Without You

Really Puck!

Monday, December 1st

Wedding reception after Puck and Quinn, Mike and Tina's double wedding.

Brenda's POV

I heard Mercedes telling Chord from where they were dancing a few feet away from us,

"That will be us soon." Motioning towards Tina and Mike, Puck and Quinn, who were happily dancing, smiling at each other.

"You know, everyone thought that we'd be the first ones to get married after school." I said, looking at Sam. A piece of hair fell out of his pony tail, so I used my fingers to brush the hair out of his face. He smiled.

"Yeah well, you never know!" He said. I laughed. I stared at him for a few seconds.

"God you look so much older for some reason." I told him, putting my arms back around his neck.

"I feel old."

"You're not even 20 yet! So hush!" I said, and he laughed.

"God I've missed you." He said and leaned down and kissed me softly.

TIME SKIP

"You ready to sing Sammy?" I asked. He nodded. We got up on stage and stood in front of a microphone, one for each of us.

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion -
Is nothing new
Flashback - warm nights -
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after -

Sometimes you picture me -
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said -
Then you say - go slow -
I fall behind -
The second hand unwinds

[Chorus:]
If you're lost you can look - and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you - I'll be waiting
Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows - you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time -

[Chorus:]
If you're lost...

You said go slow -
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds -

[Chorus:]
If you're lost...
...Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time 

 Everyone clapped as we got off stage. We danced for a few more hours and we went home. The newly weds, all of them, decided to go on their Honeymoon during the summer, so they were gonna go home with us, then go to a hotel for the night. I kicked my heels off and plopped on the couch. Sam plopped down beside me.

"I'm surprised this couch isn't broke yet, from all the plopping everyone does on it." I said. He laughed and wrapped an arm around me. After a few minutes, my phone started ringing. I groaned and got up, getting it off the top of the TV. It was Matthew.

"Hey Matthew." I answered.

"Hey Ms. Super Star! I saw those pictures of you and Sam on the internet."

"Would you stop calling me that-wait, what pictures?" I asked. Everyone looked at me.

"Yeah, they're all over Twitter."

"I haven't freaking checked Twitter in days, how was I supposed to know? And I totally should have gone and kicked that dude in the nuts like I did the other one."

"He said that you two were smiling and flirting with each other. Just tell me this, are you two back together?"

"Um, I really don't know how I should answer this. Yeah?"

"Great!" I let out a breath that I had been holding in and smiled." So, when are you gonna be here on Wednesday?" My smiled fell.

"What?"

"Yeah, you have to come back to LA to finish your Christmas album."

"I already did!"

"I know. But Puck's dumb ass was messing around with the computer and deleted 4 of the most important songs."I looked at Puck with a murderous look in my eyes.

"You told me that I didn't have to come back until after New Years!" I yelled the last part into the phone.

"You didn't have to yell-"

"Hell yes I did! But you're giving me an extra damn week for this!" I yelled and hung up the phone. I slowly turned around again, and glared at Puck.

"Noah-fucking-Puckerman, you sorry ass idiot!"

"What I do?" He asked, trying to hide behind Quinn.

"You freaking deleted four of the songs on my Christmas album, which was finally finished, when you were messing with the damn computer, and now I have to go back to LA on Wednesday, until next week! Thanks a lot!" I yelled and stomped up stairs, pissed off.

Third Person POV

"Well, she's pissed." Puck said.

"No shit Sherlock!" Sam exclaimed and got up to follow her. She was sitting on his bed glaring at the wall so hard he was surprised there wasn't a hole there yet. He sat beside her hesitantly, not knowing if she was gonna hit him or what.

"I'm not gonna hit you Sam. I may be pissed, but I'm not gonna take it out on you." She said and looked at him with tears in her eyes now. He hugged her to his chest.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought that I'd have at least a month to spend with you, and now I have to go back to LA because of Puck's dumb ass."

"Brenda, it's okay. You'll be coming back in what? A week?" She nodded." I can wait that long. I've had to wait longer than that."

"I'm sorry about that too." She said.

"Look, I told you to chase your dreams didn't I?" He tilted her head towards him," You did that. You talk about me in interviews, like you told me you would. I'm just happy that I have you back. Even if it's just for a little while."

"But this time, we're not breaking up. We're gonna make the long distance relationship work."