A/N – This chapters just going to be about performing at the wedding and Puck and Rachel.
Oh and Mike can sing in this story! Me love me some Mike!
Don't own anything
After ten minutes of awkward staring Santana went to her bed without a word just a dirty look to Puck.
With wide eyes Rachel gave a weird half smile and said "Well…goodnight!" hoping he would just go to bed and not talk, she went back to working on the ten year old song.
But Puck just stood there looking at the toilet smiling "So that was awkward…" One second, two seconds, three seconds and they started to laugh, for a reason Rachel did not know but she could help her self.
The laughter died down and Puck walked over to Rachel and sat down. "Nobody really comes in here, I don't let them…"
"This will be first for you! Don't worry I'll gentle" He grinned a sleezy smile, when she glared at him.
Always has his mind in the gutter! And I can't believe he's thinking that after his little thing with Santana!
He was looking down at her sheets, so she shoved the lyrics away but he had seen it. "What you writing?"
"Its nothing, I think it time we go to be-"
"They were lyrics…you didn't tell me you wrote songs and shit. Can I have look?" he reached for the papers but Rachel moved them further.
"I don't and no they're personal" she looked at the window just wishing he would just go to bed.
"So, you admit that they are something because Berry I know you and I know nothing to you is personal if it's not important" He said with a small smile. This was the Noah she remembered, the sweet and caring one, the one who new everything about her and just got her.
Sighed. Maybe I could show him, it is Noah after all… "Okay fine, but promise not to laugh and don't tell anyone either because they are, really personal…"
"Babe, I'm not promising to laugh, you know me if its shit I'll tell you but I wont tell anyone I promise!" He looked her straight in her big brown eyes and she believed him. "But only if you sing it" he grinned.
"Well, you now me, I'm never the one to pass an opportunity to sing!" She grinned back.
She took out her new song book which had a couple of really good songs in, if she did so herself. But Puck wanted to listen to the one she was working on not the ones she had in that book.
"What about that one you were just working on?" he pointed to the sheets in her hand.
Whatever you do don't let him see that song, he'll know it's about him!
"It's not finished…" looking anywhere but him, she started to look through the book.
How will he know it's about him? If he thinks your writing it now then it can't be about him, because the thing that you wrote about was ten years ago and your writing it now! Yeah…that made no sense
"Baby I'll help, now what's it called?" She sighed and passed the sheets over to him.
Clearing her throat had never felt so insecure. "Erm…it's called 'Talking to the moon'…"
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
My neighbors think
I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I have
You're all I have
"Chorus"She said in a small voice, she couldn't believe how nervous she was.
At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the Moon
Try to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say
I've gone mad
Yeah
I've gone mad
But they don't know
what I know
Cause when the
sun goes down
someone's talking back
Yeah
They're talking back
"Again chorus" She locked eyes with him.
At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the Moon
Try to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
Ahh Ahh,
Ahh Ahh,
Puck gave cocky smile and started to sing, never taking his eyes off her big brown ones.
Do you ever hear me calling?
Cause every night
I'm talking to the moon
Still trying to get to you
If it was even possible the song fit Noah's voice even more but maybe that's because hearing him sing it made her think that maybe he felt the same when he was away.
She thought he would stop there because that's where it ends but he continued.
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away…? "Fucking good right?" He looked pleased with himself. He knew he did amazing but it's Puck and he's big headed.
"That was good…"
He raised eyebrow and smirked "Just good? That was fucking awesome babe and you know it!"
She laughs a little "Well, sing the last bit again and I'll write it down" he sings she writes it down word for word.
"Thanks" She smiled "I think its time to hit the hay. We need to be bright a rosy, we arrive in Newcastle at eight in the morning and then its work and dress rehearsal. Do you still remember the steps?
Rachel went to bed about two hours ago but he couldn't get to sleep, the song they sang really hit home to him. He had no fucking idea why. It was stuck in his head, he couldn't stop humming.
Jeez, everything I did to night, the pranks with Chang and Wheels, with Santana… and my time with Berry sticks in my head! What. The. Fuck?
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
He repeated that bit over and over again, just thinking about the meaning behind the world. I mean people write songs about their experiences…right? Who the fuck ditched Berry? And why the hell hadn't she told me!
He remembered Berry's eyes as he locked with them while singing, they looked brown and sad.
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
or am I a fool… He manly drifted off to sleep with, with the words on his lips.
or am I a fool
(Ha-ha only if he knew)
"Alreeet!" Rachel's voice rang in his ears. "Howay man!" she said in Geordie accent. She kicked his feet "Mate, ya need to get up like!" then beamed at him "Thank for last night!"
The wedding was at this really old looking castle, the reception was in this massive white tent. And Puck had no fucking idea where fuck he was, because Rachel was in one of her monologues when she told him and he zoomed out because… That shit hurt his ears.
Kurt, Blaine, Finn, Artie and Santana were setting up on the stage waiting for the best man speeches to be over. While Rachel, Puck, Michael, Brittany were waiting outside the tent to come in, so they can dance and in between the tables.
Listening to the best man speech Hurry the fuck up with your sobby and pussy best man speech. Best man speech, don't make me fucking laugh!
"Now it's time for the band. Some of you may seen them before or heard of them, but the reason we picked them is because we met through these, so please give a lush welcome to the 'Picking Berry's'" Puck snorted that's what they were called? What a joke!
The music starts and mike walks into the tent and starts singing.
(Mike)
It's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
He walks between all the tables' just talk, singing to the men and women in the chairs.
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
He runs back to the entrance of the tent and gets Brittany. They start to dance around the table and they look amazing, they move so gracefully. Puck would think it's beautiful if he was pansy.
(Brittany)
Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,
No one will know,
Come on boy.
Who cares if we're trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,
Shots of patron,
And it's on boy,.
He didn't know either of them could sing as well as they dance. Yeah he heard them practise but it was different.
(Artie)
Don't say no, no, no, no-no;
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
If you're ready, like I'm ready.
Rachel and Puck step in to the tent and start dancing with they're audience
(everyone)
Cause it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
Puck grabs Rachel's hand to pretend to propose, she can feel his hand shaking and even though he says he doesn't really care what they do, she knows he does now.
(Puck)
I'll go get a ring let the choir bells sing like oooh,
So whatcha wanna do?
Let's just run girl.
If we wake up and you wanna break up that's cool.
No, I won't blame you;
It was fun girl.
Don't say no, no, no, no-no;
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
If you're ready, like I'm ready.
(Rachel)
Cause it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
Walking on the stage Rachel and I sing
I think I wanna marry you.
(Everybody)
Just say I do,
Tell me right now baby,
Tell me right now baby. x2
Cause it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
(Rachel)
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you…
She looks amazing just standing up there belting out the last lines of the song. He never noticed before but Rachel was pretty well, fit…