Puck quickly released Finn from his grasp and leaned against the counter like he would normally do. Finn stared out the window and thought about the quick mood change that recaptured them as Quinn entered. He wished that he was still on that natural high of the first kiss, but instead he only felt fear.
"Well, it looks like you two just saw a ghost!" remarked Quinn.
"Awe nah, we were just having dude time." Puck said with that reassuring grin.
"Sounds super fun..." she answered sarcastically.
Finn broke into their little bout just to make quick escape.
"Well I really need to run home and talk to my mom about furthering my education after high school." Finn interjected as he hurried and scrambled out the door.
Why did he always make the stupidest comments when he was nervous. "Furthering" his education? That just sounded like an excuse to leave. Well, all he knew was that it got him out of there and he was now headed home.
The whole way there, he could only focus on that kiss. He could still feel Puck's arms around him, Puck's chest against his, he could even still taste him. It was a taste of chocolate, but did the flavor really matter. Finn couldn't help but to find himself head over heels for his best friend, but he knew that with Quinn there, Puck would never be with him.
Finn waited a couple hours before he called over to Puck's house. If there was one thing that he needed to do, it was talk to him about what happened earlier on. As he dialed the number, he felt his hands start to sweat in anticipation.
First ring... No answer...
Second ring... No answer...
Third ring... No answer...
"Could he be ignoring me?" Finn though aloud.
Fourth ring... No answer...
Fifth ring... "Hello!"
Finn felt his heart race with excitement as he heard an answer. The only problem is that it wasn't Puck, it was his mom.
"Oh, hello Mrs. Puckerman, this is Finn." he stated.
"Hey there kiddo, are you calling for Puck?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am, is he there?" Finn asked worriedly.
"No, he told me he was on the way to your house." she answered.
Finn froze in horror. What was going to happen when he got there? Was he going to beat the shit out of Finn for making him do this? His mind was moving, but his body was as stiff as a board. He decided that he would just try to cope... Until he heard the doorbell ring.
"That must be him getting to your house!" she exclaimed.
"Alright, thanks ma'am. Bye." he said.
"Bye." she closed happily.
Finn looked at himself in the mirror as he gathered his thought. He looked pitiful, his skin was pale and he was ice cold. Whatever was about to happen, was going to happen for a reason. He felt overwhelmed as he walked down the stairs taking one step at a time. The door continued to grow ever closer to him as in a cruel game of cat and mouse. He reached down, grabbed the door handle, and twisted it open.
"Bout damn time!" Puck greeted him in his natural assy tone.
"Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind..." he returned to the pressing figure.
Puck walked in and sat on the couch while continuing the conversation.
"You! You just come to my house and drop this bomb on me, then you leave just as quickly as you came!" he exclaimed in a high tone.
"What was I suppose to do? Stand there with you and her and act like everything was fine!" Finn quickly argued back.
Puck didn't stay seated for long. He got up and walked over to Finn, who was still standing at the door.
"I guess I see where your coming from." puck answered to Finn's sharp remark.
"I mean, we have been best friends forever, and now all of a sudden I have these feelings for you that I can't explain... I don't even know how to begin dealing with them!" Finn said in a sorrow-filled tone.
Puck took in a deep breath and then tried to explain himself.
"I like you too, it is just that I am straight. But when I'm with you, I am just generally happy and feel like I can trust you with everything... Even my heart..." Puck said shyly.
Finn melted at the words that came from Puck's mouth. He grabbed Puck and kissed him without any warning. Puck kissed him back, but this time, he was more passionate. He pulled back for a moment to view Finn's face. Finn was smiling with a look that said "never leave me."
"I know this isn't who I am, but I don't want to quit being with you." Puck whispered into Finn's ear.
Puck kissed him again, pulling him even closer than last time. Finn felt like their bodies where one, intertwined in a beautiful calamity.
"If this is going to continue, you cannot tell anyone. It has to be in complete secrecy." Puck said in a demanding tone.
"I promise not to tell anyone!" Finn replied with a hungry smile.
Finn knew that of everyone who could find out, Quinn was the main one who couldn't. He knew that it would take all he had in him to not ruin her and Puck, but he was prepared to do whatever to be with him. Even if it meant lying to everyone, even his most trusted friends from the glee club couldn't know.
"Well, I should really be getting home..." Puck said as he looked into Finn's eyes.
"Okay, well, please be safe." Finn stuttered.
Puck placed one more gentle kiss on Finn's lips before slipping out the door. Finn knew that he would sleep great tonight as all he could think of was Puck's soft lips. He ran straight up stairs and hopped in his bed, he couldn't stop smiling even though his eyes were closed.
He patiently awaited his slumber and anticipated the great day that tomorrow would bring.