“I’m sorry, Quinn”
“What exactly are you sorry for?” She asked confusingly, but smiling.
“I’m sorry that I came too late to make you mine” She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Puck continued. “A “sorry” may not be good enough, but.. I want to be with you” She looked up at him, speechless. “And I.. I think I love you, Quinn”
“You think?” Her voice was low, but there was a little smile on her face.
“Yeah.. I’ve never been in love before, so I don’t really know what it feels like, but I think I might be in love with you, babe” She rolled her eyes, trying to hide the smile that was forming on her lips. Even though she hated being called “babe”, nothing could ruin this moment.
