A/N: Okay so here it is now, I'm not goign to bore you with a super long AN. so here goes, I know you're going to hate me for this but this chapter is REALLY short. Its just a moment with Puck picking up Rachel at her house. But dont worry. I'm posting another chapter after this one to make up for it. So Enjoy. And please REVIEW. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own glee, at all or any of the hangover dialogue used, even though I wish I could have mark salling all to myself ;)
The Hangover
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It doesn't take long for Puck to reach Rachel's house. I mean, come on its Lima, Ohio. He leaves his truck running before getting out and ringing her doorbell.
Leroy an Hiram Berry answer the door and Puck nods respectably to them.
"Hello Mr. and Mr. Berry." he greets them.
"Hello Noah. Here to pick up Rachel?" Hiram asks, motioning for Puck to come inside.
"Sure am." he replies stepping through the doorway. "She ready?" he asks looking in the direction of her bedroom up the stairs.
"I think so." Leroy shrugs. "You can never be sure."
"Rachel honey. Noah is here." Hiram shouts.
"Coming!" Puck hears Rachel sing-song, causing him to chuckle. He waits patiently until Rachel appears at the top of the stairs and his jaw almost drops as she runs down them.
She's wearing jeans and a black form fitting t-shirt and he had no idea that she even owned a pair of jeans. She said went shopping with Mercedes, Quinn and Santana a few days ago but wow. She laughs and he imagines its because of his facial expression, he's still not used to seeing her in this kind of stuff. Her dads standoff to the side as Rachel launches herself into Puck's waiting and open arms.
"We match." he points out and her eyes widen insecurely.
"I can go change if you want." she offers, pulling out of his embrace but he shakes his head and pulls her in tighter, shrugging against the length of her body.
"I like it." he says simply, staring into her deep brown eyes. The electrified silence is broken by one of her dad as he clears his throat. They pull apart and face him.
"Sweetie, your dad has something he wants to give you. He's in the kitchen." Leroy tells her, pointing toward the door that leads into the kitchen. She smiles at Puck before bounding through the door to find her father.
"Noah, Hiram and I would appreciate it if you would keep an eye on Rachel while you all are in Las Vegas. I have no doubts Mr. Schuester is capable of seeing that each and everyone of you are safe, but we would feel a lot better knowing you were looking out for her." Leroy explains. Puck doesn't even have to think about it before he replies.
"I wont take my eyes off her. You have my word." Puck assures him and Rachel's dad nods at him.
"Daddy has your word on what?" Rachel wonders curiously, reappearing with her other father at her side.
"Nothing. Just that I wont do anything too stupid while we're gone that way ma wont worry. You know how she can be sometimes." he shrugs a small forced chuckle falling from his lips.
Rachel doesn't comment, hugging her fathers before starting toward the door a bag in hand. Puck takes her suitcase from her and throws it into the back before sliding into the driver seat beside her.
"So who are we picking up next?" she asks eagerly, a wide smile lighting up her features.