Puck lounged on his couch, shoving potato chips in his mouth four at a time. His mom was working the late shift again and his sister was fast asleep upstairs in her room. The TV was on, but he was barely watching. He was thinking about Quinn, but then again when wasn't he thinking about her? There was a quiet knock on the door. He jumped up, confused, and opened it.
Rachel was standing, shoulders hunched and head low. "Hi," she whispered, barely looking up.
Puck rubbed his eyes, unsure if he had fallen asleep and was dreaming. "Rachel?" he asked the possible dream figure.
"Can I come in?" she asked softly.
He nodded and she walked in, settling herself on the couch. "Did I interrupt something?" she eyed the potato chips and the outline of his body on the cushion.
Puck shrugged, "Nothing important, just watching TV."
Rachel picked up the remote and turn off the television. He sat down next to her. "So what's up," he asked.
She didn't answer; she just looked around the room. Puck followed her eyes onto a Star of David hanging on the wall. He looked back to her, confused. He was startled to see that Rachel's eyes began to fill with tears.
"Rachel?" he asked.
She quickly tore her eyes away from the wall and onto Puck. "What were you saying?"
"What's wrong, Rachel?"
She shook her head. "I just wanted to see if you found a good song to sing this week."
He doubted she was crying because she was nervous about his song choice, but he went with it. "No, not yet. Did you?"
Rachel bounded up, tears gone from her eyes. "Noah! You have to sing in two days and you don't know a song? I'm singing tomorrow, of course I'm prepared."
"What song?"
Her hand fluttered to her chest. "Noah, I can't tell you that."
"Whatever," Puck sat back into the cushion, "That's why you came? To tell me you're ready for tomorrow?"
"Well, no. I had a feeling you wouldn't be prepared so I brought you a song you might like," she smiled and handed him the song she picked out.
"I can get my own song, thanks," he huffed, tossing the paper beside him.
"I was just trying to help," Rachel's eyes began to fill with tears again.
Puck sighed. "Don't cry, please. I'm sorry."
Rachel plopped down on the floor, crushing a loan potato chip. She winced at the sound of it breaking and slid on the carpet away from it. Tears began to overflow in her eyes and spill out. Puck hated seeing girls cry, it made him feel like crap. He sat down next to her, avoiding the broken chip. He patted her back awkwardly and repeated, "There, there. It'll be alright. I'm sorry."
Rachel swatted his hand away. "I'm not upset because of your rudeness towards me, Noah. It's because of Finn."
Puck leaned back, resting himself on his hands behind him. "I thought you were gonna let him be happy without you. Or something."
"I tried," she admitted, "But I just love and miss him too much for that. I need him. But he likes Quinn and she likes him."
Puck smirked slightly, but tried to fix his smile back into a frown before Rachel could see. His facial expression change did not go unnoticed. "Why are you so happy about that, Noah?"
He cleared his throat and said in one large breath, "Me and Quinn kissed and I told her she has a decision to make and she might pick me."
Puck smiled largely and Rachel squealed. "That's incredible, Noah! We're one step closer to getting them back! Although that is truly terrible of you to make her choose and cheat on Sam again," she briefly scolded.
"But if she picks me, you get Miracle-grow back," he gently nudged her shoulder with his.
Rachel shook her head. "Not necessarily, Noah. If Quinn doesn't pick Finn that still doesn't mean he picks me. He could still want her."
"Oh. I didn't think of that."
"I know," she stood up, "Please look at the song I got you. I think you'll like it, Noah. Goodnight."
She let herself out of the door. Puck leaned forward and reached for the song. He read it over and reminded himself to thank Rachel tomorrow for finding the perfect song for him to sing to Quinn.
I really appreciate the alerts, but I'm not sure if I'm going to continue. Not too many people seem to be reading the chapters so this might be the last, unfortunately. Or I'll just post all that I have written so far. Maybe. I don't know. But, enjoy :)
