Chapeter three: Ashamed.

"Would you like to come in and watch some TV?" Rachel asked when he pulled up outside her house.

"Rachel Berry watch's TV like a normal kid?" He asked with a raised eye brow.

Rachel snapped her eyes down. "If you don't want to you could just say no. You don't have to make fun of me."

"Chill baby, was kidding, I wanna come in," Puck said, already wondering how he can last 30 more days.

When they were on the sofa watching a re-run of 'Friends' drinking soda and talking about nothing in particular Puck couldn't believe it. Rachel was really chill and cool at home. She was actually fun to hang out with.

"Its nice having you here Noah," Rachel said sweetly.

"Yeah," Puck nodded, gently tugging on the ends of her hair.

"Would you like to go upstairs and make-out for a little while?" Rachel asked, putting her can of soda on the table.

Puck growled out a light yes before taking her hand and dragging her upstairs. He needed to know how far she'd go, and how good at stuff she was to make sure he could last the 30 days.

As soon as they were in her room he pulled her down on the bed with him, kissing her hard. Her lips felt so soft against his. No mistake, the girl can kiss. He let out a low growl when her tounge swiped across his expecting to play.

As there lips were busy he started runing his hands over her body. Making mental notes. Like she didn't mind him running his hands over her fuckable little ass and her legs were so smoothe and went on for days. He gently untucked her top from her skirt and flipped them over so that he was ontop, she let out a soft giggle as he began unbuttoning her blouse.

Just before he undid the last button his phone started ringing. He sighed deeply.

"Answer it." Rachel said, smiling up at him.

"What?" He asked flpping the phone open.

"Sup Puck?" Mike said.

"What do you want dick-wad?"

"Wanna come by and play halow man?" Mike asked, chuckling at his friend.

"I'm busy!" Puck spat.

"Wow man chill, what are you doin'?"

"Uh...I got fight club," Puck lied, watching as Rachel's face dropped and she started re-doing her butttons.

"Okay then, see ya," Mike said hanging up. Puck dropped his phone back on the bed and caught Rachel's hands in his.

"What you doing?" Puck asked gruffly. Staring at the smoothe skin of Rachel's belly that was still exposed.

"I can't be with someone who's ashamed of me," Rachel whispered, not meeting his eye.

"I-I'm not ashamed of you. I'll pick you up tomorrow and we can go into that fuckin' school together," Puck pleaded.

"Okay," Rachel smiled, buttoning the last 3 buttons up.

"Rach," Puck wined.

"You can tounch my boobs tomorrow," She smiled, pecking his lips gently.

Walking in the next day was hard. Puck had picked her up at 7.30 am. The got to school 15 minutes later than Rachel usually did. But Puck held her hand into school and dropped her off at her locker with a kiss on the lips. They both ignored the stares and whispers.