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This is my first ever fanfiction so I'm going to try and update as often as I can!
The second chapter. A bit shorter but here you go.
Rachel watched as Noah patted her couch and hung back from him, her nerves clearly showing through her usually strong demeanor.
"Noah...I..." She didn't know where to start.
She was confused, the last time they had been together had been over a year ago, before he had broken her heart, before she had screamed at him to stay the hell out of her life. And now they were here. Him sitting on her couch looking like he would break if she did or said the wrong thing. And he had kissed her like she was the air he needed to breathe, and her mind was racing in conflict, the prospect of jumping back into his arms being weighted against the inevitable heartbreak it was sure to cause. She remembered the first time she had weighed the decision to be more then just his best friend, she would always remember that night.
Dinner had been fun and after the meal she had drug him into the nearest karaoke bar for a duet, the second part of his punishment for scaring the daylights out of her. They had picked a song and her had ordered her a drink, something sweet and full of bubbles. Her drink was half finished when their names were called and she had practically wrenched his arm from the socket pulling him onto the small stage. As their voices faded away at the end of the song and the applause rose from the crowded bar she sensed him watching her.
"What Noah?" She asked the drink making her more then a bit giddy.
Puck smiled in response and shook his head as though clearing away some thought. "Nothing Rae, How about another drink?" He motioned to their waitress, who came hurridly over and took his order, shooting him a ridiculous flirty smile and taking a moment to touch his muscled arm and giggle at something, even though he hadn't said anything remotely funny. He turned back to Rachel after the waitress had left and grimaced inwardly when he saw the fire in his friends eyes. "Hey don't worry about her Rach, I don't have any interest in hooking up with her"
Rachel looked up at him, and a wave of emotion hit her as she caught his gaze. "Why not?" She whispered. "She's pretty, and I'm guessing she'd fall into bed with you in an instant..why wouldn't you want to hook up with her?" Her voice was softer then normal as she attempted to hold his gaze.
"I just don't" Puck replied, attempting to end the conversation there, and go back to the fun they had been having.
"But why not?" Rachel questioned him again, her voice raising in clear annoyance. "You tell me everything Noah...Why wouldn't you want to hook up with her?"
Puck sighed resigning himself to having to tell her or lie. He chose the former, mixed with the latter. "Cause I'm interested in someone else. And I don't want to fuck it up."
The brunette shrugged, and downed the rest of her drink. "Whatever you say Puckerman."
Puck groaned wishing that he didn't recognize that tone of voice. "Rae com'on I told you why, you can't be mad at me." He pleaded with her, really not ready to tell her the full reason.
She just sighed in response, "I just thought you trusted me Noah."
They had finished the next round in silence and after paying had left the bar without another word to one another. As they walked home on the warm April night, she stayed a few steps ahead of him refusing to look at him or speak to him. Puck was furious. She didn't have the right to treat him like this, to push him away. Rachel on the other had was just sad, and confused.
Lost in thought about why it could possibly matter so much, she barely realized they had arrived back at the apartment. Turning around to face him she sighed heavily. "You don't have to tell me the whole story Noah, I trust you. Even if you don't trust me."
He wasn't sure if it was completely lost look on her perfect features, or the sad tone of her voice but something inside him snapped and he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him roughly, his lips hovering over hers. "You're the only one I trust."
He had smashed his mouth to hers hard, a low growl coming from his throat when she gasped against him. They had kissed before, years ago, but this was different. Before it had been two stupid teenagers trying to get back at someone, now it was just them, no fake relationship, no ex-boyfriend/girlfriend to make jealous. It was him and her and they were as close as two people could be without being lovers. Yet as his tongue grazed hers, her heart stopped, all to soon though he pulled away and pushed the door open stepping into the dark apartment.
"What...what the hell just happened..." Rachel whispered to herself, looking at the spot he had just been standing, wondering about what this meant for them.