The princess and the player

22

The pair walked out of the store and headed to the exit of the mall. The blondes was looking at the ground but Santana's voice made her look up. 'Q, loverboy's here.'

The blonde stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Puck. He was with Finn and a few of the guys on the football team. Before she could stop herself she find herself walking towards him.

'Quinn!'

'Quinn hey!' Finn said with a grin.

The blonde ignored him. 'Puckerman. We need to talk.'

'Quinn-' He says but she cuts him off.

'What's this about?' Finn asked looking between the pair. The tension in the air was thick.

'Our science project. We're partners.' The blonde lied, not taking her eyes off of the Mohawked boy. 'Now! Puckerman.'

She leads him to an isolated area of the mall.

'What's that about?' Finn asked Santana.

'I have no idea.' She lied.

Puck decided to speak first once they were alone. 'Quinn if this is about-'

'Shut up!' She exclaimed, silencing him. 'Yes this is about last night. You just left!' She tried to not to yell but she was furious. 'We had sex Puck, and then you just left! You didn't even have the decency to leave a note.'

'Quinn-'

'I'm not finished.' She cut him off. 'You left me alone, like I was just another one night stand. You know Puck, I thought we were friends, I thought you were different.'

'I am.' He said. 'I am different.'

'No, you're not. You're just like every other guy. You got what you wanted from me and then you left. I was stupid and naive to think it would be different with you.'

'Q, you broke it off with me. You wanted to end it so we did. I left because I thought you'd regret what we did.' He exclaimed. 'And you don't have the right to be pissed at me Q. I'm not your boyfriend. You've made that crystal clear since we started this.'

She scoffed and folded her arms over her chest. 'Well congrats, you've been set free. Because we really are over.' She goes to turn around but Puck pulls her around.

'Quinn-'

'What?'

'I-I-' He begins but can't find the words to come out.

Her breathing hitches as she waits for him to speak. But he doesn't. 'That's what I thought. Goodbye Puck.'

The blonde walked away with her head held high.

'What the hell was that?' Santana asked joining the girl and she walked out of the mall.

'Just keep walking.'