This could be considered the follow-up to my story staring but it's not really it takes place during the boy is mine in Laryngitis it's Rachel's point of view.
They're absolutely out of pitch.
Yeah that's what you're upset about.
I am what else would I be upset about?
I don't know maybe...Noah!
What? NO! And who are you?
I'm your subconscious I'm telling you stuff you need to know and admit to yourself!
But I already know I no longer have an attraction to Noah
Then why are you so tempted to yell at Mercedes and Santana that the boy is yours?
I do not!
Rachel, I'm you. I know you like Noah.
So? What if I do like him? With our given history I should be allowed to – Damn it Santana get your paws off him!
You like him!
Fine yes whatever I like him! Big deal! Who cares? Not me! Not at all! I totally don't care!
Yes you do
No
Yes
No
Yes
No
No
Yes
Ha!
Shut up
You are so stubborn
I'm you
Oh whatever – shoot! Everyone's leaving!
He's staying!
Okay don't panic just get up.
He's coming over here!
Okay just talk to him
"Hey Berry," Noah said.
I nodded and waved. Damn Laryngitis!
"Oh yeah no voice?"
I nodded again.
"Sucky"
I nodded
"Can I ask you something?"
Another nod.
"Who should I choose?"
"Excuse me?" I whispered.
"Santana or Mercedes who should I be with?"
"I can't make that choice." My voice started to crack.
"You don't have to talk." God he's sweet to me lately.
I nodded but still spoke, "I think you should listen to your heart and really figure out who you actually care about."
This time he nodded then he did something completely unexpected and kissed me just gently but passionately it was only for a few seconds but it was so meaningful.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"I listened to my heart." He said before pulling me into another kiss.
Later that week Noah got a minor case of Laryngitis.