Author Note: This is my first Glee fanfic and I tried to do it justice because I am OBSESSED with Glee and this pairing. Be nice, I am a little nervous about posting this. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Ha ha ha..I own nothing!


"Come on Rachel you promised. I watched 42nd Street, so I get to pick a movie. We had a deal Berry." Puck said sitting down on Rachel's bed.

"I understand that Noah. I just don't understand why we have to watch a movie over football. I watched you play last night, haven't you put me through enough torture?" Rachel said crossing her arms over her chest in front of him.

"Football is not torture, tap dancing is torture. Plus you found me sexy last night." Puck said smirking.

"I did not. I find the fact that you boys chase after a funny looking ball utterly ridiculous. There are so many more important things that you could be doing. It might be a different matter if you boys ever won a game, instead you continue to do something that you fail at. You should be focusing your time and energy on other things that you can succeed at."

"You are a terrible liar. You found me sexy." Puck said grabbing her waist and pulling her on top of him.

"Maybe a found you a little bit sexy."

"A lot." Puck said kissing her, "You can't resist me or my charm. Which is why you are going to shut your trap and watch the movie."

"Noah! I can not…" Puck leaned over and kissed her again, it was the fastest way to get her to shut up, and he liked kissing her. It was a win-win in his book.

"Please just watch the movie and if you hate it we can watch another crappy musical."

"Musicals are not crappy as you so eloquently put it. They are well crafted masterpieces that have been loved my many generations for their…"

"Berry!"

"Okay fine we can watch the movie."

"Finally." Puck hit play on the remote and the first scene of Remember the Titans began playing. As the movie was playing Rachel's head fell on Puck's shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Puck felt something wet on his shoulder during Bertier's funeral. "Are you crying?"

"Yes, its sad, and you better not make fun of me for it." Rachel said poking him in the chest.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Puck said before kissing the top of her head.

"You better."

"Don't you wish you would have trusted me and just watched the movie, instead of putting up a fight." Puck said pressing stop as the credits began to roll.

"I did not put up a fight. I was merely stating the fact that I watched you play football last night and it seemed redundant to do the same thing tonight. It was however a much better movie than I expected it to be and next time I will have to give you the benefit of the doubt and watch the movie without any complaints beforehand."

"A simple yes would have been sufficient. Anyways I watch you sing all the time, you rarely go to football games, I think this is a fair trade."

"I have explained to you on numerous occasions that I do not understand football and it is boring for me to watch. I know for a fact you think I am cute when I sing."

"I am a badass, I don't think anything is cute. I think you are hot or sexy, never cute."

"You talk in your sleep, I have heard you say "Rachel" and "cute" in the same sentence." Rachel said smirking.

"You have no proof."

"That's okay, because I know the truth about you."

"Which is?"

"Being a bad boy is just an act you put on, you really are a very sweet boy who is very caring. Don't worry it will be our little secret." Rachel said kissing him.

"It is all your fault. I was a bad boy before."

"I will take that as a compliment. Now come on, I am hungry and you know how important it is to have three square meals a day." Rachel said getting up and walking to the door.

"I am so whipped." Noah thought as he followed her.


A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed it and didn't feel like you were wasting your time reading it. Let me know.