Lonely Hearts

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They're two lonely strangers. That's all they've ever been. Just two lonely hearts seeking some company. That's probably why they've always been so drawn to one another. And if they've learned anything in the last few years it's that Loneliness is a dangerous thing when the two lonely hearts find each other.

It's been a year since they gave away their little girl. Well, 587 days to be precise. Little things trigger the lost that they feel for their daughter and makes the emotions that they keep bottled up come bursting out.

Today it was the blanket that the doctors used to wrap her baby in the day she was born. Quinn was riffling through her closet to look for an outfit to wear the following day when she came across it. The next thing she knows she curled up in a ball on the floor, clutching the piece of fabric to her heart and sobbing violently. Before she can think through her actions, she picks up her phone and dials the number that she knows all too well. She gasps for air as the tears roll down her cheeks and soak the blanket in her hands. As soon as she hears his voice she feel like she can breathe again.

'P-Puck.' She chokes out. 'I need you.' Before she hears his reply she declines the call and hopes that he comes.

Not even ten minuets later he's knocks on her bedroom door. She tells him to come in and he is met with the blonde sitting on her bed sobbing, still holding the blanket.

'Q! Are you okay? Are you hurt?' He asks in a panic as he rushes to her side. She doesn't say anything so she show him the blanket. He knows exactly what it is because he has the other half. He cries every time he sees it too. He puts his arms around her and lets her cry in his arms while rubbing comforting circles on her back. They don't know how long they stay like that.

'W-Will it ever stop h-hurting? She whimpers trying to catch her breath.

He sighs. 'Probably not. ' He says truthfully. Noah Puckerman is a lot of things, but he isn't a liar. 'We just have to learn how to live with it.'

She sighs sadly as she sits up and wipes the tears away from he eyes. They sting from the amount of crying. She looks at him and sees the worried look on his face. 'I-I shouldn't have called you. I'm sorry.'

'I'm glad you did.' He smiles. 'I miss you.'

She offers him a watery smile. 'I miss you too.'

It isn't long before their lips are on one another's, desperately trying to be closer to one anther and feeling the familiar sense of safety when they're in each others arms. Things escalate and Quinn reaches to pull of the boys shirt.

'Quinn wait.' He says pulling away. 'Are you sure you want to do this-'

'Shut up and kiss me.' She says breathless from the kisses. He connects their lips again and she pulls his shirt off.

'Are you sure?' He asked carefully. 'Do you want this?'

'I want you.' She smiles and draws their lips together again. She smiles into the kiss.