To say that Santana was pissed was an understatement. First, Quinn kept telling her that she was going to be cheated on, then the rumors about Shelby started going around, and then Puck just up and disappeared on her. It made her wonder if everything was connected, and she really hoped she was just being paranoid about the whole thing. She closed her laptop after he told her he was coming over, and looked down at the pajamas she was wearing. Not worth changing when she was this mad. After hearing his knock, she walked downstairs, taking a deep breath before opening the door for him. “Come in,” she said curtly, closing the door behind him and looking him over. “Nice to see your face again. I forgot what you looked like.And save the cell phone story. There’s other phones, email, tumblr, snail mail. You could have gotten ahold of me. You didn’t try.”
Puck was surprised and actually a little grateful that Santana didn’t start yelling at him immediately. He appreciated her efforts. However, when she spoke it only made him feel more ashamed that he’d gone so long without even speaking to her. They were supposed to be dating, after all. He dropped his gaze and shoved his hands in his pockets. “I know, okay? I screwed up. I just, freaked out I guess. Hearing that Quinn was telling you shit and those rumours and shit, I didn’t know what else to do.” He sighed and leaned back against the wall. “Yeah I could have contacted you, but I thought you’d be mad. And I was kinda sad and stuff so I just left it. I’m sorry.”
(Source: puckhawk)
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