A/N: Again, I do not own anything Glee. I don't own the song either. The lyrics are from "Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore by REO Speedwagon." I think this was my favorite chapter to write so far(:

"Where are we going exactly?" asked Puck as he was getting pulled through the parking lot.

"Just a place, oh c'mon, would you rather still be sitting in the choir room, or do something fun?"

Rachel Berry, fun? He didn't think that was possible.

"We're not gonna go sing show tunes, are we?" he said with objection.

"Just get in," said Rachel, holding the passenger's door to her pink Volkswagen open for Puck to get in.

"Uh, I'm not getting in that." His eyes suddenly grew wide.

"Well what other options do we have?" Rachel said matter-of-factly.

He looked around to make sure 1. That no one saw him with Rachel and 2. That no one saw him getting into a pink Volkswagen with Rachel.

"So, tell me where we're going?" he asked again.

"Just buckle up and be quiet," she demanded.

That was the first time he'd ever seen her be forceful. He sort of liked that side of her.

"Let's turn some music on," said Rachel turning the knob on her dashboard.

Puck expected to hear "Don't Rain on my parade" by Barbra Streisand or "Defying Gravity," something show-tuney. But to his surprise, the sound of Neil Diamond's voice cascaded through the speakers.

Sweet Caroline, good times never seemed so good. I've been inclined, ba ba ba, to believe it never would.

"You like that song?" Puck asked confused. He never imagined Rachel listening to Neil Diamond.

"It's my favorite! Neil Diamond is a personal favorite of mine, but I might just be subjective since he's Jewish," said Rachel rambling on in her Rachel Berry way.

Rachel's Jewish? He really didn't know anything about her.

"Since we have some time, let's just do the activities that Mr. Schu has on these papers," Rachel suggested.

"Alright," he uttered. There was no use arguing with Rachel Berry. She usually got what she wanted.

"Number 1, who is your favorite musician?" Rachel asked Puck.

"Hmm, I'd have to say Neil Diamond."

"Nice choice. Number 2, what is it that made you want to join Glee?"

"Um, why don't you answer first?" Crap, this is terrible. If she finds out about the dare, he could end up being kicked out of Glee and she'd hate him. Normally he could care less what Rachel Berry thought, but hanging out with her these past few days had made him care.

"I love music. I love singing, I love performing. I love having the spotlight on me."

Puck rolled his eyes.

"But not for the reason people think. Everyone thinks that I'm this attention seeker who only cares about herself, but I love Glee because it makes me feel good about myself. It's the only time when I feel confident and beautiful and I'm good at it. Sometimes I feel like it's the only thing I'm good at." Puck could tell she was being honest and real with him. He liked that she trusted him so much. Why couldn't he just do the same and tell her the truth?

"So enough about me, what was your reason for joining Glee?" Rachel said stopping the car.

"It started as a dare." He saw Rachel glare at him out of the corner of his eye. "But then I started to love it. I've always loved music; it was the only thing that helped me get through my dad walking out on us. It would help me get through the times when I just wanted to punch a wall or yell at my dad. It just helped me express my emotions." Sitting there with Rachel, those words just came naturally to him. He loved not hiding his emotions, he loved being able to say whatever he wanted.

"I knew your intentions weren't good when you started out. I wanted to believe you were different Noah, but I didn't think it was possible."

Puck looked disappointed. He was used to hurting people, disappointing them, but disappointing Rachel sent a surge of guilt through him. He felt disgusted with himself.

Why do I have these feelings? I don't want them, I can't want them, but I can't fight them either.

"Then as I'm sitting here with you, I'm thinking that I might be right. There's more to you than I thought. I thought you were this bully that just went around taking out his anger on the world, particularly in the form of throwing slushies in my face, but there's just so much I really don't know about you. I misjudged you, and I was wrong." Rachel Berry admitting she was wrong? Another first.

"I'm sorry," Puck said turning to face her, "I really am. I never meant to humiliate you or hurt you or make you feel less than you are, you deserve better than that. And its okay, I misjudged you too. I thought you were some annoying, self-proclaimed diva who always whined when she didn't get her way. I thought you talked way too much, but I actually like it when you ramble. It's sort of a nervous habit, isn't it?"

"I-I suppose," she said sounding like Tina.

"You're special Rachel, and I'm sorry if I've ever made you feel like anything less." They both sat there staring at each other. Puck didn't know what to do. He certainly couldn't kiss her, but he certainly couldn't look away either.

"Follow me," Rachel said, breaking the silence. She got out of the car and they walked into a bowling alley.

"Rachel Berry bowls?" said Puck sarcastically.

"And she's pretty darn good at it too," Rachel teased, "probably better at it than you."

"Oh yeah, bring it!"

Rachel grabbed a pink ball and threw it. It knocked down all ten pins.

"Not bad Berry. So how did you find out about this place?" he asked grabbing his red ball off the ball return.

"Finn took me here once," Rachel said casually.

Finn, Finn, it's always about Finn. He sounded like a jealous boyfriend. How could he sound like a jealous boyfriend when he didn't even want to be friends with her? It's not that he didn't want to be friends with her; it's that he couldn't be. The high school food chain wouldn't allow it.

"Oh, he did?" he asked pretending not to care.

"Yeah, he was trying to get me to come back to Glee because he needed a scholarship."

"When was this?"

"What's with the interrogation, Noah?" Rachel laughed, "Just bowl."

She was right. He sounded like a dad questioning his daughter. It was none of his business who she hung out with.

As he was sitting down, he heard music coming from somewhere.

"What's that?" he asked.

"There's a karaoke bar here." Just then, her eyes twinkled. She had an idea. Normally, Puck hated that, but he actually didn't mind.

"Let's go!" she said yet again pulling him towards the bar.

"I don't know if this is such a great idea. I mean, are you sure you want to ruin your reputation as the star by singing with someone like me," he joked.

"This is a chance for you to help your reputation. Singing with a star like me might make you better," she joked back.

The man and woman who were singing finished their song and got off stage. Puck and Rachel walked up and turned on the music.

Rachel started out,

I can't fight this feeling any longer. And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow. What started out as friendship has grown stronger. I only wish I had the strength to let it show.

When she sang, it touched something in Puck. Chills ran down his spine and goose bumps formed all over his arms. He couldn't help but stare at her. She really was beautiful. Puck hardly ever used that word to describe anyone; he usually called girls 'hot.' But he couldn't objectify Rachel in that way. She was beautiful, gorgeous, alluring. He could have continued thinking about her, but it was his turn to sing.

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever. I said there is no reason for my fear. Cause I feel so secure when we're together. You give my life direction, you make everything so clear.

It was crazy how accurate this song described his feelings. It was crazy how accurate this song described her feelings. He moved closer to her and held out his hand. She grabbed it and they sang together.

And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight. You're a candle in the window, on a cold, dark winter's night. And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore. I've forgotten what I started fighting for. It's time to bring this ship into the shore, and throw away the oars, forever.

He spun her around and into his arms.

Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore. I've forgotten what I started fighting for. And if I have to crawl upon the floor, come crashing through your door, baby I can't fight this feeling anymore.

He let her go and she walked in a circle around him as he continued to sing his lines.

My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you. I've been running round in circles in my mind. And it always seems that I'm following you, girl, cause you take me to the places, that alone I'd never find.

As she walked closer to him, he felt a rush. It was as if the breath was knocked out of him. It was something he'd never experienced before and he had to admit that he liked it.

And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight. You're a candle in the wind, on a cold, dark winter's night. And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might. And I can't fight this feeling anymore. I've forgotten what I started fighting for. It's time to bring this ship into the shore, and throw away the oars, forever.

As they finished out the ending of the song, they stared into each other's eyes. The crowd was eating it up. They loved the performance. They were standing and cheering and although half of them were probably drunk, it was hard to deny the chemistry of their performance.

Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore. I've forgotten what I started fighting for. And if I have to crawl upon the floor, come crashing through your door, baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.

They stood there, staring at each other. For the first time in his life, he wanted to kiss Rachel Berry. He wanted her to be in his arms, and he wanted her to be his. For the first time in a long time, she had feelings of a romantic nature for someone besides Finn. Possibly, these feelings might be even stronger.