The princess and the player

20

The football team ended up winning which meant another victory party at Mike Chang's house.

'Puck told me he misses me.' Quinn blurted out to Santana on the drive to Mikes house.

'Do you miss him?' She asked, already knowing the answer.

'More than I'd like to admit.' She said with a light laugh.

'Why are you doing this to yourself?' Santana asked. 'Just tell him.'

'I can't. He doesn't feel the same way.'

'Q, he said that he misses you.' Santana pointed out. 'If he wanted sex he could go to basically chick in the school.'

'Wow, thanks S.' Quinn said sarcastically. 'That really made me feel better.'

'That's not what I meant.' Santana laughed. 'My point is. He doesn't miss the sex. He misses you.'

The pair pulled up outside of Mikes house. 'Can we just get this over with?'

'Talk to him.'

—-

The party was in full swing but Quinn didn't want to be there. She hated these parties with a passion. So she does what she always did, sneak off outside and sit by the pool.

'Sup Blondie.' Puck said joining her by the poolside.

'Hey.'

'Look about earlier-'

'Don't.' She cuts him off. 'I miss you too.'

'You do?'

'Why do you sound so surprised?' She asked him.

He shrugged. 'I don't know. I am pretty great. Everyone misses me when I'm not around.'

She laughed. 'You're so full of yourself.'

'You love me.'

She rolled her eyes playfully. 'Whatever helps you sleep at night.' Quinn stood up. 'Come on Puckerman.'

'Where are we going?'

'I am over this party.' She confessed. 'You're walking me home.'

He smiles and stands up to join her. He takes the blonde hand and leads her through the busy house.

—-

The pair walked through the streets of Lima, still hand in hand. They reached the blonde and sit on the porch swing.

Even though it was mid May, nights in Lima cold get extremely cold and the blonde felt a shiver roll down her spine. Puck clearly notices this and takes off his lettermen jacket, draping it around her shoulders.

'You don't have to-'

'Shut up and wear the jacket.' Puck smiles.

The blonde playfully rolls her eyes and slips the jacket on. It's way to big for her. The only thing she can think about is how much it smells like him. It makes her heart skip a beat.

'You're acting like my boyfriend.' She tells him.

'Sorry.' He quickly apologises.

'Don't apologise.' She smiles. 'I kinda like it.'

The pair look at eachother and suddenly they're back to the night they met. They know that they shouldn't be doing this and they should definitely look away, but neither of them can bring themselves to do it.

'Oh who am I kidding?' Quinn said rhetorically before cupping the boys face and kissing him with every ounce of passion that is currently overflowing her body. The boy quickly responded to the kiss, deepening it with every second their lips are attached.