CHAPTER NINE
When they finally got out of bed and up Rachel had a shopping date with Blaine and Puck decided to go the gym so after a cup of coffee each, some toast and a few kisses they made their way out of the house.
Rachel needed to pick out some clothes and Blaine needed a new watch. They shopped for at least an hour, Rachel getting a new dress for the party Brittney was throwing that evening and a few pairs of jeans. Blaine chose a simple watch with a black strap and bought himself a new pair of Pyjama's as well. By the time they were done Rachel was complaining about being hungry so Blaine laughed and took her to the food court.
"Arg I hate shopping," Rachel huffed as she slumped down in her seat with a cardboard plate of cheesy nachos, a guilty pleasure of hers, "My feet always get hot and sore! And the lines are so long!"
"I know," Blaine laughed with a plate of his own filled with fries, "Ray, I wanted to talk to you about Puck."
"What about him?" Rachel looks up at Blaine whilst taking a sip of her strawberry milkshake.
"How are things going with him?" Blaine asked.
"Fine," Rachel's eyebrows furrowed, knowing Blaine wanted to say something, she could read him like a book, they were best friends after all, "Why?"
"Just...Ray don't you think you're going a little fast?" Blaine said in his soothing, sweet as honey voice.
"Fast? What do you mean?" Rachel asked defensively.
"You're in a serious relationship after like a week of knowing him Rachel!" Blaine huffed out, "And I know you've had sex with him, you were saving it for the right person!"
"First of all we haven't had sex and what's to say he's not the right person?!" Rachel snapped.
"Ray he...he's not a good guy okay!" Blaine said, running his hand down his face.
"Excuse me! You don't even know him!" Rachel whisper yelled, Blaine cringed at the amount of venom in her voice.
"Sam, the guy I was dating before I met Kurt knows him. Sam's from Lima. Puck is not a nice guy Ray, I'm telling you as a friend, to warn you he's not right for you. He's dangerous," Blaine said.
"To think you're meant to be my best friend Blaine Anderson! I'm utterly disgraced that you'd judge someone on stupid rumours! Sam's a great friend of mine but who Puck was and who Noah is, that's a different thing completely!" Rachel spat.
"I am your best friend Rachel! And they're not rumours! The things he's done are unexplainable! You need to stay clear of him Rachel, end it now," Blaine pleaded.
"No. I love him okay. So you're not going to tell me to end it, if you were my best friend you'd be supportive! But instead you're being an ass! Course I'm defending him, he's my boyfriend!" Rachel got up to do her famous Berry storm out but was caught by Blaine's nest words.
"You're on your own Rachel. I won't be here to wipe your eyes after I've warned you," He said, getting up and walking away.
Noah would never hurt me. Blaine just can't see how we're meant to be together. Rachel thought.
By the time Rachel got home she was a lot more calm, she put her shopping bags away just in time for the phone to ring.
"Dad, Daddy, I miss you guys so much!" Rachel said excitedly, putting her phone on loudspeaker and setting the phone down on her desk.
"We miss you too Pumpkin!" Charles said through the phone, "So how are you?"
"Good, good," Rachel smiled, opening her wardrobe and looking for shoes to accompany her new outfit for tonight, "How's work Dad?"
"You know sweetheart, the usual," Hiram sighed, sounding tired, "And how's Puck?"
"He's fine," Rachel grinned looking over at the sleeping form of Puck in her bed, he'd been in the gym all morning and needed a little nap.
"Very good, any news darling?"
"Well yes actually I have! Kenzi rang me and said a director wants me to audition for Maria, Daddy! The audition's next week!" Rachel beamed.
"Darling your dream role! That's fantastic!" Charles babbles out.
Rachel giggled, "Anyway, I better get on, I need to make some lunch," Rachel told the little white lie.
"Okay sweat heart, stay out of trouble,"
Charles said.
"And be good! Love you!"
Hiram chuckled.
"Love you too!" She smiled, hanging up. Rachel made her way up to her bed and crawled up so her mouth was against Puck's ear.
"Their off the phone now, you can stop pretending you're asleep Handsome," She whispered. Puck flipped over so he was on top of her, making Rachel squeal.
"Good, coz I can't defile their daughter while they're on the phone now can I," he smirked, leaning down he captured her lips in a heated kiss.
"Mm, Brittney's having a party tonight, we're meant to be there," Rachel told him in between little kisses.
"S'okay, I can make you cum at least ten times by then," Puck replied, letting his hands wander down to her shorts, "Why d'ya bother wearing these? It's not like there warm or anything and I've seen it all before."
Rachel giggled, slapping at his hands playfully.
"I'm not parading around in my underwear just for your amusement," She grinned.
"Who said anything about underwear?" Puck asked, pushing her top up, but Rachel pushed his hands away before her breasts were revealed.
"Baby," Puck pouted.
"Turn the lights out," Rachel bit her lip.
"The fuck?" Puck asked sitting up, "We've always had the lights on before?"
"Yeah, before I met Santana," Rachel mumbled.
"What's Satan got to do with it?" Puck growled.
"S-she's beautiful Puck!" Rachel spat.
"No she's not. You're beautiful!" Puck said turning to her.
"But she's...she's tall and her nose isn't huge but her boobs Noah! They're massive and mine...aren't," Rachel looked down at her small boobs.
"Fuck Rach, how many times do I gotta say it? I want you, no one else! And fuck Baby, you're perfect!" Puck said turning to face her with lust filled eyes.
"I'm sorry Noah. I-I just feel inferior to her and thinking you've been with her intimately, it feels like you'll compare her to me," Rachel said, her eyes darting everywhere except for his face.
"I'll tell you the difference alright, sure she's hot and all but she's a bitch, more like a sister too me. All we ever were was sex. With you it's different; I actually care about you and shit alright?! I've never had an actual relationship but with you I want one," Puck said, rubbing his hand down his face.
"Noah," Rachel whispered taking his hand. Puck's eyes met her soft brown ones, "Make love to me."