Glee X Maleoc

Part 46 3x17

Chris's Pov.

"Yeah, I know I'm late. Who cares anymore." I mumble as I walk into the choir room and sit between Puck and Sam.

After well barging in at Quinn's , I stayed home and worked on my music. I don't know. A part of me is happy when I graduate and move.

Like I love Santana as my friend, but there's  a part of me that wants more. I love Quinn because, well, she's my Quinnie, but so much has happened . When we were younger, I always pictured my future with her, but we were just kids back then. My whole head and heart just feel like a battle zone.

"Chris?" Mr Shue asks me, and it snaps me out of my thoughts. Looking around me, I see the room is well empty, great now I'm starting to zone out.

"Sorry." I say as I get off the chair. "You know I may not say it a lot, but I'm proud of you. You're 18 living alone while still being in high school, and you have a 3.73 GPA. You're going to New York with a record deal. " Mr Shue says as he pats my shoulder.

"Thanks, but it doesn't feel like everything is going well." I mumble as I run my hand through my hair.  

"I know you're scared to be second choice, but you're not just don't forget to put yourself first." Mr Shue says, and I give him a small fake smile.

"I know you're going through some things  with Santana and Quinn, but within a couple of weeks, you're all saying goodbye, so do it without regrets." Mr Shue says and he does have a point in a couple of weeks we are all going our own ways sure we'll stay in touch I hope but it won't be the same as right now.

"Hate to say it, but you may have a point." I say, and he releases a small chuckle .

"Go to class, Chris." Mr Shue says, and I put my hands up before walking out of the choir room.

The next day

Sitting in the auditorium well, Santana and Brittany are performing. I wanna dance with somebody, and they are killing it, in my opinion. As they finish well, the others all start cheering and well i clap along they really did a great job.

"Obviously, I like dancing with Santana best, but you guys are all still cool dancers. And Quinn, you're still dancing in my dreams. And you can fly and breathe fire." Britt says and Well, it's not the best thing to say to someone who can't feel their legs right now.

As we all get ready to go to class, I walk over to Quinn. "Hey," I soflty say as I start pushing her out of the auditorium.

"Hey." Quinn replies, and well, she doesn't sound happy, and I get that. "How are you with like the physical therapy?" I ask her as I ride her towards her locker.

"I keep going, and nothing seems to be happening, so it's pretty depressing." Quinn says, and I give her a shrug. "Nice now we can be two depressed shots together." I say with a smirk as she takes her book out.

"I'm gonna be walking again, Chris." Quinn says as she closes her locker, and I put my hands up in defense. "I never said you wouldn't, but healing takes time." I say with a shrug.

"And I have the perfect exercise for you." I continue, and she raises her brow at me. "Oke, you need strong arms like these." I say as I flex my arms, and she just shakes her head at me.

"So, wheel me to class." I say as I carefully sit down on her lap. "You're so heavy." Quinn groans as well. we are barely going forward.

"Pfft, you didn't mind me being on top of you." I mumble, and she jabs my rips, pulling a groan from my lungs. "Sad that Quinn went away." I continue as we slowly roll towards class.