A/N: Here's the last chapter! Here we have Sarah visiting her big brother, and the last run-in with Luke! I hope you enjoy the chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! As always, please drop a review! I'd love to write more about this couple!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee, Mark Salling, and/or the actress that plays Puck's little sister. I do own Luke though, so please don't steal him without asking first. :)

WARNINGS: malexmale kissing, Puck's cursing, and a sweet sibling relationships! Don't like, don't read. :)

5.) Three weeks after Alora's tattoo, my little sister Sarah came up to visit. It was the first time Ma let her come up by herself, but at sixteen, she was able to handle it. I engulfed her in a bone-crushing hug as soon as I saw here. I may be a badass, but I still missed my little sister. After all, I practically raised her for a couple years after the old man left, and Ma cleaned herself up.

"Noah!" she squealed, wrapping her arms around my neck. "I missed you!"

I smiled into my sister's neck before placing her on the ground, pressing an affectionate kiss to her forehead. "Missed you too, Sarah. Come on, let's go drop your stuff at my apartments and then we can do whatever you want," I said, grabbing the overstuffed duffle from her hands, hauling the strap over my shoulder.

Sarah laughed, following me dutifully back to the apartment. They guys knew she was coming over, so they were not allowed alcohol while she was here. The last time she visited, Ted got so wasted, he started hitting on her. She was fourteen at the time.

After everything was set, she slumped on the couch in my living room. "Noah, can we eat lunch in Central Park? Ma never let me go there, and I really want to see it," she asked, fixing me with her trademark puppy dog eyes. Damn, she knew I could never say no to those.

"Sure. There's a great street vendor cart between here and there. We can stop and grab one of their subs on our way," I replied, offering her my hand so I could pull her off the couch.

Soon enough, we were settled in my favorite part of Central park, legs folded under our bodies, sandwiches in our hands. Sarah was talking a mile a minute about high school. Stories of her friends drifted from one to the other. I was surprised to find that Mr. Schuester had finally married Miss Pillsbury, and they had a child on the way. The GSA club was also doing well, and the days of bullying jocks had seemingly passed.

When Sarah was done eating, she immediately got up to throw her trash away. When she was gone for a few minutes, I started to get worried. While she was sixteen and able to find her way around, Sarah had a tendency to get lost, and she was a very pretty young girl. I didn't want some creep walking off with her. Rising from my spot, I followed her path from earlier, both relieved and panicked when I saw her talking to a stranger with a dog.

"Sarah! What the hell were you thinking? Walking off like that without telling me? You could have gotten hurt, lost, or kidnapped! Besides, it's not polite to approach strangers, and what if the dog bit you, oh, um, hi," I shouted, startled when I finally looked up at the owner of the dog.

"Hi to you too," none other than Luke replied, offering me a smile.

"Sorry about that, Luke. Sometimes my sister just does her own thing. We're not bothering you, are we?" I asked, feeling very awkward.

Luck chuckled. "Nope. Sketch here loves people. He's taken quite a liking to your sister," he replied, reaching a hand down to scratch behind the dog's ears. With the black spots against white fur, floppy ears, and sky blue eyes, the dog was cute.

"You know him, Noah?" Sarah asked, looking up at me, her brown eyes wide.

"You could say I know him," I replied, smirking slightly. Sarah looked between us, back and forth until she understood what was going on.

"Oh! Can I take Sketch for a walk around the park so you guys can talk? I promise I'll bring him right back," she asked, wanting to give Luke and I some alone time.

"Sure. Be careful though, if he sees something interesting, he'll want to check it out and he'll pull on the leash. Just don't let go," Luke replied, handing over the leash, smiling as my sister ran off with his dog. "So, the last time we met, we made some interesting promises to one another,"

"We sure did. Do you want to go out for a pizza next weekend? Sarah goes home on Thursday, so I'm free after that," I asked, fulfilling my end of the bargain.

Luke smiled genuinely at me. "I'd love that, Noah. You know, I'm kinda liking the guy beneath the tough exterior," he replied, resting his arms on my shoulders again, like at the shop.

Slinging my arms around his waist, I pulled him closer. "I believe you have a promise to fulfill as well," I murmured, bringing our faces close together. Luke just blushed and nodded slightly, looking up at me through his eyelashes. Smiling softly, I gently pressed my lips against his. Our first kiss was slow and gentle, and held the promise of thousands more.

The first date led to a second and third date. After the seventeenth date, and many overnights at each other's places, we decided to finally move in together. That was a nearly two years ago, and we're still going strong.

A/N: And that's the end! I hope you enjoyed Puck and Luke's back story! Please drop a review, I'd love to hear, er read, your comments!

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