The princess and the player

17

Quinn woke up shivering. She was in bed. Alone. Puck left.It was still dark outside. She rolled over to check her alarm clock and saw that it was 6am.

She blinked herself awake and sat up. She knew that last night was a mistake. They broke boundaries.

Quinn quickly got dressed and left her house. She got into her car and raced to Santana's house. She found the key under the mat and opened the door. She ran to the Latinas bedroom and banged on the door.

'Who's dying?' Santana asked in a sleepy panic. Her eyes snap open when she sees Quinn at the door. 'Fabray? How did you get into my house?'

'So you can break into my house but I can't break into yours?' Quinn shrugs pushing past the Latina and sitting on her bed.

'Fine. Since I'm already awake, what did you want?' Santana asked sitting on the bed opposite Quinn.

'Puck and I made up.'

'Okay.' She nodded slowly.

'He came over last night and we talked and then we-'

'Okay, slow down. I don't need to hear about you and Puckerman having makeup sex.'

'No, we didn't have sex. If we did have sex I wouldn't be freaking out.' Quinn said.

'What happened?'

'We talked and then, I asked him to hold me.'

'Quinn!' Santana exclaimed. 'You cuddled? What part of no strings don't you understand? You don't cuddle with someone you're just having sex with.'

'I know.' The blonde sighed throwing herself back on to the bed and putting her hands over her face.

'That is the number one rule of no strings attached and friends with benefits.'

'I know.' Quinn sighed. 'God, I am such an idiot.'

Santana laid next to her. 'Q, I'm going to say something, and I don't want you to freak out.'

'Okay.' She says.

'I think you might be falling in love with Puck.'

Quinn bit down on her lip. Hard. 'I think I already have.'