You Owe Me
by This Is
Hi guys! So this is my first Glee fan-fic. I'm obsessed with Glee, and the Rachel/Puck pairing. "Mash Up" finally aired on TV tonight in Australia, so there was lots of Rachel/Puck goodness! Hope you like the story, it's a bit rushed, and I'm not sure if it all flows - this is Part 1 - Part 2 to follow shortly.
Part 1
She raced to the door, but paused and calmed herself before opening it.
"What are you doing here?" she frowned. It wasn't Finn. It was Puck.
Finn was supposed to be standing there, not Puck. She'd asked all the Glee members over to her house that Friday night, as her Dad's were out of town. She didn't expect any of the Cheerios to be coming, neither Puck and the other guys from the football team that were in Glee. But Finn, yes.
"Expecting someone else?" he smirked, as three of his jock buddies appeared and pushed past Rachel, entering her house.
"No," she said with an indignant tone, watching his friends make themselves comfortable.
"Well he's not coming anyway," said Puck, still standing at the door.
"Excuse me?" she said, turning back to him. Her breath was caught short when she realised how close he was standing to her now.
"Finn, he's not coming."
"How do.." she began, but he cut her off.
"I just spoke to him. Quinn told him she wasn't feeling well. He's at her place for the night."
"Oh," she replied, trying to hide the disappointment.
"Don't be sad Berry. You'll just have to pine after me all night instead. Unless you'd prefer one of them."
"What are they doing here anyway? They're not in Glee, they hate it," she asked, looking back at them. The two she knew as Jake and Ben had sat themselves either side of Artie and Tina. Chris she heard asking for directions to the kitchen.
"They heard Finn talking about your party at football training. I guess they wanted to come."
"And you?"
"I was invited wasn't I?" he asked angrily.
"Yes of course, all Glee members were," she said quickly. "It's just after last week, what you said, you'd be the last person I thought would've come."
He paused for a moment, gazing down at her, but before he could respond, she suddenly became distracted by the sound of glass breaking.
Rushing off to the kitchen, she added, "Actually make that the fourth last person."
He stood motionless for a moment, watching as her dress hit the back of her legs as she ran. Shaking his head, he made his way into the lounge room. He noticed Kurt and Mercedes sitting together, and gave them a nod.
"Hey."
"Well hello," responded Kurt.
Puck could hear Rachel's raised voice coming from the kitchen. Making his way there, he ran into Chris.
"Puckerman!" yelled Chris happily, with another beer in hand Puck noticed. "If you value you life, I would not go in there."
"Why, what's up?"
"That Rachel chick may be hot, but man is she psycho. She went all Linda Blair on me for dropping one small glass."
Puck's rolled his eyes, and watched as Chris then went over to Jake and Ben. Entering the kitchen, he found Rachel on her knees, brushing definitely more than one broken glass into the scoop. He stood there for a moment admiring the view - down Rachel's top.
Rachel glanced up at Puck.
"It's a wonder he's survived out of the womb," she said angrily.
"Here, let me," Puck said quickly, crouching down next to her. His face was centimetres from hers, and she swear she felt her hand tingle as he slid the brush out of her hands. She stayed there for a moment, watching him for longer than necessary.
"Thank you," she said, eventually standing.
"There, all done," Puck spoke, after emptying the glass into the rubbish bin.
He noticed her hands were clasped.
"You didn't cut yourself did you?" he asked, taking a step towards her.
"No, I'm fine. Would you like a drink?" she asked, her voice stuttering slightly.
"No thank you," replied Puck.
After a moment, he took another step towards her.
"How about some food?"
"I'm fine Rachel."
After another moment, she then took a step towards him.
"I'm glad you came tonight."
"Even if I'm not Finn?" he questioned.
"Especially because you're not Finn."
"Rachel," began Puck, but then stopped.
"Yes?"
At that moment, they both heard Chris burst out laughing, and the sound of something breaking.
"We should go in there," said Puck, but Rachel was already on her way.
As they entered, they could hear Chris teasing Tina.
"Don't be such a jerk," Rachel yelled, putting herself between Chris and Tina. Puck arrived at her side, glancing between the two.
"W-w-what are y-y-you t-t-alking ab-b-out?" replied Chris.
Chris, Jake and Ben burst out laughing.
Angry and frustrated, but also helpless, Rachel thought quickly, and pulled Puck by the arm back into the kitchen.
"Jesus Berry, I knew you wanted to make out with me," he said, sliding his hands around her waist.
"No, I want your friends to leave!" she yelled at him, pushing his hands away.
"They're just having fun," he replied, more forcefully than he meant.
"Fun? They're jerks! Why on earth are you friends with them anyway? You're so much better than that!"
"You don't know me Berry, don't act is if you do!" he growled.
"I know you can do better," she said earnestly, not backing down.
The convinction in her words stunned him, and his eyes boared into hers. When he didn't respond, her confidence deflated.
"Please Noah," she pleaded.
It seemed a lifetime before he spoke.
"Fine, you owe me," she heard him say, before he walked back into the lounge room.
"We're leaving," he announced, grabbing Chris by the shirt.
"What the hell man?"
"Get up. Now. We're leaving."
Like I said, Part 2 to follow shortly! Hope you liked it! Please review! :)