[text] Iâm only saying it because I care about you. // [text] You donât need this shit. // [text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you? // [text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking? // [drunk text] Iâm eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, whatâs your night like // [drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE + bcg!quick (love me pls)
oh my god, child.
TEXT FROM: PUCK (devil emoji)
[text] Iâm only saying it because I care about you.
[text] Really now? Â Since when do you care about someone else when it doesnât benefit you? Â [text] I donât need you, of all people, to care about me; thereâs always a catch with you.
[text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you?
[text] I have no idea /what/ youâre on about, Puck, but whatever it is, Iâm not sure I care. Â You sound like some kind of jealous boyfriend because Iâm spending time with Finn, who is my /friend/, and itâs making me question everything about you.
[text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking?
[text] One time thing, that was a one and /only/ time thing, and I hate that word! Â God, maybe if you were actually a decent guy, a girl would want to be around you for more than those two minutes in bed.
[drunk text] Iâm eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, whatâs your night like
[text] Itâs 3:30 AM, and you must have a death wish.
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Puck, be serious- you only are saying that because television and movies say itâs the ârightâ thing to do, and maybe for some people, it is.  But weâre in high school, and⌠I donât think I have the same kind of feelings for you like you do for me.  Iâm sorry.
âI just did some calculations, and Iâve been able to determine that youâre full of shit.â
Her hazel eyes rolled as a laugh escaped her magenta colored lips, flicking the cigarette between her fingers. Â Really, if there ever was someone who could get under every layer of her skin so easily -besides for some reason Rachel- it was Puck. Â He had put up with a lot from her, especially lately, but Quinn refused to admit it aloud; after Rachel had tried to get through to her, now it seemed Puck was giving it a go. Â
But, of course, it had to be in his own way. Â At least Rachel managed to scratch the surface of what was going on in her bubblegum \-pink head.
âThat about the only math youâre able to do?â Â Quinn asked, bringing the cigarette to her lips and taking another drag, only to release the grey smoke, smirking. Â It wasnât meant to be in her usual bantering way, it was meant to be even the smallest of digs. Â âLord fucking knows youâve skipped every math class since freshman year, so the fact you can do that really does shock me.â
[text] God, why do I still have your fucking number in my phone?
[Quinn] Better yet, why did you even answer? If you seriously had some kind of resentment towards me that much, you wouldnât have even texted back. [Quinn] I know I messed up about Beth and how I went about it, but that doesnât mean you get to sneak around with Rachelâs /mother/, Puck. Itâs like you want to get her fired or something. [a second later, another idea coming][Quinn] Actually, do whatever you want.
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"Hi. I had the strangest dream. I dreamt we actually got married yesterday."
Quinn stood in the bathroom doorway in just her shorts and one of his shirts as she looked in at her new husband while he woke. âWell, thatâs pretty funny, actually,â she murmured as she slowly made her way across the warm carpet of their hotel room. âI had the exact same dream,â she whispered seductively as she climbed back into the large spacious bed with him. âYouâre honestly just lucky that I love you too much and that Quinn Puckerman has a nice ring to it,â she continued as she easily snuggled back into Puckâs arms.
"Donât say another word. Just sit down, shut up, and listen."
"But-" Â Quinn tried, then sitting in the closest empty chair in the choir room, rolling her eyes. Â Coming back to Lima while at Yale hadn't ever been Quinn's plan, but then again, neither was actually being with Puck. Â They were both older now, more mature, even for nineteen. Â Untucking short platinum hair from behind an ear, she raised an expectant brow. Â "Well? Â You asked me to meet you here, of all places, and I've got to admit... Kind of getting flashbacks." Â The last time Puck had sat her down in the choir room for something he had to say, was when they were sixteen and he sang "Beth".
Really, for all their ups and downs, Noah Puckerman almost always did save the good sides of his personality just for her.
"This had better be good, Puckerman," Quinn added a little teasingly.
[Quinn] Wow, someone really is living up to this whole "college freshman" thing, aren't they? Â Last week it was tequila, so at least you're not drowning in that again; consider this a 'step up' in your maturing. Â
