Okay, sorry for taking so long to update. o.e I've had writers block and it was my last week of school. :3 Hopefully, this story will be over by next week. I want at least 17 reviews before I update next. Or, I might just be generous and update it regardless. :P Anyway, this has Kurt-esc in it. And, Rachel is SLOWLY coming to terms with loving Puck.
Rachel knew it was wrong for her to be questioning her decision to marry Finn in Las Vegas. As much as she appreciated the spontaneity of it all, she couldn't help but wonder how it could possibly affect those around her. Her first thought was of her fathers. They had been so supportive of her wedding planning and seemed more than excited about walking their only child down the aisle, toward the man that would take care of her. It would break their hearts not being able to have that opportunity. She turned her gaze to Finn who sat in the airplane seat beside her, shoving a handful of airplane peanuts into his mouth. She scrunched her nose in disgust and shook her head. She knew every bride got their own case of cold feet, but she had never found Finn's piggish ways adorable. She had just tolerated them, had she simply been tolerating his flaws instead of looking passed them completely. Then, her thoughts travelled to all her friends. God forbid she didn't have a countless amount of friends and that made her feel the slightest bit worse. She wanted to share this moment with the people she loved and cared for and that was the majority of the Glee Club. Regardless of past events, they had become her second family. She couldn't just let that slip her mind and then she began to wonder whether or not Finn was having the same thoughts. She assumed not, considering he was sitting there looking relaxed as ever. Then, she thought of Noah. He was in a completely different group from anyone else. Since, arriving in New York; she had only found one person to confide in about her Finn problems, her worries and her feelings. He was that person, she couldn't quite possibly share those amounts of feelings with Finn's when she was constantly questioning whether he even cared the slightest about their wedding. Noah had become her closest friend, she hadn't spoken to him in weeks and that utterly broke her heart. Every time she wanted to call him, she decided against it. Telling herself she didn't want to be involved in his childish antics like punching her fiancé for no apparent reason. The one thing she hated about Noah was that she could never seem to stay mad at him. He had a way of always seeming as though his actions were done in a noble cause and he seemed like they felt right. How could she hate him for doing what he thought was right? He had always seemed so protective her and every time Finn's became rocky with Finn, he became her rock. The person she knew would never judge her, regardless of his consistent honesty. She felt almost wrong marrying Finn without telling him, she knew he would be a hurt. She knew that he always questioned whether she was happy with Finn, and every time she said yes; he would nod with his jaw set and told her. "If you ever change your mind, let me know." She had just taken that as Noah's odd humour but now she was questioning it. She gnawed at her lower lip and sighed through her nose. Running her hands through her hair, was it possible for her to be thoughtful of Noah than Finn? No. She was marrying Finn and that was final… Regardless of the condition of cold feet she was currently having.
Puck was up to the point he was going to kick down their door. He had not come all this way to just be standing in front of Finn and Rachel's empty house. Where the fuck were they? He and Mike had been sitting around on their front lawn for hours. And, he quite honestly couldn't take another second of this. He almost felt like this was a pointless mission and that fate just wasn't on his side. As per fucking usual. Mike being the hopeful one, attempted to calm his friends short circuits. But, inside he felt something was off. He attempted to call Rachel and Finn about 48 times in the past hour and they weren't answering. That obviously made him jump to silly conclusions like they were going on a summer drive and drove into a ditch. That had scared the bejeebus out of him. He paced in thought, as he rubbed at his chin in thought. "Ok… New plan. We're gonna call, Hummel." He said with a firm nod of his head and slipping his phone out of his pocket. Dialling the number of one Kurt Hummel. After a total of 3 rings, he heard Kurt's condescending tone on the other end. "Hello…?" he said with disinterest. Mike's eyes widened thankfully and he let out a breath. "Thank the good Lord! Hummel! Do you know where Finn and Rachel are? We've been standing outside their house for hours and tempers are running low… What if they fell down a hole?" Mike said, his words coming out in a blur. "Woah, woah, woah. Mike is that you? What are you talking about? All I caught from that was Finn and Rachel?" Kurt said, obviously utterly confused by the Asian boys verbal freak out. Mike gulped down and nodded. "Do you know where Finn and Rachel are?" he repeated, a little more calmly. "I would assume at home? Why would I know where Finn and Rachel are? And, are you so interested? What am I missing?" his questions ringing in the air. Mike cursed under his breath. "You know everything, Kurt. I just assumed. They are definitely not at home. It's a long story but to give you a short answer, Puck and I are on Finn and Rachel's lawn. And, they're not home… They haven't been for the past 5 hours. It's a serious problem, Puck needs to talk to Rachel." He said desperately. Kurt pressed his lips together and nodded his head once. "I'll be right there." He said simply. Mike heard the dial tone of his cell phone, before looking down at it in confusion. "What happened?" Puck said gruffly, eyeing his friend. Mike shrugged and looked up at him. "Hummel is on his way."
Kurt arrived several moments later, getting out of his car. His lips pressed into a frown as he walked toward the two boys standing like loiterers on the Finchel residents. He rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips, questioningly. "You two look like lost puppies. Please, tell me no one has died." He said, eyeing either boy for a moment. Mike ringed his hands and looked at Kurt. "Do you have any ideas of where Finn and Rachel are?" he questioned. Kurt shook his head simply. "No, I don't actually. I find it immensely difficult getting information out of my step brother. Although… I'm sure there may possibly be hints inside." He said, flashing a smirk as he made his way to the front door. Lifted the mat and took out the dirt sprinkled key. "You two are clueless." He said, sarcastically as he shoved into the keyhole and entered the house. Mike looking rather impressed and Puck who looked just as torn and pissed as he had the past few days, followed behind him. Kurt turned on his heel and turned to the boys. "Ok, here's the drill. Handsome and brooding your search upstairs." He said, turning his gaze to Puck. Puck scowled before nodding and heading upstairs as he was ordered. "And, you; Other Asian. You'll search the den and Finn's office. I'll search the kitchen, and living room." He nodded, pressing his lips together. Mike nodded, before making his way to where he was searching. Kurt caught his sleeve in his grip. "Why exactly are you two here?" he questioned. Mike shrugged hesitantly. "It's not my place to say." He said simply, leaving as soon as Kurt let go of his sleeve.
Puck trailed his gaze across every spot in Rachel and Finn's room. He couldn't fight the aching feeling he got in the pit of his stomach knowing Finn had lavished Rachel on this bed. He hated that feeling and he had been feeling it for years now. He ran a hand over his head and scowled in irritation. He had been feeling the need to punch something. But, he was saving that bottled up anger for Finn. Finn deserved everything that was coming to him. "Puck?" he heard, glancing over his shoulder he scowled at the sight of Kurt. He really wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. "I don't mean to be nosey. Actually, I do mean to be nosey." Kurt said with a chuckle as he eased further into the room and smiled encouragingly. His hands behind his back as he wondered in examining the room and finding the criteria of the bland room distasteful as he scrunched his nose, "What exactly are you and Mike doing here?" he continued, his eyes landing on Puck again. Puck lifted his shoulders heavily in a shrug. "It's complicated, Hummel." He mutters as he busied himself looking around the bedroom. Kurt quirked his lips into a frown, "I'm extremely helpful person with complications, my life could easily made into a million dollar documentary of a struggling life of a boy who questions who he really is." He said as he sat on the bed, looking up at Puck questioning. Puck dampens his lips and shifts uneasily. "If I told you, you'd think it's a load of bullshit." He mutters, shrugging. Kurt tsks and chuckles. "Are you idiotic? I'm a classic fairytale kind of guy. That is what it is, isn't it? A fairytale. It doesn't take a genius to realize you're in love Rachel. I picked up on it a long time ago." Kurt smiles and sways his hand in a no big deal kind of gesture. Puck sighs through his nose and shrugs. "I guess you could call it that." He mumbles, licking his lips. Kurt rolled his eyes, why did this man have to be so difficult. "Just say it out loud…" he insisted, nudging his shin with the toe of his shoe. Puck hesitated momentarily, ignoring the dryness of his mouth. "I love Rachel.." he mumbles. Kurt beams and nods. "Good, now… We have to go to Vegas." He said simply as he stood back up. Puck furrowed his brow momentarily. "Vegas?" he questioned. "There's been a slight change of plan. Rachel and Finn are getting married in Vegas. Tonight." Kurt said, gnawing at his lower lip. Puck let his settle before clearing his throat. "How the fuck do you know this?" he mumbles, setting his jaw angrily. "I just checked out Finn's last voice mails." Kurt said. "I suggest we leave now, before it's too late." he added. Puck had really thought he had more time. Now he was questioning himself more than ever. "Right…" he mutters. Kurt shakes his head and frowns. "Come on, Romeo. Rachel and Finn will not be getting married tonight. Not on my watch." He said as he grabbed his bicep and tugged him out of the bedroom. To book their flight to Las Vegas to stop the wedding, that was definitely not meant to happen.
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