Hey guys, I promise I'm not starting a new story. This is just how I get over writer's block and I felt like sharing them with you. I only have two written right now, so you might not see more than one update a week. I will also have a chapter up of one of my other stories tonight. My alerts aren't working currently, so I hope that yours are. These stories are strictly one-shots. The song is More Beautiful You by Jonny Diaz. I changed the ages mentioned in the song. Enjoy!

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Puck sat back in his chair as he felt the wave of nausea sweep over him. Finn Hudson had finally broken down everything that made Rachel great. He'd spent the last two years jumping between her and Quinn, enough to fuck both of them up. He rubbed his ears just in case he'd heard her wrong.

"I'm going to be undergoing a minor procedure to fix the damage caused during practice the other day. If the doctor happens to do some cosmetic work while he's at it, then so much the better." She announced primly.

Nope, he heard her clearly and it was still bullshit. His giant idiot of an ex-BFF had broken her nose the day before because he couldn't dance to save his life. Now Rachel was using it as an opportunity to change who she was. He sighed loudly in aggravation.

The Rachel Berry he knew didn't care what people thought of her. She was proud of her nose because it made her feel closer to Barbra.

"You mean you're getting a nose job." He retorted bluntly when no one else commented.

He watched as she bristled a bit at being called out. Well if she wanted to be an idiot and throw away her uniqueness, then he'd be an asshole and call it how it was.

"No, Noah," She glared at him. "I merely need to have the damage fixed and the doctor thought that maybe-"

"But he could fix the break without changing your nose right?" He interrupted her rudely.

She made an impatient noise in the back of her throat and he bit back a grin when he noticed her trying not to stomp her foot.

"Well, yes I suppose that he could. He however thought that-"

"I don't care what he thought Berry. Don't tell me that your parents are on board with this bullshit." He stared at her, ignoring Schue's quiet admonition about his language.

Rachel glared at him angrily for a few moments before turning away from him.

"This is not up for discussion. I was merely explaining that I will be unable to dance for the next few weeks after the procedure." She announced snottily before re-taking her seat at the front.


Puck sat in disbelief the next day when she showed up with a folder full of pictures of her with Quinn's nose. It was official he was going to kill Finn Hudson. But first he was going to call her on her shit again.

"This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard." He exploded angrily as he threw the folder on the floor.

Rachel took a step back before setting a neutral expression on her face and standing her ground.

"Noah, I don't know what you're talking about."

"But Rachel, you're beautiful the way you-" Finn started before Puck cut him off angrily.

"Shut the hell up Hudson. She wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for you. If you could just pick one of them then maybe they'd both stop hating themselves." He yelled furiously, standing in his seat. Finn to his credit at least had the decency to look ashamed. His eyes met Quinn's and he could tell how deeply the words affected her as well. But if no one else was going to call it the way it was then he would.

"Noah-"

"No Rachel, you think that nobody else realises exactly why you want Fabray's nose? Because every single one of us knows that this is about Finn." He snapped, pointing at her as he made his way down the risers.

Rachel's eyes left his own and fell to the floor. He felt his anger dissipating but felt the need to add one more thing before storming out Berry-style.

"It's pathetic and I'm disappointed in you." He added quietly and her eyes shot back up to meet his in surprise. "You should be disappointed in you too Rach. You're special and you're throwing it away for an asshole that will never be worth your time. You're going to regret this later, because it only means that you don't like yourself anymore. Right now you're changing your appearance, next year you'll be giving up on Broadway for him. I'm disappointed Rach, and I wish you remembered just how great you are."

He sent her one last pleading look before walking out the door. He reached into his pocket for his phone and called Kurt as he headed for the parking lot.


Puck had danced along with the rest of the flash mob and kept his eye on her. He and Kurt had spent the last two days planning this. She was smiling but he could still see the doubt in her eyes. Kurt had called him that night and told him that she was still thinking about going through with the surgery.

Which is why he was currently sitting on a stool in front of the choir room, clutching his guitar. He waited until the club had all taken their seats before starting to strum on his guitar. He had spent the whole night before writing words to the melody he'd been working on for weeks. He was incredibly nervous about sharing one of his songs for the first time. He was starting to feel like he'd have to jump to extremes to get through to his fellow Jew though. He glared up at Hudson once more for good measure before opening his mouth to share his song. He moved his eyes to Rachel's and didn't look away.

Little girl sixteen, flipping through a magazine

Says she wants to look that way

But her hair isn't straight, her body isn't fake

And she's always felt overweight

He continued to watch Rachel, even as her gaze left his own and fell to the floor self-consciously.

Well little girl sixteen I wish that you could see

That beauty is within your heart

And you were made with such care, your skin, your body and your hair

Are perfect just the way they are

His eyes moved around the room for a moment and he noticed that most of his classmates were smiling.

There could never be a more beautiful you

Don't buy the lies, disguises and hoops they make you jump through

You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do

So there could never be a more beautiful you

His eyes moved to meet hers once more; she was looking up at him with tears of embarrassment shining in her eyes.

Little girl seventeen the things you've already done

Anything to get ahead

And you say you've got a man but he's got another plan

Only wants what you will do instead

He watched as her eyes narrowed slightly before looking over at Finn with something akin to sudden understanding in her gaze.

Well little girl seventeen you never thought that this would come

You starve yourself to play the part

But I can promise you there's a man whose love is true

And he'll treat you like the jewel you are

Her eyes widened as the declaration in his words and searched his face for confirmation as he continued into the chorus.

There could never be a more beautiful you

Don't buy the lies, disguises and hoops they make you jump through

You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do

So there could never be a more beautiful you

A more beautiful you

He smiled at her before heading into the bridge.

So turn around you're not too far

To back away, be who you are

To change your path, go another way

It's not too late you can be saved

If you feel depressed with past regrets

The shameful nights hope to forget

Can disappear, they can all be washed away

By the one who's strong, can right your wrongs

Can rid your fears, dry all your tears

And change the way you look at this big world

He will take away your dark, distorted view

And with his light, he will show you truth

And again you'll see through the eyes of a little girl

He noticed that her eyes, though still wet, no longer looked sad and ashamed.

There could never be a more beautiful you

Don't buy the lies, disguises and hoops they make you jump through

You were made to fill a purpose that only you could do

So there could never be a more beautiful you

A beautiful grin had started to spread over her face as he sang the last words of his song.

There could never be a more beautiful you.

Puck strummed the last notes on the guitar and then bowed his head for a moment as everyone started to cheer wildly. He vaguely heard Mr. Schuester praising his performance and asking about the song, but his eyes had moved from the floor to Rachel. He tuned everything out as he waited for her reaction. The class quickly realised what was happening and fell silent. Rachel stared into his eyes searchingly for a few moments before standing from her seat and moving to stand in front of his stool slowly. His hands moved from his guitar to her hips instinctively and he heard her sigh quietly.

"That was a lovely song Noah," She whispered as she played with her fingers nervously. "You're a very talented songwriter.

"I wrote it for you." He answered truthfully and felt relief when her eyes finally rose to meet his own. He watched as her lips parted once or twice before closing in embarrassment. He pulled her closer to him. "I meant every word."

He cupped her face with one hand before leaning down to capture her lips gently. After a moment, he leaned back and smiled down at her softly.

"I know that you're still in love with Finn," He smiled when he saw the regret in her eyes. "I just need you to know that when you get over him, and you will, that I'll be here. Because I think you're perfect and it's been you for me since I tossed that first slushy."

Rachel looked up at him thoughtfully and smiled in a way that he'd never seen aimed in his direction before.

"I don't think you'll have to wait for very long." She answered happily before throwing her arms around him in a hug.

She didn't get that nose job afterall.


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