Age 16
"Noah! Noah!" He heard the shouts before he heard the banging. Rachel was rapping hard on his bedroom door before she opened it and marched in. "Your mom let me in, I need to talk to you, could you put some clothes on?" She eyed him sitting up in bed with just his boxers on.
"Well yeah, I was going to before I realised it was," he glanced at the clock on his bedside table, "Eight o'clock in the morning! Rach, what the hell are you doing here?" He grabbed a pair of grey joggers from the floor and dragged them on as Rachel sat down on his bed.
It was then that he noticed her eyes were red raw.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"He- He cheated on me." She swallowed thickly and fresh tears began to stream down her cheeks.
"Idiot." Puck murmured before taking Rachel in his arms and rocking her gently and kissing the crown of her brunette hair softly. "Want me to beat him up?"
"No thank you Noah," Rachel replied looking up at him, "Although that is a lovely gesture.
"I've always said Hudson didn't deserve you. Who was it? Some skank from the Cheerios?"
"Santana."
"Well there's your case. You're better off away from him. 'Cause you're better than the both of them Rach, trust me."
Rachel laughed wearily and smiled gratefully up at Noah. He was perfect; he was always there for her.
"Thank you." She whispered into his bare chest, snuggling down as Noah lay back down on the bed, with his arm still wrapped around her.
"No problem."