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A/N: It feels like forever since I last updated and I apologize. It's been a busy week and I know that a shitty excuse but I'm still sorry. Let me know what you guys think of this chapter.


"You bolted." Santana accused when she found Rachel hiding under the covers later that night. "Britts, Tina, and I looked everywhere for you in the club and around town."

Rachel peaked out from under the blankets to see Santana, Brittany, and Tina standing in the doorway of the room. "I came back here."

"Why'd you run?" Tina asked.

"Puck looked so sad when he couldn't find you after the song." Brittany sighed. "That song was so sweet and you just left."

"I don't want to talk about it." Rachel turned over and after a few minutes she was left alone to wallow in self-pity.


Rachel stood nervously on the stage. This was probably the only time in her entire life that she was actually nervous about putting on a performance. She didn't even have that big of an audience. It was just her, Santana, Brittany, Tina, Puck, and the rest of the band.

She smiled softly at Matty. "I know you guys usually do rock-type songs but I was hoping you and the band could help with one more song. It's a little slower than you're used to but I'd really appreciate it if you could help with this."

"Of course." Matty nodded.

Rachel smiled brighter and told the band, minus Puck, what she wanted them to play as she sang. She was a little surprised they actually knew the song but she pushed those thoughts away as she turned to look down from the stage where Puck was sitting at a table with Brittany, Tina, and Santana.

Santana nodded, urging Rachel on and she took a deep breath before the music started.

I still remember the look on your face
Lit through the darkness at 1:58
The words that you whispered are just ours to know
You told me you loved me so why did you go away, go away

I do recall now the smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane
That July 9th the beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt, I can still feel your arms

But now I'll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you miss

Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips

I do remember the swing of your step
The life of the party, you're showing off again
And I roll my eyes and then you pulled me in
I'm not much for dancing but for you did

Because I loved your handshake, meeting my father
I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets
How you'd kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something
There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions

And I'll go, sit on the floor wearing your clothes
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you miss

Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips, ooh

Rachel took a step forward and looked up, not wanting to meet Puck's gaze because she knew if she did the tears would take over.

So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I'll feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are

And I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day
And something reminds you, you wish you had stayed
We can plan for a change in weather and time
I never planned on you changing your mind

So, I'll go, sit on the floor wearing your clothes
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you miss

I never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips
Just like our last kiss, forever the name on my lips
Forever the name on my lips, just like our last

The song faded out and Rachel could already feel her chest tightening. She dared to look down and instantly regretted it. She couldn't read the expression on Puck's face. It was blank and Rachel had no idea what that meant.

"That was great, Rachel." Matty said quietly, moving silently to grip her shoulder and she nodded, biting back the tears.

"Thank you." She replied politely before slipping off of the stage to lock herself in the bathroom.

It was several minutes later before she heard a knock at the locked door and she didn't even have to ask to know who it was. She opened it after a minute of debating with herself to be met with Puck's eyes.

He pushed himself into the bathroom and locked the door back before turning to face her. "What happened last night?" He asked. "Why did you take off like that?"

"I don't know." She looked down at her feet and shrugged.

"Bullshit." He said angrily and she narrowed up eyes up at him. "Give me an answer, Rach. An honest answer."

She turned away from him and pretended to be interested in the chipped fingernail polish that covered her nails. "What do you want me to say, Noah?"

"The truth." He told her desperately. "Fuck, Rachel, I don't know either. You have been running away from me ever since high school."

"Me?" She whirled around to glare at him. "You were the one that left me last year. That was you, Noah. You ran, not me." She poked him in the chest.

"You know what, Rachel? You have been trying to find a reason to not be with me. You've been trying to come up with some excuse to leave and not feel bad about it. Well, here it is. I'm giving you an out. You don't want to be with me, that's fine, but don't stand here and pretend like this is all my fault." His voice was laced with venom. "You think you're too good for me and maybe you are but… damn it, Rachel, we could work. Somehow… we could work."

"I'm not searching for a reason to not be with you." She stepped back from him.

"Then why are you running?" He asked, desperate for an answer.

"Because!" She screamed and her voice was suddenly small and sad. "Because… it's not that I think I'm too good for, it's not. I'm just… I'm scared, Noah."

"Scared of what?"

She shook her head and bit into her bottom lip. "Of you figuring it out." Rachel wiped a tear away that had somehow escaped before taking a shaky breath. "Figuring out that you don't really want me. You could have anyone, Noah, so why would you settle for me? When I saw you up there on that stage last night… you love singing just as much as I love being on Broadway. Everyone has always told me that I wouldn't make it. Everyone always told me I wasn't good enough. Everyone but you. You have pushed me and supported, Noah, and I needed that. I needed you to believe in me and… and if you choose me, you have to give what you love to do. I could never ask to you do that. I would never do that to you."

"Do you love me?" He asked, barely above a whisper.

"Noah." She screwed her eyes shut.

"Do you? Because I love you."

"No! You don't get to use those words." She smacked his chest. "You left me and chose a CD; you chose Ryan and LA over me. Those words are off limits to you."

"I love you." He repeated, stepping towards her so that she was backed against the gray wall of the bathroom. "I love you."

His fingers danced on her hips and he pressed against her so she was trapped between him and the wall. His lips lowered to her neck and she felt her throat dry suddenly. She should not be feeling like this. She should be smacking him and screaming at him but instead she found herself sinking against him and floating in all of his warmth.

"I love you, Rachel." His breath was hot on her cheek and then his mouth was on hers, teasing her as his tongue licked along her bottom lip, requesting entrance, and then darting in when she parted her lips. "Do you love me?" He pulled away quickly, breaking the kiss and she whimpered when his lips left hers.

"No." She replied weakly and they both knew she was lying.

He ground his hips against her and his fingers dug harder into her waist. She moaned feeling his hardness even through his jeans and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold him off for much longer. She wasn't exactly sure why she was fighting him to begin with though.

"Rachel, now is not the time to play hard to get." He murmured. "I want you and I know you want me." He pressed against her, harder this time, and nipped at her earlobe. "All you have to do is say it and I'll do whatever you want. I'll take you up against this wall so hard you won't be able to think straight; I'll have you coming so hard you'll be saying my name every time you move for a week."

"Noah." She whined. He was teasing her and they both knew it.

He smirked when his name passed out of her lips and he quickly unzipped his jeans to help relieve some of the tightness in his pants. He watched as her hands reached out and yanked his shirt up his chest; she had always liked his abs.

"Little help here?" She pleaded and he let go of her long enough to pull his shirt over his head.

His fingers leapt out and made quick work unbuttoning her blouse, letting it hang open to reveal a purple, lace bra. He smiled in satisfaction and hiked up her skirt, pushing her panties down until they crumpled around her ankles. She pushed her hips out and moaned when she felt his fingers slip inside of her.

"Noah." She whispered, moving in rhythm with his hand.

"You feel so good." He told her huskily. He was dying to be inside of her but he wanted to build this up. "So tight."

She hadn't been with Noah – or anyone, for that matter – in months so she knew this wasn't going to last long. She felt her body giving in and she cried out as she came around his fingers. He smirked in satisfaction when she slumped against him, trying to catch her breath.

"You okay?" He asked, helping her so that she could stand straight.

"More than okay." She nodded and yanked his jeans down from his hips, pushing his boxers with them.

Her thumb traced the head and he groaned pushing himself into her hand. "Noah." She whispered huskily and stroked him a few times for good measure. "I love you."

"Fuck, Rach." He moaned and pushed her hand away. "You know, I've never had a problem with keeping my shit together until you."

"It's one of my many talents." She smirked.

"Say it again." He told her.

"I love you." She kissed him and felt him line himself up with her before roughly thrusting into her, making her gasp and forcing her up on her toes. "Fuck, Noah." She moaned, letting herself adjust to him. "You're so big." She murmured in his ear and he shuddered. She didn't do it very often but he found it hard to keep control when she talked dirty. It was something he had taught her and something they both knew she only did with him.

He moved against her, pushing her up on her toes with each breath he took, thrusting her off balance each time. She clung to his shoulders and moaned with him. It was like their own little song with each little moan and whimper she would make as he rocked harder and harder into her. He liked it rough and he knew Rachel could get a little rough at times but he could tell he was starting to hurt her so he slowed his pace.

"Rachel." He whispered, making her eyes flutter shut just from the sound of his voice, hot and dark and filled with her name. "Oh, God, Rachel." He came hard, dragging her over the edge with him and they spent a good three minutes clinging to each other, with him still inside of her, as they struggled to catch their breaths.

"Noah." She panted into his neck as he carefully pulled out of her. "I love you." She let her lips drag across his cheek to his lips. "I love you so much."

"So stop running." He replied.

"I'm done running if you are." She whispered.


Reviews? Good? Bad? I'm thinking I can make this about 16-18 chapters but I need to know how you guys want this fic to end. I suck at writing endings so any advice or suggestions would be great.