A/N: Dedicated to YWYCBPOOF, and my ibff Meg, as always
RPOV:
Finn and I walked back to the living room, the food on a tray in Finn's hands. As we reached the door to the living room, I stopped, causing Finn to almost drop the tray. I turned around with a finger on my lips to shush him.
"What?" He hissed.
"Look." I pointed into the living room, where Kurt had taken my place with Noah's head in his lap. As we watched Kurt slowly leaned down and kissed Noah's forehead. To my shock, Noah didn't pull away or freak out at him and they sat there for another minute before Kurt jumped up, a look of alarm on his face. He rushed towards the door, bumping into Finn, who was standing frozen with shock.
"I've got to, my dad called, he wants me to go..." Kurt stumbled through an explanation.
"Back to school?" I said, feeling bad for his trouble.
"Yeah. Since all three of us don't need to be here and all." His face was still beet red.
"That makes a lot of sense, Finn why don't you go back too?"
"Why?" Finn said puzzled. "I mean you're not going back."
"But I'm not in danger of flunking any of my classes, unlike some people."
"Fine. Let me grab my jacket. Bye Puck." He and Kurt exited quickly and I sighed.
"I made you some chicken noodle soup." I helped Noah sit up and sat down beside him.
"I'm not hungry."
"I don't care." He sighed and began slurping the broth. When he'd finished I looked him over critically. "So, Kurt?"
"I don't know what you mean." He looked at me with false puzzlement. I gave him a long look.
"Sure Noah, lie to your oldest friend. That always works real well."
"I don't have a clue Rachel. We were talking and then he just kissed one of the cuts on my head, and I don't know; it didn't feel wrong." I sighed.
"Why must you make life so complicated Noah?"
"I ask myself that question every day darling."
A/N: I know it was really short but I had the idea and wanted to get it down.
Next Chapter will delve more into Rach and Noah's friendship.
So? Thoughts? Suggestions? Rotten Tomatoes? Let me know!