A/N: okay so somebody said they wanted a part two of this, so here ya go...
Puck POV
She was cute.
So I kissed her again.
"Why are you so tiny?" I teased and she lightly shoved my shoulder—or at least tried to.
"Quite the reach, isn't it?" I joked again. This time she seemed to be upset. "Iv'e been four foot eleven since fourth grade, have sympathy for my pain!" she complained.
I couldn't really relate, because I personally am six foot two. That's a whole fifteen inch gap.
"Are you sure you're okay, love?" I asked again. She nodded, looking down at the ground. I frowned. "Please don't lie to me," I whispered.
"I—I don't really know how to explain it," she started. "I just kinda feel sad all the time, and it's annoying," she explained to me. I nodded, but yet another thing I couldn't relate to.
"Anything else?" I asked. "I just want a friend," she mumbled. "Someone who I can trust all the time." I smiled. "I'm your friend, 'Brina," I said to her. She smiled back at me. A sad smile, but it was still a smile.
A/N: okay so this was different (ahaha puns) because i usually make puck really sad and this time it was switched. so yeah. that's cool. sorry it was really short i've been so inactive lately i just wanna update for y'all.
also i cried for ten minutes over a song called don't cry by lil wayne and x
bitch somebody help me
-billie🙄
