Quinn's POV:
It's been a couple days since the last encounter I had with 'he who shall not be named because he stole my heart and then shattered it into millions of pieces'. God, I really hope he actually listened to me and I never have to see him again. Who am I kidding, he's him. He doesn't listen to anybody.
Austin hasn't suspected anything, luckily. All those years of pretending to be ok in high school really paid off.
I can finally get back to being with the guy that I have newly claimed to love. I have finally learned to love my new life.
I did not need him to swoop in and screw it all up. He screws everything up.
"Hey, beautiful."
God, I love waking up like this. My eyes are still closed when I feel Austin press his lips to mine. I will never get tired of those lips.
"Hey," I reply, a little dazed from last night's sleep.
"Just wanted to let you know that I'm about to head down to the gym. I'm gonna hop in the shower, and I definitely wouldn't mind if I had some company."
He looks at me with inviting eyes. I try to stare him down, but he is just too good.
"Fine," I say. "But you have to do something for me later."
I give him a wink as he pulls me out of bed and carries me to the shower.
He strips me out of my tank and underwear that I was sleeping in and lowers his head to my neck and starts nibbling. I gasp and he just smiles against my skin.
I pull away and make my way over to the shower rather seductively. I stick my ass out as I bend over to turn the water on. I can feel him eyeing every part of my body. The water is steaming. I take a step in, but quickly turn around, hands on the shower door.
"Well, are you coming?" I say before smiling at him, turning around, and closing the door behind me.
The water takes over my body. It feels so good. And not even a second later, I feel someone behind me. I let out a small breath.
"Austin, I love-" I'm not able to finish what I say because Austin put a finger over my lips.
"I know," he says as he turns me around and closes the distance between us.
"Alright babe, I'm gone. I'll see you later tonight." Austin says, picking up his duffel bag on the way out.
"Hey, before you go, do you wanna invite the new neighbors over for dinner? Just so we can get to know them, you know?"
"Whatever you want, Q. Anything and everything you want."
I laugh. "Why don't you stop by and introduce yourself before heading down to the gym." I run over to him and give him a quick kiss.
"Only if I get more of this." He pulls me in and kisses me deeper.
"Austin! Austin..." I squeak against his lips, half chuckling.
"Ok, ok. I'm gone, but I'll invite them over. See you tonight." He says, with a wink.
"Bye..." I say, as he steps out the door.
I walk over to the couch, and collapse with a smile on my face. He just makes me so damn happy.
But I was soon interrupted from my daydreaming when my phone rang. I look to see who's calling and I just let out a laugh.
"Hey, you couldn't stay away could you?"
"Oh no, you know I can't," Austin replied. "Just wanted to let you know that dinner with the new neighbor is on for tonight."
"So there is only one person?"
"Yep, have fun!" he says, probably laughing at the thought of me in a kitchen.
"Oh shut up, you know how much I love cooking..." I say, taunting him. "Don't worry, I have it under control."
"Trust me, I know you do. Alright gotta go, hitting the gym with the new neighbor dude. Talk to you later, babe. Love you."
"Love you, too." I reply, hanging up the phone.
Ugh, I hate making dinner. You know what this calls for? Take-out.
Puck's POV:
Austin. I like this dude.
Did I mention that he is actually a personal trainer at the gym? So yeah I said yes to dinner at his place, and in return I asked him to put in a good word for me at the gym so I might have an 'up' with the boss.
And it worked! Not too long after I said that I would see him around seven for dinner with him and his girlfriend and went to go apply for a job and then left (hopefully making a good impression) did I get a call from the owner of the place saying that there was an opening for a personal trainer. Hell yeah, I accepted. They must've read over my record and saw my military experience, and not to mention my absolutely impeccable physique.
Not to be conceited or anything, but I look good. I've been eating healthy since joining the military, and I've kept up a daily workout that has made me lose some weight and gain some muscle. Physically, this is the best I have felt in my entire life. Emotionally, not so much, but I'm working on that.
After hearing my great news, I went to my new home and took a celebratory power nap before getting ready for dinner.
Man, I really needed that because I haven't been able to sleep much with all this drama, and also just being freshly relieved of my duties in the military might have something to do with it.
I might be all talk and a real badass, but that's a real scary game I played. I'm just happy I made it out alive.
Oh well, it's over now. And now on to making new friends, and hopefully smoothing it over with old ones (Quinn included).
I keep saying I need to make everything right, and I do, but I think it's gonna take time. I'll wait out the storm for a few days, and then I'll dive in.
Crap, the dinner. Right.
I decide to go ahead and wash off the dirt from the day. I jump in the shower, and emerge feeling a little more refreshed. I wrap my towel around my waist and head back into my room to figure out what to wear. I guess it's not going to be too formal or too casual. So I decide on a light blue dress shirt and some khakis hooked up with some Sperry's. Fratty, I know. But what the hell, right?
I've been saying that a lot lately.
I do want to make a good impression because, like I said, with my screw up record, I could use some friends in this city.
I finish buttoning my shirt, grab my keys and head next door. I really am hoping tonight goes well.
I knock twice on their door, and less than ten seconds later, Austin opens and invites me in.
"Hey, man. Did you have trouble finding us?" he jokes.
"Nah, bro, I followed the signs. Thanks for those by the way. And also thank you for talking to the boss about me. I really appreciate it." I play along but really meaning what I say about him talking to the owner.
"Not a problem. Anyway, welcome to the digs. Glad you could make it, make yourself at home," he says as we hear a clattering sound coming from the kitchen. "Better go check on her, you know, the not-the-best-cook-in-the-world-but-I-love-her-anyway type. I'll be right back." He rushes toward the kitchen leaving me standing awkwardly in the middle of his apartment.
It's a really nice place. More spacious than mine. I look around the room, the dinner table is set right outside of the kitchen. A flatscreen tv is opposite from the kitchen, and on the same wall as the door with a leather couch facing it. There is an open doorway leading to the back of the apartment, I assume where the bedrooms are. Pictures are hanging all over the apartment, pictures of sunsets, scenery, etc. Not too many of people. But I like it. Yeah, it's pretty nice.
I take a seat on the couch watching a blank tv screen while waiting for Austin to return. I hear someone behind me, coming from the kitchen. I was about to stand when a feminine voice froze me to my seat.
"So you must be new neighbor guy, my boyfriend can't stop talking about. He is really happy that he finally has someone other than his girlfriend to workout with."
That voice. I will never be able to forget that voice. This is far from good. I'm in some serious shit.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, I'm Quinn Fabray."
Fuck.
She's Quinn Fabray.