'Quinn, you look great.' Finn said softly to the blonde when he appeared at her door step.
'Screw great. She looks hot.' Santana teased. 'Let's go bitches.'
The group made their way to the school, where the gym was decked out in balloons and streamers. Puck, Artie and Sam were all performing on stage and the blonde couldn't help but smile. The pair made eye contact and the boy shot her a wink, making the blondes stomach erupt in butterflies.
'Do you know what's fucked up?' Santana said to the blonde. 'You're staring at him and Finn is staring at Rachel. You're meant to be looking at each other.'
The blonde bit down on the lip. The Latina was right. The only reason she was here with Finn was because she wasn't ready to admit to herself how she feels about Puck. She knows it's screwed but she's too scared.
Finn is performing a duet with Rachel on the stage and people are slow dancing. The blonde was leaning against the wall watching.
'You look gorgeous.' A voice said snapping her out of her thoughts.
A smile shyly appears on her face when she sees Puck. 'You don't have to say that.' She shook her head, avoiding looking him in the eye.
'I mean it.' He says standing next to her. Quinn looks up at the boy and smiles. She quickly looks away and bites down on her lip. Hard.
'This should make me jealous. Watching Finn sing with her, but it doesn't.' She says.
'Why do you think that is?' He asks. She knows why. Because she's not inlove with Finn, she has no romantic feelings towards the boy. But if she saw Puck and Rachel singing together, she would want to cry.
'I don't know.' She lies, not ready to tell him.
'Finn's a good guy. He always has been, he always will be. He's the type of guy that you should be with.' Puck says. There's a hint of sadness in his voice.
'You're a good guy too. Probably the best guy I know.' She tells him.
'You're probably the first person to say that.' He says with a laugh.
'That's because I know you better than everyone else, remember.' She smiles.
He smiles. He opens his mouth to speak but the sound of principle Figgins voice filled the hall.
'Can all of the prom king and queen candidates make their way to the stage?'
'Go.' He tells her. 'Get that crown.'
She smiles and makes her way to the stage.
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The princess and the player
FanfictionIt's simple. She's the princess, the perfect girl. He's the player, the juvenile delinquent. She shouldn't want him, he could have anyone he wants. But they are both addicted to the chase. Obviously I don't own glee. If I did it would 99% quick and...
