A/N: So I got a review stating that this story had a familiar storyline to another story but I can assure you all that I am not stealing anything from another fanfiction. As a writer on and off this site, that is simply unacceptable. However, plot lines are very common amongst each other and while the beginning may be developed the same the actual story isn't the same. I haven't read this fanfiction yet but I promise you whatever I come up with will be what I come up with.
A/N 2 : Thanks Chase.M206 for the idea. I'm not sure whether or not I'm going to do it just cause I like the fact that Puck likes Rachel for who she is but I'll keep it in mind in case I do get stuck. Also Rachel-xox I really appreciate the review. I love your story Social Suicide and how it's not like a regular story on the Glee fanfiction site.
K, Enough talk. Please enjoy and review :)
"God, how I wish I could wear clothes," Santana groaned. They were sifting through the racks of one of Santana's favorite stores. She looked towards Rachel and Brittany who were giggling together. "You know what I meant!" She rolled her eyes at the two girls playfully and continued browsing.
"Are you sure you want to go through with the date?" Brittany asked. Rachel looked at Brittany and then back at Santana who was nodding her head.
"What do you mean Brit?"
"Well, you know Puck does have a reputation." Rachel shrugged.
"I know he does, but I guess I'm naïve enough to believe that there's good in everyone."
"That doesn't make you naïve that just makes you a good person with a big heart," Santana added.
"Thanks San." It was a little past six when she got home so she quickly changed into dark denim skinny jeans and the floral top she bought at the mall. She threw her favorite cream colored boyfriend cardigan over it and ran over to fix her makeup.
Puck was at home pacing back and forth in his bedroom. When he agreed to the plan, he only thought about Quinn and the baby. He didn't really care about how Rachel would feel afterward but after that conversation in his car and spending lunch with Rachel, he was starting to feel guilty.
"Okay, relax Puckerman. There are no feelings involved. You and Rachel were never even friends in the first place; you can do this," Puck said. He stopped pacing and changed into a pair of jeans, a black tee shirt with a white button up over it. Grabbing his wallet and keys, he started the drive over to Rachel's house. Rachel finished getting ready when the doorbell rang at exactly 7:00.
"Right on time," Rachel said smiling at Puck. He smiled back that feeling of guilt slightly more present.
"I like to make a good impression," he smirked. She rolled her eyes and opened the door wider for him to come inside while leaning against the door frame. He took a good look at her before stepping inside the house. Her outfit was simple but her jeans hugged her in all the right places. Her hair was wavier than usual and halfway pinned up. She looked simple yet beautiful at the same time. He could feel his stomach turning again; he wasn't supposed to be having these thoughts about Rachel.
"I need to get something really fast and then we can go."
"That's cool." Rachel laughed as the memory of "That 70's show" episode where Hyde teaches Jackie how to be Zen popped up in her mind.
"What are you laughing at?" Puck asked lightly.
"Nothing just something I thought about."
"You know after ten years of going to the same school, I don't remember ever seeing the inside of your house. Not what I imagined."
"Well you're a grade older than I am so there's not much opportunity. And what did you think my house looked like anyways? Some shrine to Broadway?" she asked playing along with his banter.
"Pretty much." They stood there smiling at each other. Their faces were inching closer together and she could feel the coolness of his breath on her lips. Before anything could happen she quickly turned away.
"I have to get that thing," she said running up to her room. Grabbing her purse, she took a deep breath and headed back down the stairs.
"Ready?" she asked looking at him sitting on her couch. He got up and nodded making his way towards the door. The two awkwardly made their way to the drive way and got into his car.
"About what happened earlier," Puck started.
"Don't worry about it. Let's just enjoy this date and not make it awkward okay?" Puck nodded and started up the engine to his car. He drove for a while until he pulled up to the parking lot of the local movie theater.
"You can choose the movie," Puck told Rachel.
"Ok. Let's watch Inception." He looked at her stunned. He was expecting to sleep through whatever romantic comedy she chose but instead she chose an action movie that he was dying to see.
"Whoa whoa whoa, you want to see Inception."
"There's more to me than glee club and Broadway musicals."
"Yeah, I see that now. What else don't I know about you Berry?"
"Well for one, my name is Rachel," she said as Puck blushed slightly at the fact that they were on a date and he was still referring to her by her last name. "And you'll just have to find out the rest," she added with a wink. He laughed and nodded his head.
"Sorry about the whole name thing. It's a habit."
"I understand Noah; it's kind of like how you keep telling me to call you Puck but I still call you Noah," she said smiling at the thought.
"Well I like it when you call me Noah," he said truthfully. The look she gave him made his stomach flip once again. No fucking feelings involved Puckerman. He quickly shook the thought from his head and guided her into the theater that was playing Inception. His attention was mostly on Rachel throughout the film. Even when things got hectic on the screen, she didn't whine. Her gaze was transfixed onto the screen. He smoothly brought the back of his arm around her seat and was surprised when Rachel scooted herself closer towards him with a satisfied grin. He smiled back at her and for the millionth time that night he felt the tingling feeling he felt around her. The movie ended quicker than they thought. Both were amazed at how good the movie was.
"Oh my god, did you see that part where he, and the other part when he," she was so excited she was speaking in fragments. He laughed at how excited she was but he was amazed at the movie as well.
"Yes, I saw everything that you saw," he said laughing. "C'mon let's get some food in you." She joined in on his laughter and agreed. The two began to walk around the plaza, their hands touching every so often. Both couldn't deny the feeling of electricity that they felt. Not resisting the feeling any longer, Puck grabbed her small hand in his larger hands. They locked eyes with each other briefly before making their way to Breaksticks.
"So what made you decide to join glee again?" Puck asked trying to learn more about her than the casual small talk they shared.
"Well, I decided that I preach team unity; it would be hypocritical for me not to join especially since we can't compete without twelve members."
"Why do you do it?"
"Do what Noah?"
"Forgive people so easily."
"I don't know what you mean."
"Bullshit Rach. You might be a crazy, over obsessed diva but I know you're not stupid. They treat you like shit and you always roll around and take it," he stated bluntly.
"Well you're one to talk Puckerman," she retorted obviously hurt at his choice of words. His jaw tensed but slowly relaxed.
"I'm sorry Rachel for what I said and for everything I ever did to you before. It's just they treat you like crap and yet you still consider them to be your friends." Rachel shrugged sadly.
"I don't have that many friends as it is Noah. Beggars can't be choosers right?" Puck shook his head finally seeing how vulnerable and insecure Rachel really was.
"That doesn't mean you can let them treat you like crap. I know you've had a long and weird day today but I'll attest Santana and Brittany are really some of the greatest people you'll ever be friends with especially if Santana said you're the real kind of friend and not the fake one."
"Yeah, what does she mean by that anyways?"
"Mike, Matt, Brittany, Santana and I have been friends ever since kindergarten longer than Finn and I. The five of us we've been there for each other through all the shit that happens and we'll always be there for each other. That's what a real friend is; someone there for you through thick and thin. Everyone thinks we're popular and shit but all those guys, they'll turn their back on you in an instant if something bad goes down. That's what we call fake friends."
"I see so I guess I should be glad that Santana sees me as a real friend?" Puck nodded.
"Don't worry about her. She's like a pit bull. She has a bad bark and even worse bite but she's loyal as hell to those she's close to."
"You know you're like her. You guys are like the male and female version of each other. Aside from both your sexual promiscuity, you both are better people than you let others believe." Puck shrugged.
"Why do you have such a passion for glee?" Rachel blushed at Puck's change of topic. God she's even cute when she's blushing Puck groaned in his thoughts.
"You might think its lame."
"Try me."
"Well you know the story about my dads and I right?" Puck nodded. "Well, that's not exactly the story. You see, my dads love me a lot and I guess in a way however you spin it, I am adopted. My dads aren't biologically my parents but they love me all the same. My birth mother was a teenager and she gave me up for adoption; that's how she met my dads. They saw how young she was and they offered her an open adoption but she declined. She didn't want anything to do with me. Anyways, both of my dads can't carry a tune and one day I asked them where I got my singing from and they told me that she was an amazing singer. I guess I sing because I think that if my voice gets out there enough, I'll be able to find her," she added sadly. Her eyes were watery yet hopeful at the same time. Instinctively, Puck grabbed a hold of her hand and caressed her thumb to console her.
"I don't think that's lame at all."
"Noah, why did you decide to ask me out?" Rachel asked spontaneously. The thought had been in the back of her mind during the duration of the day.
"I guess I just wanted to? I like you Rachel." The truth was he wasn't sure how he felt for her. She was totally different than what he thought and he didn't mind the thought of them dating for real but he needed the money from Kurt to help Quinn and prove to her that he could be a father. Rachel smiled at him with a blush present on her cheeks. They continued the conversation until the end of dinner.
"C'mon let's get you home Rach."
"Yeah about that, can we possibly take a drive to school so I can pick up my car? I got a ride home from Santana today."
"Or you can let Santana pick you up and you can take your car home tomorrow after the game tomorrow. I expect you to be there"
"It would save me a fight for parking." Puck laughed. Parking was horrible at their school. "Okay deal." They made their way back to his car and began the journey home.
"I had a really good time tonight Noah."
"I did as well surprisingly. I'd kiss you goodnight but since you have two dads I'm just going to step back," he joked. Rachel rolled her eyes but laughed along.
"They're not home actually. They're off on business."
"When do they get back?"
"I don't know really. A few weeks? I don't know they're really career focused now that I can take care of myself and college is coming up."
"Well I know what we can do with that time," he said wiggling his eyebrows up and down.
"Way to ruin the moment Noah."
"Well since your dads aren't here I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I give you a goodnight kiss then," he said stepping up to her. She stuck her arms out to keep him at a distance.
"Sorry Noah, I don't kiss on the first date," she said beaming at him. Before he could process what just happened, Rachel slipped inside her house. She leaned against the door with a huge smile on her face when she felt her phone vibrate.
You win this time, but the next date you're so on.
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