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Chapter 6: Late Night Visits

Rachel's POV:

After Quinn had dropped her off, Rachel walked up to her house slowly. She had a lot to think about, thoughts flooded her mind that she overreacted but she quickly shook them away. She unlocked the door to her house and noticed all the lights were off, she turned them on and noticed a note when she placed her keys down.

Hey Rach, me and dad are going to be gone for the weekend. We are be back monday night at the latest. Give us a call if you need anything, moneys in the cookie jar.

-Love Daddy.

She walked up stairs turned her t.v on and found a showing of the Notebook, she turned it down low but so she could still her it. She went into her closet and got out a football t-shirt Noah had given her when in hadn't fit him anymore. She then put her boxer shorts on and curled into bed. She looked at her phone and had seen in fact Finn had tried to call her. He tried to call her 12 times before he must of found her. She noticed Finn had called 2 times in the last 20 minutes and Noah had called once, and sent one text. It told her he would never hurt her and to call him if she felt like it. Rachel put her phone down and went back to the movie. She slowly fell began to fall asleep.

Puck's POV:

Puck knew when it came to Rachel there was no pushing her into doing something that she didn't want to do. He also knew that she wasn't one to call back when she was in her thinking faze. He knew her better then anyone, and he knew right now she would be needing a hug. He looked at the clock 10:05 flashed from the clock, he grabbed his jacket and on his way out his keys. Before long he would be at her door, making it impossible for her to stay mad.

Finn POV:

Finn drove home and thought about his situation, he had an amazing girlfriend who he is always one way or another seemed to hurt. Then there was Quinn he had a good friendship with her, and she never made him feel dumb. He turned on the radio hoping it would clear his thoughts. "Don't Stop Believing" come on, instantly images of Rachel flooded his mind. It was their first big number together in Glee, he quickly switched the channel "Say a Little Prayer" filled the speakers. He turned it off deciding music was too big of a distraction. He pulled up to his house and walked to his room, he looked at a nightstand a pictures of him and Rachel at the fair in the photo bucket. Next to it him and Rachel with his arms on her waist and Puck smiling next them. He looked at his phone no missed calls, he sat on his bed. Back to thinking.

Quinn's POV:

Quinn had a pretty rocky night, after all the craziness she sat in her car looking at her phone waiting for a call from Finn. She had hoped to would call her to see if she was okay, or at least if she had heard from Rachel. She would dial and then erase Finn's number, she felt stuck, unable to move forward or move at all. She hadn't expect these feelings to form, at least not for her best friends boyfriend. She loved who she was with Finn and his willingness to make her laugh, and most importantly feel safe. She sat wanting to cry from being so frustrated. She pulled her tears back, dialed the number once again but this time she didn't delete it. She waited two rings before a frantic Finn answered.

"Hey, Quinn is she okay?" He asked hopeful, obviously showing care for Rachel and not her.

"She seemed pretty upset when I dropped her off, I was actually calling to see if you were okay." She stated.

"I'm well I don't know how to feel." He said quietly.

"Want me to come over and we can talk?" She asked compassionately.

"Sure, thanks Quinn." He said sounding the happiest from when the call started.

"Kay I'll be right over." She hung up the phone, put her car on drive and headed to his house.

Rachel POV:

Rachel was softly drifting into sleep when she heard a knock on her front door. She sprung up hoping it was Finn to come and apologize. She ran down to open the door, only to see Noah with his hands in his pockets. She couldn't help but smile, he had known her well enough to come over when she was upset. He smiled at her waiting for a hug, she sunk into his arms and put her head on his chest.

"So I know for a fact when you're mad you want company." He said when they pulled away from their long hug.

"I'm glad you're here, I think I over reacted." She said softly.

"Yes, but then you wouldn't be you. Nice shirt by the way." He said cooly.

"Thanks, I believe it belonged to the famous Noah Puckerman." She said lightly shoving him.

"Well I hear he is quite good-looking." He said.

"Not really, he is eh." She said smiling.

"Take that back." He said with a smile.

"Or what?" She said smirking.

"I'll tickle you to death." He said moving towards her.

"You wouldn't." She said moving back.

"I think we both know I would." He said starting to chase her around the living room.

"Noah, stop." She said laughing as he pulled her onto the couch. He got onto top of her holding her wrist down and began tickling her, she squirmed and laughed yelling for him to stop. When she looked like she was dying he stopped and just looked down at her.

They caught each others gaze, and it stayed there for what felt like forever. He was about inches away from being able to kiss her like he longed, he started to lean down.

Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter

Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter

Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade

He got off her and watched as she went and grabbed her phone. Rachel grabbed it on it's third ring. Puck turned to see who was calling her.

"Hey, Finn." She said into the phone.

Finn's POV:

Him and Quinn talked it over and over about the fight with Rachel. Every time he felt like yelling or giving up Quinn would turn and put her hand gently on his shoulder. She would smile and would tell him it would be fine.

"I think you should call her." Quinn said sweetly.

"But it's obvious she's mad." He said avoiding it. Quinn couldn't quite figure out why he was avoiding it.

"It's the right thing to do." She said even though she wish she was the one he was pinning for, not Rachel.

"Okay." He grabbed his phone, and took a breather before dialing Rachel.

"Hey, Rach can we talk?" He said hoping she would forgive him already.

A/n: Tell me what you thought. And I think I smell a break up coming on! –Rachel