A/N: I apologise if this chapter isn't as good, I just wanted to release this one as there probably won't be chapter 11 for a week. Thank you for all of your feedback! Enjoy :)

Chapter 10

As I followed her into her room, I felt that familiar feeling that I wasn't used to when it came to chicks. The Puckzilla is more of a one time man. I knew I was screwed as soon as she looked up at me.

'Did you mean what you said…when you said you wanted me to tell you everything?'

I nodded. 'I'm here to listen Rach.'

My eyes traced the room; nothing had changed since that night I accidentally spent with her. But at the same time, everything had changed. The room looked the same, still clinically white with the pink bed; but there weren't so many gold stars dotted about anymore. In fact the only one I could see was placed on the wall behind her desk. I couldn't help but feel it was something to do with me. My eyes roved over the bed. It wasn't the first time I'd daydreamed when it came to that bed; but this time it was for a different reason. I used to think it'd be kinda hot to make out with her on the bed, but a shiver ran down my spine. Had she made movies on that bed?

'No.' I turned my attention to her and she was watching me shaking her head. 'I know what you're thinking. I would never bring my professional life here. Ever.'

Was I really that fucking transparent? 'Professional life?'

'Don't play the innocent card now Noah. Ever since you found out you've looked at me like I disgust you. Or anything to do with me for that matter. If that's what you feel, I don't need you in my life Noah; so I'd prefer you to leave now.'

She gestured to her open bedroom door. I walked towards the door and shut it firmly, turning to look at her again. 'I meant it when I said I was sorry. I wanna be part of your life, whatever that means to you.'

She just stood looking at me for a minute. 'You want to know about it, don't you?' She sat on the chair behind her at her desk and exhaled steadily. 'Go on then.'

'I don't need to know what you don't wanna tell me.'

She looked down at her fingers. 'I was out window shopping by myself on Rodeo Drive. I was sixteen. A man in a suit approached me on the street. He handed me his card, telling me he was a big filmmaker and asked me if I'd ever been interested in modelling or being on film. Being a dreamer I said yes of course. He said he would like to screen test me for his latest film. I was elated when he paid that particular interest into a girl like me, a guy had never done that for me before. I agreed, and a few days later I was in a large warehouse with him and a film crew. Then I realised what sort of films they were making. I should have been outraged and stormed out of there as soon as I realised, I knew I should. But then I thought of dad and daddy. We all knew daddy was getting sicker and dad and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Dad insisted he didn't want me to have anything to do with it, he wanted to protect me. But I knew I had to do something. Dad needed money to help daddy, and we never had enough. I knew how much porn made with each film, and I suddenly found a way to help. I told dad and daddy I'd found a temp job, while I went to the warehouse and lied about my age so I could make those films.'

She wouldn't look at me. It sucked thinking of her all vulnerable like she looked just sitting there.

'I never wanted it to happen. Somehow my films spread, and I got a little recognition, meaning I could be in more films. All it meant to me was more money to help dad and daddy who'd given up everything for me. It got to the point where I had enough money to help them, and I didn't need to do those films anymore. I quit and directors kept hounding me to be in more films, offering me obscene amounts of money. But I promised myself once I was out, I was out. Dad put daddy out of his misery, and somehow it got out. They took him away from me and locked him up. It was the first time I went to visit him in jail that he told me I should leave L.A. He told me his mom was living here in Lima and that I should go visit. I knew it would be longer than a visit just by looking at his face behind that glass. So I said goodbye to my dad and came to Lima.'

I crouched down on my knees in front of her and covered her hands in mine. Her eyes were closed, her head down; a tear ran down her cheek.

'You're safe now.'

Her eyes stayed closed. 'The whole of McKinley knows. I'm not safe here.' Her bloodstained eyes opened and she looked at me, glassy eyed.

'What if my bubbeh finds out? Where am I going to run off to then?'

I squeezed her hands lightly. 'She's not gonna find out. I'll lay out anyone who tries to leak anything.'

She shook her head. 'The last thing I need is another guy I care about locked up.'

I wanted to jump up and down knowing she cared about me.

'Is that really why you bailed me out this morning?'

She looked down and nodded before looking at me again. 'I was really mad at you Noah for being like that with me yesterday. But I knew underneath it all, you are a good guy as much as I know you try and pretend otherwise. You don't deserve jail.'

I scoffed. 'It seems you're the only one round here that thinks so.'

'It doesn't matter what they think.'

I smiled at her. 'Hey, that's my line.' I answered back softly.

That got her to smile. She sniffled and I reached up onto her desk and passed her a tissue. She smiled and nodded to me as a thank you.

'How did you know I like Foster The People…?'

I shrugged trying to play it cool. 'You like good music. Of course you like them.'

She chuckled a little. 'Thank you, Noah.'

'What for?'

'Just, for being you.'

She looked deep into my eyes and smiled. I turned my eyes to the wall on the other side of her desk and the gold star.

'Where have the other stars gone?'

'They were part of who I was. Not who I am.'

'You'll always be a star.'

She giggled. 'You're so cheesy.'

I shrugged. 'I do try.'

My phone buzzed in my pocket.

Nina

Where you at? Tapping Rachel finally? X

I rolled my eyes and saw Rachel looking concerned down at me. 'Everything okay…?'

I nodded keeping my eyes on my phone. 'Yeah, just Nina being a dick as usual.'

She nodded slowly and then rose out of her chair. 'Well you can call her if you want; I think I'm going to spend some time on my elliptical machine. Some say exercise is an emotional release, and I tend to believe such a theory. You can see yourself out can't you?'

I nodded getting to my feet. 'Sure.'

She grabbed some clothes from her draws against the opposite wall and walked out of the room without another word. I kinda thought it was weird but whatever.

I know I shoulda left. She basically told me to. I just couldn't help myself. About half an hour later I was sitting on her bed and she reappeared in the doorway patting her face with a pink towel. Damn she looked good.

Her hair was pushed back by a headband and tied up with a hair band at the back. The only thing covering her body was a white towel that clung to her middle. I couldn't keep my eyes away. Drops of water still stuck to her skin. I had to fold my hands in my lap, I wasn't gonna suffer another McKinley slip in her bedroom.

When she moved the towel away from her face she was surprised to see me just sitting there, understandably.

'Noah…'

I don't really understand what happened. I stopped thinking and just took to my feet. I just kept watching the way her olive skinned neck glistened under the spotlights of her bedroom. She stood against her doorframe when I cornered her. Just being that close to her made it pretty damn hard for me to not lose it all and just make every thought I'd had come true.

Dark molten eyes looked up at me, her mouth centimetres from mine.

'Noah…'

Just hearing her breathe my name nearly made me lose it. As my blood started to move downwards, I moved my mouth down to her neck and pressed against it with my lips. Her head fell back against the white doorframe with a quiet thud. I licked a stripe over the water making her neck glisten, finally tasting her skin that was just as smooth as it looked. I felt her swallow and she gripped tighter onto the little pink towel in her fist. Her breath hissed out from between those lips.

'Noah…' she brought up her bunched fists to my chest and nudged me backwards. '…We can't do this…'

I moved my face back out of her space and it hit me like a wrecking ball that I knew she was right. I looked at her just standing there in that damp towel and I wanted her. The worst part was, I knew I couldn't have her. Or more like she wouldn't have me.

I nodded. 'Okay.'

I moved back away from her and got my ass outta there as fast as I could.

I tried to block out the sight of her in that towel. I tried when I jumped down from the tree outside her window. I tried when I walked across to my house. I tried when I shut the front door behind me. I tried to distract myself with my mom lecturing me about my 'nightly activities' or whatever the fuck she said. I tried when I pushed my bedroom door shut and flopped on my bed. Nothing worked. It didn't help that Puck junior seemed to have a very vivid memory and had no shame in hiding it.

With no better options I locked myself in the bathroom and chucked my old clothes in a pile in the corner by the radiator. I turned on the shower, adjusting the head so it was tall enough for me to stand under properly. I made sure to make it cold, the last thing I needed was to make it worse.

As the water moved through my mohawk I couldn't help imagining what it would feel like if her hand was running through it, tugging on it. I remembered how good it felt that time in my truck when we kissed and I didn't wanna stop. With a mind of its own, my hand slid down my body and palmed over my dick. The water moving against my hand gave me some friction as I started moving my hand up and down. I moved lighter than I normally would, imagining it was her small hand taking care of me. I imagined the way she'd be looking at me. That way she can look so innocent and so hot as fuck at the same time. God I loved that look. A low growl escaped as I started moving my hand faster, I don't think I coulda been any harder. I let my mind wander; it always ended up in the same place, and I always woke in a sweat.

She'd come by the house, and I'd answer the door thinking it was the guys coming over for a gaming session. She'd give me that look and I'd know what she had come by for. She'd closed the door behind herself and walk towards me into the hallway. She'd know exactly the game she was playing. She'd kiss my lips softly at first, slowly losing control when I'd slide my hands under her shirt and remove it. I'd bite her neck and she'd breathe out my name but I wouldn't stop. She'd pop the button on my jeans when I push her against the wall and undo my zipper, knowing exactly how good she felt rubbing me like that. I'd bite her bottom lip and she'd slip her hand into my boxers, stroking my already hard dick. I'd rip her panties off, not giving a fuck. She'd gasp as I slowly filled her up, begging me to go faster. I'd keep going slow until she couldn't beg anymore; then I'd pick her up and she'd wrap those legs around my waist and we'd fuck till neither one of us could move anymore.

I squeezed harder, feeling myself close to the edge when I imagined how good it would be to be inside her and feel her coming around me. That's when with a grunt I lost it and came all over the floor of the shower. I laid my head against the cool tiles and panted till I could breathe again.