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Chapter 3 – WTF?
1 MONTH LATER
The girls entered their apartment and Santana crashed on the couch. They had just finished helping Noah and Sam move into their new apartment and were exhausted.
"Water…." choked Santana.
Rachel headed towards the kitchen and grabbed two water bottles from the fridge.
"Tell me again why they didn't get movers?" whined Santana.
Rachel laughed, "Cause they couldn't afford it and they are guys, so it's a bit of a pride thing."
"Well, at least they didn't have that much stuff, but living on the 5th floor and NO elevator?" Santana grabbed the bottle of water Rachel was handing to her and stretched out on the couch.
"I'm gonna get in the shower." Rachel proceeded to her bathroom, "don't forget to text them that we got home."
Rachel heard a faint mumble and figured Santana would be asleep before she would have the power to text. She pulled out her phone and sent a quick message to Noah.
We're home
She got undressed and was about to turn on the shower when she heard her phone buzz and she checked his reply
Are you getting in the shower?
Rachel felt herself blush and typed back
Wouldn't you like to know
She hit send and got in the shower. She enjoyed the relaxing feeling as the water hit her. It had been awhile since she had been able to actually not rush a shower.
When she realized her fingers were starting to prune she shut off the water and heard her phone buzz on the bathroom counter.
She wrapped herself in her towel and checked her phone. "5 new messages?"
She realized she had been in the shower for a good 15 minutes.
She opened her phone and checked the messages
Yes
Don't leave me hangin!
Are you naked yet?
Think of me while you're in there
The final one made her laugh out loud
Tease
She quickly typed a message back
I just enjoyed a nice long shower. Maybe you should do the same. Make it a cold one.
These texts weren't anything new for Noah and Rachel. They happened all the time except before, he wasn't just a subway ride away.
The flirting came natural to them, but they always had the fact that they were thousands of miles away to not act on it.
She quickly put on some yoga pants and a tank top and headed back out to the living room. Santana was still asleep on the couch snoring lightly.
"Tana!"
"Huh? Wha?" Santana threw a pillow over head, "Five more minutes!"
Rachel sat next to her best friend, "Come on Tana, it's Saturday, you can sleep all day tomorrow!"
Santana peeked an eye at her, "Why are you so chipper?"
Rachel shrugged, "I dunno, but go get in the shower. I'm gonna order some chinese."
"You buyin?"
"Yup"
"Sweet," Santana jumped up and headed to her bedroom. Rachel flipped on the tv and relaxed into the couch. She flipped to her favorite channel, 'Broadway TV" she clapped quickly when she saw they were showing the 25th anniversary special of Les Mis.
She was singing along during "On My Own," when her phone buzzed.
What are you guys doing tonight?
It was Sam
Ordering chinese, you guys tired of your apartment already?
Five minutes passed before her phone buzzed again
We'll be there in an hour. Get a humungo order of sweet and sour pork and 4 eggrolls, please?
Rachel huffed
Aright, but only cause I love you guys soooo much.
Sweet! Love u back! We owe you!
Santana opened the door to her bedroom, in pajama pants and tshirt with a towel on her head.
"Noah and Sam are coming for dinner."
1 hour later
The door buzzed and Santana let the boys up. The food had gotten there fifteen minutes prior and Rachel had created a large spread of 'Chinese Food Heaven' as Sam liked to call it.
Rachel was dishing herself some white rice when Noah stepped up beside her, "Why'd u leave me hanging earlier," a bit of seriousness in his voice, "I had to rub one out in the shower."
Rachel scoffed, "That's disgusting Noah, I'm about to eat."
He chuckled, "You know you would have watched."
She ignored him and dished some vegetables on her plate.
"HOLY MOTHER OF…." Santana was on her feet, he finger pointed directly at the TV.
"Hey, isn't that?"
Rachel and Noah made their way to the TV.
"Jesse?"
"St. Douche?" Noah said in surprise.
Rachel held her breath as she listened to the TV. Noah watched her out of the corner of his eye
Jesse St. James is making his Broadway debut in the new Andrew Lloyd Webber adaption of The Wizard of Oz. He won the roll of the scarecrow….
"Ha, he's scary alright," scoffed Noah.
"Shh!"
Mr. St. James is a Sophomore at the Julliard School of Dance. He transferred from UCLA at the beginning of the school year.
"I'm truly honored to have been personally chosen by Mr. Webber. He is a true icon and I am sure I will not disappoint him with my performance."
Rachel felt hot tears fill her eyes as Santana changed the channel. She put down the remote and stepped over to her best friend, seeing the pain in her eyes.
She reached for Rachel's hand, but Rachel turned and ran into her room and slammed the door shut.
"Fuck," Santana said silently.
"Should I go in there?" asked Noah
Santana answered him silently with a slow nod, "Wait, you should know something first, sit down." Santana took in a deep breath, "We ran into Jesse in September. She ended up dating him for a few weeks."
"Wait," interrupted Noah, "We've been talking practically every day and she never told me this."
Noah thought for a second, "She did tell me she was seeing someone around that time, but she never said who."
"Well, now you know. He broke her heart into a million pieces, again." Santana shook her fist, "I swear I almost ran to his apartment and beat the shit out of him, but you know Rachel. She claims that it was her fault, but it was just his way of manipulating her, once again."
"That fucking asshole," stated Sam.
Noah stood and walked to Rachel's door and knocked softly, "Rachel?"
Rachel could feel the bed dip beside her. She felt his warm hand as he placed it on her arm.
She tried to contain the tears, but they wouldn't stop.
"How many times," she choked out, "Do I have to let someone hurt me," she sniffed, "Before I realize what a dick they are?"
Noah laughed, "Apparently a few times. Santana told me about September. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Cause you would have disapproved. But, he seemed to have changed," she turned on to her back, "Guess I was wrong."
Noah lay down next to her and took her hand into his. They stayed there for a few minutes before he realized she was asleep. He got up slowly, grabbed the afghan from the end of her bed and laid it over her. He kissed her gently on her forehead and whispered, "I would never hurt you Rachel."
He snuck out of the room and closed the door quietly.
8:30am
Rachel woke the next morning to sound of rain. She rolled over and looked at the clock. She realized she was not under her covers, but Noah had covered her with her favorite blanket. The night before suddenly rushed back to her. The hurt suddenly became anger.
"That prick is in the city for 6 months and he's in an Andew Lloyd Webber show, ass…"
She heard a knock on her door, "Come in."
Santana entered the room and sat on Rachel's bed, "How ya doin?"
Rachel shrugged, "I'm fine. What time did the boys leave?"
Santana smiled, "Not long after Jessegate Part…4?"
Rachel laughed, "Who knows what fucking number it is," Santana flinched. Rachel rarely said that word unless she was drunk or really pissed. She knew it was the latter.
"Hey," she put her hand on her shoulder, "Why don't we go get some coffee and one of those bagels you love so much!"
"Santana, it's pouring outside!"
"I know, that's what an umbrella is for, dumbass." Santana nudged Rachel's shoulder with hers.
The next week kept Rachel super busy. She had three papers to write and an exam on Friday.
She was leaving her dance appreciation class Thursday night when she heard a familiar voice, "Hey, don't I know you."
She turned around to see Noah sitting on the bench she just passed. She was so caught up in her thoughts, she didn't even notice him.
"Hey," she said with surprise, "what are you doing here."
He shrugged, "I haven't seen you in, like five days."
"I'm sorry. I've been so caught up with school stuff." She sat next to him, "I haven't had a chance to relax."
"Well," he stood up and reached a hand out, "that changes tonight."
She looked at his hand with sadness, "Noah, I've got a huge exam tomorrow. I need to study."
"You don't wanna hang with the Puckmeister tonight?"
"Only if you feel like watching me study calculus."
He thought to himself for a second, "Doesn't Santana have a date tonight?"
Rachel finally took his hand and they headed towards the subway. They slowly released each other's hands.
"Yeah, Melissa," Rachel laughed, "I think she will be out for most of the night, if not all night."
"That dirty slut."
Rachel laughed, "No, I think she really likes this one. She's held onto her for a whole month!"
"Damn, it must be special."
10pm
Rachel looked up from her notes and rubbed her eyes. Noah was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"The numbers are starting to run together."
Noah jumped a bit. She hadn't spoken for at least an hour and that was just to ask what time it was.
"Plus, my neck hurts so bad I think my head may fall off."
He sat up, "I think you should take a break," he motioned her over, "I'll give you a neck rub."
She slowly got up and made her way on the floor in front of him, positioning herself in between his legs.
She moaned softly as he rubbed a knot out of neck, "Your too tense, relax."
"I know, I've just got so much on my plate right now. It's hard to not be tense."
"You know what helps with that right?"
She laughed, but didn't respond.
He continued rubbing her neck, then shoulders, "How bout you let me rub your back?"
Rachel hesitated for a moment. She had thought of being able to have Noah touch her more than she would like to admit.
She slowly got up and went to lay on the couch, "No, not enough room. We need to move to your bedroom." Rachel looked at him cautiously, "Jesus Rachel, come on."
He grabbed her hand and guided her into her bed room. She laid face down and held her breath as we went to straddle her backside. He started rubbing her back in circular motions, "this isn't working, you need to take off your shirt."
"Noah"
"Rachel, do you want a bomb ass back rub or not?"
She sat up and looked at him, "turn around."
"Seriously, it's not anything I haven't seen before." Rachel gave him a dirty look, "Fine." He looked away as she took off her shirt. She unclipped her bra and lay back down on the bed.
He was right. The skin to skin contact felt much better. "Thank you, Noah." She whispered.
She suddenly felt his hot breath in her ear, "Anytime, babe." He kissed her ear softly and sat back continuing to give her probably the best massages she ever had.
Noah could feel her relax the longer he rubbed. He suddenly could feel his jeans get tighter.
He cautiously leaned down and started kissing her shoulder blades, then down her spine.
"Noah," she breathed. It was more of a 'keep doing that' sound than a 'please stop'
She turned over slowly, as he moved off of her. He laid next to her. They stared at each other for a moment when he brushed a piece of hair from her face. He slowly inched his face closer and brushed his lips on hers.
An electric shock went through her and she found herself kissing back.
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