. She blamed it all on him. It was pretty funny. "Either way, I think two kids we can do. Boy or girl, they will be great kids." Quinn smiled as she watched Puck stare off in though.
"Oh right." He laughed at himself for thinking too much then caught Quinn watching him. "Hey! Are you staring at me while I'm thinking?" He laughed softly and shook her with his hands on her waist. "I just hope I can be a great father." Puck got a little worried, thinking about what happened to him when he was little. "I hope I can care, discipline and love them the right way." He stared at Quinn's stomach, imagining a bulge like before. A smile crept up his face, thinking there will be another Beth and this time he'll take care of him or her.
Quinn smiled as she looked down at Puck. She placed her hand gently on his cheek, and tried to push back the tears that were forming in her eyes. "You are going to be an amazing father, Noah." Using his first name felt weird again, but she wanted him to know she meant it. She had no doubts in her mind that when the time came he would make a great father. Especially after the interaction with her father. And Quinn couldn't wait 'til that day came and she got to raise a child or two with him.
Puck looked up and into Quinn's eyes. "Thanks, baby." He smiled then it slowly faded as he saw his girlfriend's eyes a little watery. "Baby, what's wrong?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you sleepy already? You wanna sleep now? Are you tired?" He could understand if Quinn was tired, both of them had a long day.
"No, no. Well I mean yes I'm tired. But I was thinking about you and how great of a dad you'd be." Quinn climbed off him, and cuddled herself close to his side. "You're going to make an amazing, dad. And a great husband." she offered softly, pulling herself closer to him just wanting to stay cuddled in his arms for the night.
Puck wrapped an arm around Quinn to keep her as close to him as he can before pulling up the covers over them. He moved his lips on her ear and whispered. "Well you're going to be the best mom ever." Puck kissed the side of Quinn's head and closed his eyes as he fell asleep thinking of his future with Quinn.
AN: Hope you guys like it. Next chapter, VEGAS BABY! Karofsky and Puck friendship. Full of surprises for everyone! :D