Okay how do you spell his name? Shuester or Schuester cause I swear I spell it different every time!
Thank you so so much everyone, loved the reviews.
Alot of you will be wondering about Rachel's reaction at the end, fear not it'll be explained.

Also loved Angry!Puck when Jesse was a douche to Rachel last episode.


Chapter Twelve: Girlfriend

Rachel's determined steps faltered as she spotted Quinn taking a seat in the empty choir room, she made to turn around when the blonde cheerio's eyes caught her own. Heaving a sigh she made her way to the front row, carefully setting down her backpack under her chair, just as she was about to sit a voice stopped her.

"Thank you."

Brow furrowing she lifted her head to look at Quinn, "For what?"

Quinn sighed and a bitter smile emerged, "I lied, I really did think you would tell. I thought you would go running to Finn the minute I told you."

"Why would I tell? Although you may not want it, my opinion is that you should tell Finn, I mean doesn't he have the right to know he was about to become a father?"

Her sentence trailed off as she spotted Quinn's eyes beginning to water and the tell tale signs of a wobbling bottom lip.

"Oh, Oh. Quinn –"

"You can't tell! I swear I'll kill you if you tell!"

Rachel sighed and left her seat in favour of sitting beside the distraught girl, she hesitantly reached out to touch her shoulder, exhaling a surprised gasp as Quinn launched herself into her arms, sobbing harshly against her chest.

"It didn't mean anything, I was drunk and Finn was spending so much time with you and this stupid club! And Pu-he was just there and it happened and then there was this baby and I prayed for it to go away. I prayed, Rachel! And now it's gone, my baby's gone."

Rachel squeezed the blonde to her just a little bit tighter as the guilt began to settle in. Logically she knew she didn't force Quinn to cheat on her boyfriend but it was her fault that Finn began to drift away. So consumed by her need to divert her attention away from Puck she didn't realise that she was slowly ruining someone elses relationship. Shifting she gently pushed the sobbing girl upright and began to gently swipe at her cheeks, removing the tears and mascara marks from the otherwise unblemished skin. She really was a beautiful girl, despite her usual nasty behaviour towards Rachel.

"Manhands –"

"I won't tell. Now clean up, the others will be here soon and I highly doubt that you want them to see you like this."

Rachel was back into her original seat just as the rest of the Glee Club made their way into the room. She chuckled as Brittany bounced past her with a pat on the head. Her breath caught as Puck made his way slowly into the room and his eyes meet her own and held there for a few seconds before he made his way over to the band and picked up his guitar and began to strum softly. Taking a deep breath Rachel forced a smile as Mr Schuester made his way into the room.

"Alright, any idea's for the mash up?" There was a brief pause of silence, "C'mon, it's like you're daring me to start dancing."

Puck turned, his hand lazily lifted, "I've been working on something. It's my personal tribute to a musical Jewish icon."

Rachel straightened when he looked in her direction, caught between disbelief and amazement as she realised he was about to sing a solo. More importantly sing a solo for her.

"Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then I know it's growing strong
Oh, wasn't the spring, whooo
And spring became the summer
Who'd believe you'd come along

Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe it never would

Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh I've been inclined to believe it never would

Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good
Ohh, no no no."

Oh, Rachel was in so much trouble right now because between his velvety voice and the way his gaze seemed to burn into her own as he smiled at her, she realised she really had no hope in hell of keeping this boy out her life.


Puck smirked against Rachel's neck as she let out little gasps every time his teeth nipped at the delicate skin, leaving his mark on her. Winding a hand into her hair he tugged her head back to give him more access to the smooth skin, suppressing a groan when her fingers slide up the back of his Mohawk, nails scraping lighting across the back of his neck. Prepping kisses up her jaw line he claimed her lips once more, pulling her further into him grunting in satisfaction as her hot centre came into contact with his crotch. His hand left her waist to slide up under her skirt, squeezing her hip as his fingers played under the elastic of her panties, stroking the soft skin of her ass before squeezing, enjoying the soft groans vibrating through her lips.

"Eww."

Puck protested as Rachel shot off his lap with wide eyes, staring at the new comer with a terrified expression. He watched amused as it morphed into one of extreme annoyance.

"Santana!"

"I forgot my bag, didn't expect you two to be sucking face. Carry on, don't mind me."

Puck smirked, "We won't."

"Noah!"

Santana huffs a laugh as she swings her backpack over her shoulder, "You know if you keep yelling our names like that, it's gonna sound real kinky in here, B."

Both Santana and Puck watched in amusement as a violent blush worked its way across Rachel's cheek. Both wondering how she could be with Puck but still be able to blush over one little sexual innuendo.

Santana flounced to the door with a wave over her shoulder, "Later, bitches!"

Puck groans in annoyance as Rachel begins to straighten her clothes and pack up, "We're so not having sex here anymore are we?"

"We shouldn't be doing this anyway. We're only deluding ourselves and I still stand firm about what I said in my bedroom."

"I wanna be with you."

"See I told you – wait what?"

Puck repressed a smile at the gobsmacked expression on her face and moves to stand in front of her, palm pressed to her cheek, "I wanna be with you, for real."

Rachel's bottom lip trembles and she quickly captures it with her teeth, "Are you joking? Because if you are it's not a very funny joke."

"Rachel." He pauses to roll his eyes, disbelieving these words are coming out his mouth, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

He barely has time to catch her as she launches herself at him, legs wrapping tightly around his waist and her lips fused tightly against his own, their tongues battling for dominance until they run out of oxygen.

"I'm thinking that's a yes?"