Let Me Be Your Star
A Glee Fan Fiction
Chapter 29
"Are you sure this is everything, Rach?" Kurt asked, dropping down onto Rachel's twin bed in her dorm room at NYADA. He'd just carried up a box full of her sheet music. And he was acting as if he'd just done so much work to help her unpack.
"Is she sure-are you freaking kidding me? She's living in a dorm the size of a goddamn matchbox with another freaking girl! There's no way she's going to be able to fit the shit she brought with her, yet alone anything else she may have forgotten!" Puck snapped.
The tall, strong ex-football player was standing in the doorway with Rachel's suitcases swung over his shoulders and three boxes stacked in his hands, covering his face as he peeked from around them to glare at Kurt.
It wasn't that it was too much weight for the eighteen year old young man. It wasn't that he was tired of constantly running back downstairs to bring Rachel stuff from his truck. It was that he was angry she'd be in a dorm room.
He wanted her to live with him and Kurt-well, he really just wanted Rachel to live with him and have Kurt be the one living in a dorm room a few blocks away from the happy couple, but that wasn't going to happen.
He just couldn't think of a manly, bad-ass way to ask her that without sounding like a whipped, love struck puppy dog. Because no matter what he was like on the inside, he was still a stone cold, grade-A bad ass on the inside.
"Relax, Noah," Rachel giggled, pulling Kurt from her bed and pointing towards the floor so Puck knew where to drop his boxes. "This is all of it, alright?" She shrugged, walking towards the boxes.
"Have you met your roommate yet? Or had any sort of interaction with her? I thought girls always tried to make their rooms all matchy and shit for college," Puck rolled his eyes.
"Girls are not that into coordination. Yes, I have talked to Shayla, but we both like our privacy so we decided not to bother with coordinating the room. Instead, we're dividing it," She shrugged.
"Because that always works out so well," Puck muttered under his breath.
"What was that?" Rachel glared at him from her squatting position on the floor as she searched through one of the boxes.
"I have to agree with Puck," Kurt spoke up suddenly.
"Dude, you agree with me?" Puck asked in shock.
"Don't wreck it," Kurt threatened.
"What are you talking about?" Rachel sighed, dragging her sheets towards her bed.
"There's no way all of your stuff is going to fit in this tiny dorm, especially when you only get half of it," Kurt said.
"Well, what am I supposed to do with it? It means to much to send back to Lima," Rachel said, starting to make her bed.
"You could, uh, leave some of your shit at our place," Puck said softly.
He and Kurt had moved into their apartment in the middle of Times Square a week before.
"Noah, that's just silly," Rachel shook her head. "I mean, it wouldn't be practical," She sighed.
"What if you just left some of your stuff there, though?" He wondered.
"Then I'd constantly be running back and forth between your apartment and the school whenever I needed something. Do you know how unpractical that would be? Besides, what if I left something there that I need for classes? I would have to race from here all the way to your place and back. It just wouldn't make any sense," She explained.
"Well, what if all of your stuff was at our place? Then you wouldn't have any of your stuff here or have to worry about where you left anything," He wondered, making his way towards her and taking her hands in his, stopping her actions as he turned her towards him, looking down at her with wide, bright eyes.
"Noah, that would be even less practical than me dividing my stuff between my dorm room and your apartment. I would have to wake up and rush to your apartment to get ready, and then hurry back to school before classes. I'd be getting to bed extremely late because my nightly routine would need to be completed at-"
"Rachel, you're not understanding what I'm trying to say," Puck sighed, cutting her off and shaking his head with an amused smile on his face. "You're stuff wouldn't be at my apartment all by itself. What I'm trying to say is...well, what if you stayed at my apartment with all of your stuff there?" He asked.
"What are you getting at, Noah? I really don't have time to play these games and I don't understand what you're hinting at," She sighed, taking her hands from him and crossing her arms over her chest, staring at up at him. "So please just be straight forward and ask me whatever it is you're trying to," She sighed.
"Oh my god, Rachel, are you an idiot or something? The guy's albeit begging you to move in with him! He's trying to ask you if you want to move in with him and live in the freaking apartment with him. And he's trying to not be a dick and hint that it's his apartment if you say yes and no longer my apartment." Kurt cut in.
"I'm not kicking you out, Kurt...it's just...I'd sort of like it if you wouldn't mind moving out, but I'd never throw you out onto the streets. You and I are sort of friends now, after all," Puck said to the scrawny boy. "But, yeah, that was pretty much what I was getting at," He shrugged, turning back to Rachel.
"You...you want me to move in with you?" Rachel asked, looking up at him with bright eyes, a hopeful expression on her face. "Oh my god...Noah, you want me to move in with you? I thought...I never would have-what happened to not doing commitments or anything serious like that? Moving in with you would be the next step in our relationship...you don't do stuff like that," She said, shaking her head at the confusing mess of emotions running through her head.
"Well, I don't...or, I never used to do commitments or make the next move or anything like that, but, well, I am now. I thought the fact that I was changing for you was obvious...I love you, Berry, and I want you to move in with me, even if we have to have Kurt there, too. I want you to live in my house and be able to wake up every morning knowing that you're only a few feet away. I want to fall asleep knowing I can just stop in your room and see you if I get lonely or miss you too much."
"I don't want to have to worry about getting all the way across town and break into a carefully guarded school with all this high tech security and risk getting arrested just to come and see you. I don't want to wake you up in the dead of night, calling you or texting you to check up on you. And I want you to be able to actually come to me if you have a nightmare or need me. And, well, I've noticed some pretty attractive guys that I'm pretty sure you'd be into if you got tempted," He said.
He held his neck, scratching the back of it as he looked down at the ground, a sheepish smile on his face as he blushed a little bit, waiting for her answer. Puck didn't care about what could happen or how awkward it would get if they broke up. He didn't want to think about that, because he loved her and he wanted to be with her forever. He was positive that they would be together forever. There wasn't a doubt in his mind about that.
"I...oh, Noah, of course I want to move in with you!" Rachel exclaimed, running into his arms and hugging him tightly. She grabbed her sheets and quickly dropped them into the empty box before grabbing Kurt and racing towards the door. "Can you get all that or do you need help? Nah, you're strong, I'm sure you'll be able to get it!" Rachel called happily over her shoulder as she hurried from the dorm and out to Puck's truck with Kurt at her heels.
