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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 4, 2010 19:35:28 GMT -5
Puck scooted upright and swallowed. He wasn't good at handling crying chicks. Especially someone as tough as Santana. "erm, you wanna tell me what's wrong?" he asked, wondering whether he should put his arms around her to offer comfort.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 4, 2010 21:13:53 GMT -5
Santana became comfortable in Puck's open arms. She wanted to tell him the truth. But she couldn't. Santana couldn't admit to anyone that she was in love with Brittany, she just couldn't. Not even to Brittany herself. So she lied.
"I don't want to be just another f***ing lay! Either you actually take me on actual date or it's over. I want to be loved."
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 5, 2010 5:49:47 GMT -5
Puck sighed, and leant back against the headboard of the bed. He knew very well that he loved Quinn, but maybe it was time for a change? She didn't seem to be able to forgive him. He was taken aback by sabtana's outburst, most of the time she just wanted to hook up. He ran a hair through his Mohawk. "uh, okay, where'd you want go?" he asked her, unsure at how she'd respond.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 5, 2010 15:29:47 GMT -5
Santana hesitated to answer. She didn't expect him to agree.
"I don't know! You're the guy! You tell me!"
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 6, 2010 1:46:14 GMT -5
Puck sighed, "come here," he told her, opening his arms. He thought she needed some comfort. Some manly comfort from him.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 6, 2010 11:10:21 GMT -5
Santana softened at Puck's thoughtful comfort. "I'm sorry, I've been kinda bitchier today. There's just a lot on my mind. Do you want to go to Breadstix tomorrow?"
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 6, 2010 18:01:57 GMT -5
"sure," he shrugged, stroking her back soothingly. "shit always happens, it really depends on how you deal with the shit," he told her.
He had wanted to confront her about this but he wasn't sure how she'd react.
Puck cleared his throat. "you and Brittany... You're together right?"
He sighed, he hated these parts. Yeah, he hooked up with hot gals just cause they were hot. But somehow, the homo thing always freaked him out... Until he learnt to accept Kurt for what he really was--gay. He decided he would try to understand Santana as well. It was so obvious. The way Brittany and her revolved around each other.. He shouldve guessed earlier.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 6, 2010 23:09:18 GMT -5
"What?!" Santana screeched, unconvincingly. "Hell no! Brittany and I are friends. Only friends."
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 7, 2010 7:02:03 GMT -5
Puck let his hands around her drop to his side. "you know what I hate more than making out with a brace face? People lying to me... After we've made out." he folded his arms, and looked into her eyes. He already knew it. Whatever she did to deny it wont help. He just wanted to hear from the horse's mouth.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 7, 2010 12:21:35 GMT -5
"Fine. I'm bi. What will it take for you to keep quiet. A threesome? A sex slave? What?"
Santana knew he wanted something.
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 7, 2010 18:06:28 GMT -5
Puck scrunched up his face in disgust. "you take me for a man-whore? Seriously man." he got up from his bed, and punched the wall. Sure, he would've enjoyed it last time... But seriously, Noah Puckerman wasn't a slut. He used to be. But not anymore.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 8, 2010 0:32:20 GMT -5
Santana raised her eyebrow.
"Um the last time I checked, you knocked up your best friend's girlfriend, slept with cougars, and made out with Rachel Berry. Unless you suddenly changed, I'm pretty sure that counts as a man-whore."
Santana thought about her accusation and immediately regretted it. She'd crossed the line when she reminded him of knocking up Quinn.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. But you're still a slut. Just like me and Britt. Admit it."
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 8, 2010 10:08:31 GMT -5
"screw you," he growled vehemently. His fists began to clench at his sides. His jaw locked. "Brittany and you can be sluts and sleep with each other for all I care, and contract aids. Leave Quinn out of this." he didn't know why he was so protective over her, one more word and he swore he'd chase her out of his room.
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Post by Santana Lopez on Jul 8, 2010 12:18:42 GMT -5
"Hey, I said I'm sorry. I crossed the line with Quinn. Just forget it."
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 9, 2010 10:24:55 GMT -5
Puck exhaled sharply. "Yeah. I just--lost control back there too," he shook his head, confused at himself. "I'm really sorry about you and Brittany. No offence, it sucks to be you or her now."
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