Chapter 4: Quick.
Quinn's POV.
When Puck said that, I shivered. Of course he'd pick 7 minutes in Heaven. It's so.. Puck.
Everybody were drunk, really drunk, I felt the rage in me, apparently I was the angry drunk.
Like I care.
I looked at Finn, he was so fucking happy with that bitch. Ugh.
I just wanted somebody to love me, is that so hard? I mean, I was hot and beautiful. Every guy in school wanted to be with me. Just to get into my pants, of course.
"That's a good idea." Artie said "but how we gonna choose who is going in there?"
"Spin the bottle." Santana rolled her eyes.
"Okay, me first." Puck did it and landed on.. me.
"Whoa.. awkward." Rachel mumbled.
"There's no way my man will go upstairs with Lucy Caboosey."
Son of a bitch, she was the only one who still reminded me about my past.
"Wait, fat bottomed girl." Santana got up "Your man wanted to pLay the game. So follow the rules. If you don't like the rules, don't play the fucking game. Meanwhile, Puck can go to my bedroom with Q."
"I can't go." Everybody looked at me.
"C'mon Q, don't be a pain in the ass. You don't have to get preggo again." Santana smiled. I gave her the finger.
Puck looked at me and I bit my lip, he wanted that, but I wasn't in the mood, I just wanted to die. Or drink more.
I got up. I wouldn't have sex with him. Keep that in mind, Q. We went to Santana's bedroom and he closed the door.
"You won't touch me." I warned him.
"Don't worry." He sat by my side. "Do you realized it's the first time we're alone since –
"Don't."
No, he couldn't bring that up. I was doing a great job pretending she didn't exist.
"Sometime we'll have to talk about it. She's real."
"It hurts, stop."
"And you think it doesn't hurt me, too? I wanted to keep her, she's my daughter! Our daughter!"
"No, she's not. Now Shelby's her mom."
"I don't care, but we made her."
"I miss her." I mumbled, letting my wall fall. He was the only one who could see and feel my pain, who can look me deep inside.
He hugged me and kissed the top of my head.
"Did you regret?"
"Yes. But it's too late. I don't know where Shelby is."
"We could find out." He said.
"And then what? Steal her from Shelby? We can't Puck! She's not ours anymore!"
"She'll always be ours, Quinn."
I rolled my eyes.
"I miss her too, you know? I cry sometimes, wondering how my life, our life, would be if we kept her."
"But we didn't. and now you're with Lauren. "
"But I still love you."
I looked at him, shocked. What was he saying?
"Don't play with me, Puck." I shut my eyes.
"I'm not lying."
"And why you didn't fight for me? After that day in the hospital, you didn't call me. When the vacation ended, you didn't even look at me!"
"And you did? You pretended too!"
Tears were falling and my heart was broken. Since the day Beth was born, my heart never was the same.
"And I know you loved me too. Maybe you still do."
"No."
"How do you know? Do you realize Sam and Finn didn't make you happy?"
"I was happy with them." I frowned.
"Happier than when you were with me?"
And then, I knew it. The happiest time of my life was with him. His mom was a pain in the ass with the baby stuff, but I was happy with him. Really happy.
He cupped my face with his hand and looked in my eyes, I nodded and he kissed me. And it felt so good. I missed that kiss, a lot, Puck was a great kisser and in the bed, he was very good too.
We stood there, kissing; he didn't try to do anything.
"I love you, Quinn. I want to be with you."
"But Lauren..-
"I like her, she's nice. But she is like Finn and Sam to you, just a toy. I'm using her to forget you."
These words really touched me, it made sense.
"Please, give me a chance. I can make you happy."
He was telling the truth, I could tell because of his eyes, I remembered when he told me he loved me in the hospital, the eyes were in the same way.
I deserved to be happy. And he was the one who could made me feel that way.
"Okay."
He smiled.
"Really?"
"Yes. But you have to break up with Lauren."
"Of course. So.. are we together?"
"Hm.. not yet."
He frowned.
"When you break up with her, we can talk."
"But can I kiss you now?"
"We're playing 7 minutes in Heaven. You have to kiss me."
He kissed me again, I put my hands on the inside of his jacket and pushed it off of his shoulders. We separated for air and I bit my lip.
"Q, we don't have to..-
"I want you." I was afraid, but I needed him.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded and he turned us, leaving me underneath him. I wrapped my legs around his waist; I could feel his erection against me.
His hands covered my panties and pulled down in one move. Meanwhile, I took off my dress. I removed his shirt and he opened the buttons of his jeans.
"I love you, Quinn." He murmured against my neck, his fingers were teasing me, stroking me lightly.
"I love you too."
His lips were further down, biting and licking my breasts. Then, he got up and tossed his jeans and briefs on the floor.
He came back and I took him in my hand and stroked him. I heard his moan and smiled.
"Oh. Oh."
I frowned.
"What?"
"I didn't bring any condoms."
"I'm on the pill."
"Really?"
"Yea. Go on."
He pushed into me and in the same time, circled my clit with his finger. We found our rhythm very quickly.
Our moans were getting louder, but I didn't care. Being with him was so fucking good.
Moments later, I was clenching around him and moaning his name. Then he came really hard.
Seconds later, it was my turn to have a orgasm. And it was the best I ever had. Okay, I had sex twice, but the second time was better.
We heard a knock on the door.
"Time is over." It was Santana.
We got up and dressed up. We were all sweaty and I looked like a mess.
"You're gorgeous." He said, reading my mind.
"Thanks."
He kissed me again and took my hand.
"No." I shook my head. "You're Lauren's boyfriend. Don't break her heart like this, breaking up with her will do that, she doesn't need to see us."
"I think she heard us."
"It doesn't matter."
He rolled his eyes and opened the door. When we got back to the living room, Lauren said:
"Did you used protection, Lucy? Or you wanna be preggo again?"
"Lauren, we'll talk later." Puck told her.
"There's nothing to be said. We're over, asshole."
He didn't protest and sat by my side.
"Okay, who's next?" I asked.