Isn't It Obvious
A/N: Hello everybody! Okay so this is a new story I have been thinking of for a while and I know I should be working on my other stories, but I wanted to write this down before I forget it and I will be working on it when I have inspiration and I have time. But my first priority (except from school) is to get my other stories finish first. I hope you will like it and enjoy the reading. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Chapter one:
Rachel was hiding behind a corner, looking carefully to see if anyone was following her. She had just run out from one of the most exclusive stores in New York. She had some cops following her but fortunately, she managed to shake them off. She smirked at her ability to out take some stupid cops. Rachel looked down at the short dress in her bag; she isn't the type that wears this kind of clothes, but she needed them to get in to a concert. And she has to look good when she gets in; she couldn't just look like an ordinary girl who was making a desperate attempt to sneak in (that's if the back door is locked) because to see this Noah Puckerman guy. Or Puck, as he is known to be called. Anyway, this guy has an amazing car. It's a Mercedes McLaren and that car is worth a fortune and if she gets a hold on that one, she can pay back everything she owes the drug dealer. Yeah, she takes drugs. Well, used too. Her life is pretty messed up and complicated to be honest. Her mom died when she was two and her father has always supported her and she tried to do everything he wanted to make him happy. When she got accepted at Julliard he was ecstatic but when she said she didn't want to go to college, he said he was tired of her and kicked her out. She was only eighteen back then, she is twenty two now. She went to New York and tried to make it on her own lest just say that she haven't succeeded yet. She have done a lot of bad things, stuff she doesn't want to think of, but the worst thing she has ever done is drugs. She started with drugs when she was nineteen and she still takes some when she feels depressed and lonely. (She doesn't see herself as a drug addict though as she stopped talking them all the time four months ago). Anyway, now she needs to pay back this guy named Dave, he said that she could either sleep with him or give him his money. And obviously she chose to give him the money; just the thought of sleeping with the guy makes her want to be sick. So now she is standing outside this Puck guy's concert. If she can get close enough to him, she may be able to take his car keys out from his pockets or if she can get in to his dressing room, she would be able to search there.
She walked in to one of those public toilets and took her old clothes off and put on the black tight dress, it was short and sexy. She put on the silver high heels she had taken two days before and pulled her hair down from the ponytail and let her dark brown hair fall over her shoulders. She took her make up bag and made up her face so that her eyes looked dark and smoky. When she was done she had to admit that she looked good. She got out and hid her bag behind a garbage can. She saw that the line to Puck's concert was packed with screaming girls, she rolled her eyes and walked around the corner; she had seen a back door when the crew was taking all the equipment inside. She checked that no one saw her and opened the door to walk inside. Okay let's get to business, she thought and walked across the hallway with confidence and her head held high.
She succeeded to sneak in to the concert room without anyone seeing her or stopping her. The room was crowded; people were everywhere. She was just about to get a drink when everyone stated to scream, so she turned her head to see why they were screaming and it was then she saw him walk in. Rachel had only seen him on posters before but they didn't do him justice. You could see that he was tall and strong. He had on a pair of dark blue fitting jeans, a white t-shirt and a black letter jacket. His body was impressive but it was his face she was drawn too; he had like the most handsome face she had ever seen and he had a dark brown mohawk and hazel eyes. She couldn't stop looking at him.
"Hello everybody!" He said and oh god, he even sounded good. She shook her head; she was here on a mission not to ogle him.
"So tonight I am going to sing songs that will be released on my new album 'Shadows of the city'," he said and everyone cheered. "Okay so my first song for tonight is 'The Lazy Song' I hope you will like it," he said and smirked. She had to admit that he had an amazing voice. She made her way closer to the stage and she got a couple of angry comments but she ignored it; she didn't want to start a fight. But if she did she would totally take these bitches down. She looked up at Puck and he made eye contact with her and she winked at him and he winked back. She blows him a kiss and he smirked at her. Then she turned around and went too look for his dressing room to see if he left his keys there.
Puck had just finished singing the last song and now it was forty minutes pause before he had too go back out their again. He tried to see if he saw the hot chick that blew him a kiss before but it was so much people that he couldn't see her.
"Okay, so we are going to take a break but I will be back soon," he said into the microphone and everyone cheered as he jumped of the stage and made his way back to his dressing room. Puck had just got inside the room when he saw a girl with her back to him looking though his things.
"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded and the girl jumped and turned around to face him.
Shit! What is she going to do? She panicked a little before an idea came to her.
"Hi! Oh my god I am so sorry it's just I am such a big fan of you," she said falling in to full acting mode.
Puck recognized the girl; it was her who blew him the kiss.
"I know, I'm talented. I have many fans but not many are as hot as you though," he said and smirked at her.
"Can I maybe get an autograph?" She asked.
"Course," he said and took a picture of him, "what's your name?"
"Belle Taylor," she answered, giving him a sweet smile.
"Beautiful name," he commented and signed the picture and gave it to her, "here you go."
"Thank you so much," she said and gave him her biggest smile "and if it's not too much to ask can I get a hug?" she asked.
"Sure babe," he said and leaned in to hug her. She pulled away, hiding her hand behind her back.
"I don't want to be rude or anything, but you need to leave so I can get ready," he said, running a hand through his mohawk.
"Oh of course, thanks again Noah, you are great!"
"No problem Belle," he said, opening the door for her. She stepped out and he closed the door, locking it behind him. It wasn't until later that he registered that she had called him Noah and not Puck. He opened the door to look for her but she was already gone. He shook his head wondering if he would ever see her again.
Rachel walked out smiling to herself as she quickly slipped out from the back door again. She is such a freaking good actress she should get paid for that show she did, she could totally make it big in Hollywood. The fact that she was holding his car keys in her hand made her smile even more. She picked up her bag and changed back into her dark blue jeans, white tank-top, green hoodie and black letter jacket with her black converse. It felt good to be wearing her own clothes again. She took her backpack and went to look for the Puck guy's car it didn't take long time for her to find it though. She smiled when she saw it.
"Thanks for the car dumb ass," she said to herself and jumped in to the car and drove off.
A/N: So this was the first chapter I hope you liked it.
The lazy song belongs to Jason Marz
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