A/N: Welcome to Chapter 2! Thank you so much to everyone who has already added this story to their favourites or alerts. And a special thank you to becksgirl for my first review! I'm really glad people seem to be enjoying my story.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Glee or any of the characters from Glee.
It was the week after Sectionals and Puck was sitting in Math class with Jeff. In his old school Puck would just skip maths, but Jeff insisted that Dalton wouldn't take skipping class lightly and made Puck promise to go to every class. At first, Puck just rolled his eyes at Jeff, but after a while he found out that his classes weren't that bad and decided to appreciate how good a friend Jeff was being. Puck also found out that he was a lot better at maths than he thought, so he had already finished him work for the lesson.
He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to Jeff, who was just as good at maths as he was. "So," he whispered. "You haven't updated me on this whole Quinn thing for a while. What's new?" Puck was always expecting Jeff to ask about something personal. He always wanted to help. Well, that was what he said. Puck told him it was probably just because he was nosey.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Not much to update on. I haven't talked to Quinn since the party the other night." Jeff gave Puck a confused look.
"But didn't you say you both promised to keep in touch? I thought you were totally into this girl. What happened?"
"Nothing happened. I just don't know if she'll want to talk to me again now that her boyfriend is probably going to be with her all the time. Maybe I was just a distraction." He turned back to the front of the room again and started drawing random pictures on a piece of paper.
Jeff sat silent for a moment before a smile took over his face. He leaned towards Puck. "You're totally nervous again, aren't you?"
"Shut up," Puck defended quickly.
"The other night you weren't going to talk to her because you were nervous then too. But you did talk to her and you even got her number and promised to keep talking to her. Now you're nervous again. And don't even try to tell me it's because of her boyfriend, because that's never been a problem for you in the past."
"Ok, I will admit I might be a little nervous to talk to her again. But you saw her, right? Who can blame me?" Jeff chuckled before reaching for Puck's backpack next to his desk and grabbing his phone. "Hey! What are you doing?"
"Relax! I'm not doing anything." Puck watched as Jeff did something with his phone and handed it to him. "Ok, I lied. I just texted Quinn."
"What! Come here, you little-" The school bell interrupted him and Jeff quickly collected his things and ran towards the door. "Saved by the bell. You're lucky!" Puck shouted after him. He threw his things in his backpack and left the class room.
Jeff must have already found Nick because he was cautiously standing behind him to keep safe from Puck. "Hey. I hear you're texting your girlfriend or something?" Nick greeted.
"She's not my girlfriend." He moved sideways to glare at Jeff. "And what did you say to her? Nothing to scare her off, I hope." Jeff was about to say something when Puck's phone vibrated, alerting him of a new text message.
All three boys looked at the phone in Puck's hand. "I guess we'll find out," he said, glaring at Jeff once more before opening the new message.
From: Quinn
Haha, almost! I'm in glee club listening to Rachel complain about how we almost lost Sectionals. Save me!
Puck looked back up to Jeff, confusion all over his face. Jeff laughed. "I told you to relax! Did you really expect me to confess to her that you were in love with her or something?"
Puck laughed a little as well. "Ok, that's true. I'm still confused though. What did you say to her?"
"Well, I was just going to simply ask how school was going, but I had to ask her the way you would ask. So I said 'Hey, how's school? You holding a torch to the place yet?'"
Puck chuckled. "Ok, that's not as bad as what I thought," he said, giving Jeff a high five. He got his phone out again, now that he understood her part of the conversation.
To: Quinn
I totally would come save you if it weren't for Dalton being really strict about skipping. But I can at least distract you with my texts! Is Rachel always like that?
"My plan worked. I'm an awesome matchmaker!" Jeff exclaimed.
"In that case, you should totally set me up with Rachel," Nick added.
"Dude, I'm texting her. It's not like we just started dating." Jeff shrugged.
"It's still an accomplishment." Puck chuckled as he received another text.
From: Quinn
Yes, please distract me from this torture! She does this sort of thing a lot, but it's a little more drastic today. Apparently she and Finn broke up or something.
Puck hit Nick's arm to get his attention. "Looks like you might actually need the help of the amazing matchmaker over here." With Nick's confused look in reply, he continued. "She broke up with her boyfriend."
With this, Nick cheered and started doing his 'happy dance,' which was well known by the other Warblers. He suddenly stopped and turned to Jeff. "Dude, you need to help me!" He began as he pulled Jeff by his arm and started dragging him away. Puck smiled and shook his head.
To: Quinn
Well, that news definitely made Nick happy. He even did his happy dance!
From: Quinn
Is Nick your friend? How does he know Rachel?
To: Quinn
Yeah. He's a Warbler. He was at the party the other night. He was the very drunk one on the couch. He doesn't know Rachel, he just saw her and fell in love with her!
From: Quinn
Haha, that's hilarious! I didn't see him. I was too distracted by my own drunk boyfriend to notice another drunk guy on a couch!
To: Quinn
Yeah, you're boyfriend went kinda crazy, huh?
From: Quinn
Not only that, but he completely ditched me as well. I'm sure he knows I'm mad at him though. I haven't talked to him since the party.
To: Quinn
Well if he's stupid enough to ditch you he deserves to be ignored. And it might be bad to say, but I'm kinda glad he did, cos I got to talk to you
From: Quinn
Wow, Puck! What a way to make me feel special! Thank you. Glee's finally finishing up so I have to go. I might call you later.
To: Quinn
Well, I try ;) haha. Awesome! Talk to you later, Quinn
Puck grinned to himself. He hoped that by Quinn saying that she might call him, she meant that she definitely would. He celebrated quietly, unlike Nick, and went off to find Jeff and Nick.
"Puck, I doubt she's gonna call you the second school finishes. Calm down, will you?" Puck was pacing around Jeff and Nick's dorm room. Nick was sitting on the floor laughing while Jeff was trying to get Puck to at least sit down.
"Yeah, I know. I don't even know why I'm freaking out. I never freak out." Jeff finally grabbed Puck and pushed him to sit down on a chair.
"Maybe this girl just means a lot more to you than the others." Jeff shrugged his shoulders and passed Puck an Xbox controller. "Here. Just play a video game until she calls to calm you down a little."
Nick suddenly looked up. "Wait, Quinn is in New Directions, right? So do you think she can give me Rachel's number or something?"
"I dunno. She isn't exactly friends with Rachel, bro. You want her, you've gotta work for it," Puck replied as he started playing Xbox.
Nick frowned. "No fair! It's pretty much because of Jeff that you got to talk to Quinn. At least just help me out a little," he begged.
Puck rolled his eyes. "Well I don't think Quinn will be able to help. Why don't you go ask Kurt?" Nick jumped to his feet excitedly.
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that before?" He quickly ran over to the door and opened it, looking back at Puck and Jeff. "I'll see you guys later." They both rolled their eyes when he left the door wide open. Typical Nick. Jeff stood up to go and close it when Puck's phone started ringing. Puck looked up at Jeff, and before he could say anything Jeff was already making a move out the door.
"Hey, wait up, Nick!" he yelled. He turned back to Puck. "I'll talk to you later, bro." And Puck was left alone in Nick and Jeff's dorm room with a ringing phone. He took a deep breath and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey!" Quinn replied cheerfully. "And before we continue, I'm sorry I haven't really talked to you since the party. I won't get into the fine details, but my mum has been lonely lately and she's wanted me to spend all of my time with her."
"Nah, don't sweat it. I mean, I could have called you as well. I guess I just haven't found the time."
"Well that doesn't matter, we're talking right now so either way everything still worked out. So, how's life at Dalton treating you?" Puck chuckled. "What?" Quinn asked in an amused tone.
"I pretty much asked Kurt the exact same thing on the night of the party. Must just be a good conversation starter, huh?" Quinn laughed.
"Maybe we both just suck at starting conversations. I mean, the other night you thought telling me your name in an awkward way would be a good conversation starter, too!"
"God, don't bring that up. That was probably the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me! But to be fair, it did work in the end."
"Don't be embarrassed, it wasn't that bad. And if you ask me, I thought it was adorable!"
"What? Noah Puckerman was adorable? I didn't think I would see the day when someone called me adorable!" It was natural for Puck to use humour to cover up what he's feeling. Right now he was pretty sure his heart had given up on him and stopped beating. He didn't understand why Quinn had this sort of effect on him. He'd never experienced anything like this before.
Quinn giggled. "Don't be too hard on yourself. You have the potential to be adorable!" Puck was about to say something when he heard someone in the background saying something to Quinn, although he couldn't actually understand what they were saying. He heard some sort of struggle on the other end of the line.
"Hello? Who is this?" Puck jumped at the sudden booming voice. He assumed it was Santana, as he has seen firsthand how loud her voice can be.
"Uh, it's Puck." There was silence on the end of the line for a moment.
"What the fuck kind of name is Puck?" He couldn't help but laugh, and once again he heard a struggle between the two girls and Quinn trying to talk Santana into giving her phone back. "So, Puck, let's say you tell me what brings you here, on a phone call to Quinn. Unless it was just so I could think of a million hilarious jokes about your name."
"First of all, Puck's not my first name; my first name is Noah, so lay off. Secondly, I'm obviously on the phone to Quinn to talk to Quinn, not to be interrogated by you, so once again, lay off." He heard Santana laugh dryly.
"Ok, it sounds like you have bigger balls than I thought you would. Oh, and for the record, Noah isn't any better than Puck. In fact, I'm convinced you just randomly dialled Quinn's number to ask her if she will help you build your ark." Once again, as if on cue, he heard another struggle. This time, however, Quinn must have actually won her phone back.
"Hi, it's me again. Sorry about Santana. She can be a little… obnoxious sometimes."
Puck chuckled slightly. "Nah, it's cool. I can take whatever she's got. She's actually pretty funny." Quinn laughed.
"So, listen. Santana has been pushing me to tell Sam he needs to pay for a new table to replace the one he broke the other night. If I let her talk to him she will be a lot harsher than she needs to, so I better spare him from that. Although, he's still going to know I'm angry at him."
"Oh. Sure. I should get going anyway. I have to…" He had to think of something to say quickly. "go shopping with Kurt and the other guys." Puck scrunched up his face in confusion. Did he actually just say that?
Quinn giggled. "Ok, have fun doing that. Santana is about to go hunt down Sam, I should go. But this time I actually will stay in touch! Talk to you later, Puckerman?"
"Oh, are we on a last name basis now? Sure thing, Fabray! Actually, can I call you Q? It can be like my nickname for you. Unless someone else already calls you Q. It can still be your nickname though. I can-"
He was interrupted by Quinn's laughter. "You're babbling! No one calls me Q, so I guess it can be your nickname for me." He heard a loud crashing sound. "Ok, Santana's getting impatient. I need to go now. I'll talk to you soon!"
He would have added on a goodbye, but Santana was yelling by now and he was laughing so hard he couldn't speak when Quinn finally hung up. He put his phone down, smiling. That had gone well. He didn't embarrass himself as much as he could have and Quinn told him she would talk to him again soon.
He sat there for a few minutes before remembering that he was alone and headed to Kurt and Blaine's dorm room to find his friends.
The next day, after Puck's classes, he was laying on his bed finishing up on some homework. Once he finished, he made his way over to his desk and placed the pile of books down with a proud grin. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
From: Nick
Dude! I just saw the girl you're in love with!
To: Nick
What? Where?
From: Nick
She's walking through the corridors with Kurt. He's talking her to his dorm room.
To: Nick
Wait, she's at Dalton?
From: Nick
Yup! But she probably won't be here for too long with the time it takes to drive back, so you better go see her soon, bro.
To: Nick
I will. Thanks by the way, dude. I owe you one!
From: Nick
Really? Ask her about Rachel for me and we're even!
Puck rolled his eyes and put his phone back in his pocket. He didn't want to rush over there to see Quinn straight away, because he figured that she was probably talking to Kurt about something, so he sat on his bed and anxiously waited about ten minutes before getting up and running to Kurt's dorm room door.
He knocked and a few moments later Kurt opened the door. "Noah! What a pleasant surprise! What brings you here?"
Puck smiled at Kurt. "It's Puck, and I was just seeing what you're up to. Mind if I come in?" Kurt gave him a knowing look.
"Have you talked to Nick in the last half hour?" Puck pretended to act confused.
"Nick? Nope, only Jeff. So I can just go in, right?" Puck moved passed Kurt, who sighed and quietly cursed Nick.
Quinn was sitting on Kurt's bed with her back towards the door. "Quinn?" Puck said, trying to emphasise in his voice that he was 'surprised'. "Hi. So what brings you to Dalton?" He paused suddenly when Quinn turned around and he could see that she had been crying.
Kurt walked passed him. "Actually Noah, Quinn was just here to talk to me about something. Maybe you could leave for a while and come back later, if you're still interested in 'what I'm up to'." Puck gave Quinn a concerned look, completely ignoring what Kurt said.
"Are you alright, Quinn?" He asked, moving closer to her.
Quinn cleared her throat before answering. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just drama at McKinley," she replied. Puck heard the shakiness of her voice and sat down next to Quinn.
"Listen, I know we haven't known each other for long, but I want you to know that you can talk to me about stuff, you know, if you want." Quinn smiled at him.
"Thanks Puck. You really are sweet, you know?" Puck returned her smile. "Maybe it will help talking to you. You've been pretty helpful about this already since I've met you."
Puck nodded. "Sure. If you want we can go to my room so Kurt can have his back." Kurt was quick to interrupt.
"No way, Puckerman. God knows what you've done in there and I don't want you to have Quinn trapped in there." Puck gave Kurt a warning glance.
"My room's not that bad. And if we don't go in there to talk, then we are staying in here and you're leaving instead." Puck thought it was necessary to emphasise to Kurt that all they would be doing was talking.
Kurt sighed. "Fine, but you better take care of yourself in there, Quinn." Puck rolled his eyes and led Quinn to his room.
"Sorry about that. Kurt seems to think I have a problem." Quinn laughed.
"Don't worry about it. Kurt can get a little judgemental sometimes, don't take it too personally." Quinn walked over to Puck's desk and saw the pile of homework. "Huh, I didn't really picture you as a homework guy," she joked. Puck chuckled.
"Well, I never was until I came to Dalton. I guess I just have friends who look out for me and help me do what's best for me. This school probably saved my life."
"Wow, that's great, Puck. Maybe I'll get to meet your friends one day. Even the one who is obsessed with Rachel!"
"Oh, about him. He kind of asked me to see if you've got Rachel's number or anything. I wouldn't have asked you about it but I owed him. Don't ask why." Quinn smiled.
"Yeah, I think I do have it. I don't even remember when she managed to put it in there! I'll text you it." She took her phone out and sent him Rachel's number.
"Thanks. He'll be a happy man!" Puck sat on his bed and Quinn joined him. "So, what did you need to talk about?"
" you remember how yesterday I had to go ask Sam about Santana's table?" Puck nodded. "Well I talked to him about that and I went to leave and he started complaining about me ignoring him. I told him that I was only ignoring him because he was a jerk at the party and he just said I need to get over it. Then I turned around to walk away and he grabbed my arm pretty tight, so I told him he was hurting me and suddenly he just went crazy saying that it was a mistake to start dating me because I never put out. He said some other stuff too, but by that point I was to angry to listen to him."
"As you would have been. You know, from what Kurt told me about Sam, I figured he wasn't that bad a guy, but I guess I was wrong."
"Yeah, well I guess I was wrong too. After that I told him to go screw himself and I left."
"That was probably for the best. To get away from his crazy ass."
Quinn sighed. "I hope so."
"I think the best thing for you to do now is to just forget about him. I mean, look at you, you can probably date anyone you want. You don't need assholes like him hanging around." Quinn blushed slightly.
"Thanks Puck." She looked at the time on her phone. "I better get going if I want to get home before my parents start going crazy." Puck nodded and stood up with Quinn.
"Ok, well it was awesome to see you again Quinn."
"Yeah. Hey, what are you doing on Saturday? Maybe we can hang out or go see a movie or something? Or I can come here and meet your friends."
"Yeah, I'm sure Nick and Jeff will like that. Nick will probably be kissing your feet after I tell him you gave me Rachel's number." They both laughed as Puck walked Quinn to the door.
"Ok, I'll come here on Saturday then. I'll text you when I'm nearly here." Puck smiled at her.
"Sounds good. Seeya, Q!" Quinn walked into the hallway and turned around laughing slightly.
"Bye, Puckerman." she replied as she waved and walked away. Puck smiled and closed his door. He really needed to thank Nick later.