I do not own Glee or anything else in this chapter that could get me sued.
Sarah is gone with Finn trying to find a photographer for the team photo that the coach wants, so for the first time since she's been here, Puck can just lay on his couch in his boxers and strum out chords on his guitar without her getting pissy. It's only been a few days, but he can feel his mind slowly going insane. He's only got a few days to relax before he starts to film and Rachel is leaving tomorrow for their away game on Friday.
He's plucking out a few notes before he realizes his fingers picked out a song. He breathes in the smell from Rachel cooking in the kitchen. She's in there wearing a dress shirt he wore last night to a meeting with only her panties underneath. He went out with the director, producer, Quinn and Eli to dinner last night and she came over after practice when he was already in bed. Practice for her was becoming longer as they got ready for the charity game and all her other important games that were coming up. Along with all of that, she was trying to find her perfect audition song since she would have to start trying out in late November or early December. She was going to be busy.
He's gotten a few notes out before he hears Rachel singing quietly in the kitchen. She recognized the song before he even realized what he was playing. Still not recognizing it, he strains his ears to try and hear what she's saying. His fingers seriously had a mind all on their own.
"I'll never do you no harm.
Oh darling, if you leave me. I'll never make it alone.
Believe me when I beg you, don't ever leave me alone"
Puck smiles, finally realizing what he was unintentionally playing. He gets up, carrying his guitar, still playing because let's face it, he's just that good, to go to the kitchen. She starts to sing a bit louder and he comes into the doorway, smirking at her while she dances around a little bit.
Rachel looks at him, smiling and getting a little more emotional in the song. He looks sexy in his boxers and playing the guitar, that she's just barely being able to hold herself together to keep singing. But she sees that it's turning him on just by the look in his eyes, so she moves towards him and sings, looking him in the eyes. Her right hand moves to over her heart and she starts to put arm movements into her singing.
"When you told me
you didn't need me anymore,
well you know I nearly broke down and died."
Puck starts to get into playing his guitar a little more, biting his bottom lip and trying not to grin at Rachel. He's seen enough concerts to know that they move their arms and shit when they really get into their songs. And he loves that she's getting into it in front of him. God damn she looks sexy singing. He gets to the end of the song and leans against the frame of the door smirking at Rachel.
"That was fun." Puck notices that she's all flushed. He hopes there's no way in hell she was embarrassed about singing in front of him. She giggles and leans against the counter, folding her arms over her chest which makes her (his) shirt raise up an inch or two.
"I think you might have found your audition song. You sounded amazing. Especially when you really started to get into it." He puts his guitar down so it's leaning on the wall next to the door. Puck starts to stalk towards her. "So hot."
"Yeah? I might have to sing it for Britt and San to see if they agree with you." She bites her lip and looks up at Puck when he stands in front of her. "You're sexy with that guitar."
His hands find her hips. "You're fucking gorgeous in my shirt and dancing around the kitchen." Puck lifts her up so she sits on the counter and moves between her legs. They automatically wrap around his hips and she leans forward to capture his lips. "I didn't realize what I was playing until you started to sing."
She hums against his lips and kisses him leisurely. "I would love to mess around with you Noah, but the food might burn."
Puck laughs and backs away a little bit. "Yes ma'am. Bring it out to the living room when you're done. We can watch TV or put in a movie."
After they've finished their food, Puck manages to get on top of Rachel, tickling her sides while he leans over and nips at her lips. She's squealing and laughing, writhing around underneath him.
"Noah! Stop!"
"Nope." He laughs as he tickles her more and she's starting to cry.
"I didn't mean to question your badassness! I'm sorry!" Her legs wrap around his waist and she tries to push him off but it doesn't work.
"I don't believe you Berry!"
Rachel bites her lip, trying to stop from laughing and giving him what he wants but he finds her most ticklish spot on her ribs and she cries out. "Pleeeeease!"
Finn walks through the door and stares at his mostly naked best friend and a barely covered Rachel on the couch. She's screaming and laughing while he's staring at how hard Puck is laughing. He hasn't seen him laugh like that in a very long time. "Um, am I interrupting?"
Puck looks over his shoulder and smirks at Finn. "Nah, you're good man." He looks down and kisses Rachel on the lips before flipping them over so she's laying back against his chest.
"Thank you for saving me Finn. I don't think he was ever going to stop tickling me."
"No problem. I think." Finn scratches the side of his nose and sits down on the chair at the end of the couch and puts his feet up on the coffee table. He's got on jeans and a v neck shirt. Pretty casual for someone who was doing business all day.
"She questioned my badassness. She deserved it." Puck laces his fingers with Rachel's right hand, setting them over her stomach. "Where's Sarah?"
Finn gives them his famous lopsided smile. "She's calling photographers over in the office at my place. I think she might be pulling her hair out. It's kind of short notice so trying to find someone who's free might be an issue. But whatever." He laughs. "Oh so dude, I kinda got this awesome email today that I wanted to talk to you about."
"Yeah? What was it?"
"GQ wants you to be on the cover for the January issue."
"Wow really?" Rachel looks at Finn then turns to look at Puck.
"Yeah. The cover and like a two or three page interview. Kurt will somewhat be helping with the wardrobe but it'll mostly be their people. He'll just give his opinions on what looks best on you. So you in?"
"Fuck yeah I'm in."
"Really sexy guys get on the cover." Rachel bites her lip and closes her eyes, thinking of what he'd look like on the cover of a magazine.
Puck starts to tickle her when she gets the face of when she's starting to get turned on. He knows that face well. "Stop thinking." Rachel squeals and tries to stop his hands.
"Anyways, I just wanted to talk that over with you. Gotta see how your sis is handling the photographer stuff." Finn gets up and walks out of the living room, leaving Rachel and Puck by themselves again.
Rachel looks over at the clock on his DVR and sighs. "What's wrong baby?"
"I need to go home and change for practice." She turns in his arms so she's laying on top of him and pouts. "I haven't packed either."
"Want me to come over when you get done?"
"You don't have to. We're leaving early in the morning."
"Alright. Call me later then." He smirks at her and pushes her hair back.
"Mm, okay." She stands up and runs to his bedroom to put on her clothes.
She reappears wearing her shorts and her purse on her shoulder, but still dressed in his dark blue button up. He laughs and pulls her down for a kiss. "I'm going to have to buy more shirts if you keep stealing mine."
"I like your shirts."
"Yeah? Why?"
"They smell like you." She smiles against his lips and pecks them one last time before she turns to leave.
Santana throws the ball to Rachel and she watches as the other half of their team try to catch her, but she gets another perfect touchdown.
"Great job guys! Keep that up and we'll be on our way to the championship in no time!" Coach Schuester calls out. "Take a five minute break!"
Rachel and Brittany jog over to where Santana is sitting on the 40 yard line. Brittany hands them both a bottle of water and sits down.
"Holy shit, I feel like I'm going to die." Santana lays down on the fake grass.
"Only," Rachel looks over at the giant clock. "Three more hours."
All the girls groan as Rachel collapses onto the turf next to Santana. Brittany is catching her breath when she sees Finn and Sarah walk onto the grass. "Finn! Sarah!" She waves them over.
"Hey guys." Finn smiles and sits down. "Where's Will at? I needed to talk to him about tomorrow."
"What's tomorrow?" Santana sits up and kisses Finn on the corner of his mouth since she's still trying to catch her breath.
"Since I can't fly out to Philly with you guys, Sarah is going to go so they can discuss the three photographers we have picked out. But I'm really hoping he'll lean towards Bryan Ryan. He's a typically a model and nature photographer but—"
"Bryan Ryan?" Santana sits up and stares at him.
"Yeah, is there something wrong?"
"He's amazing. I've always wanted my photos to turn out like his. He has a huge variety in his portfolio." Finn stares at Santana smiling.
"I saw his portfolio the other day and I think he would be good for the team photos. And for the charity game next week. He's trying to get into sports photography too. Trying to branch out or something."
She smiles. "That'd be great. Do you think I could meet him even if he doesn't do the pictures?" Santana lays back down and closes her eyes.
"Sure, I could probably set something up for after the season." Finn brushes the strand of hair off her face and looks over to Rachel and Brittany. "Rough practice?"
"You have no idea." Brittany smiles tiredly at him and looks over to Sarah. "If you come, you could come with us to dinner with Rachel's dads."
"Oh, I couldn't impose on a family dinner. I'll be fine hanging out with the rest of the team." Sarah shakes her head fast from side to side.
"It's not a big deal, really. You could tell them about Noah." Rachel mumbles out with her eyes closed.
"Finn! Come over here to my office and we'll discuss those photographers." Will calls out from across the field.
"Alright." He calls over. "I'll be over later when you're done with practice okay San?" He leans over and kisses the Latina before motioning for Sarah to come with him.
Santana waves her arm at him when the two of them walk away. She rolls over to look at her best friends. "I think we'll have a few more minutes."
"So I think I came up with an audition song." Rachel sits up and wraps her arms around her knees. "I was in Noah's kitchen cooking and he was playing his guitar. The song was just kind of random but he thinks it could be good for the audition. I want your opinions."
"What's the song?" Brittany turns towards Rachel more.
"Oh darling by the Beatles." She bites her lip nervously and looks between her two friends. They're both just blankly staring at her. Santana's eyebrows are pinched together. Do they really think it's a bad idea? Rachel starts to roll her eyes and pick at the label on her water bottle when Santana clears her throat and sits up.
"Sing a little bit of it."
"What?"
"Do it Rach. Sing part of it for us." Brittany smiles encouragingly.
So she does. Brittany sways and smiles as she sings. Santana puts her chin on her knee and watches her friend. Rachel actually just closes her eyes and imagines that she's sitting in the kitchen with Puck again singing. By the time she opens her eyes, her friends are looking at her with their eyes wide and smiling. The entire team has looked over at her. Finn, Sarah, Will and Shannon have also reappeared just watching her. She feels her cheeks burning and she takes a sip of her water.
"That was amazing Rach." Brittany reaches out to squeeze her hand.
"I think he's right." Santana grins at her friend then looks over to Finn. His eyebrows are still up and staring at Rachel.
"We shouldn't set that in stone just yet. There could be some other options as well."
Rachel is sitting on the private plane as they fly to Philadelphia, listening to a playlist of songs that she has considered for her audition piece, as she stares at Sarah talking to Will. The poor girl looks like she wants to pass out. It is rather early to fly out but Will wants them to have a short practice then to relax the rest of the day. They're meeting her fathers tonight so that after the game tomorrow they can leave right after so it's not too late when they get back to New York.
"I'm just not sure about this guy Sarah. Are you sure that Finn picked him out?"
Sarah and Will are sitting a few seats down from Rachel, Brittany and Santana. "Yes, he gave me the list. He's a great photographer and he's trying to get into sports photography. The team photos will look good since he's worked with models before. And the charity game will be a great time to see if he could work with the team in the future."
"But this photographer, Artie, has done sports before. He may be a bit more inexperienced but it's his field."
"We could always get both. Get Bryan to do the team photos and ask Artie to come out to the game." Sarah shrugs, hoping that she'll get him to bite on that offer.
"Bryan is a really good photographer Will. So the team photos will at least look good." Santana looks around so she can see them both.
He looks over to Santana and back to Sarah. "Alright. Use the plane phone to call Finn and let him know to get them both."
Sarah looks over to Santana and smiles. "Thank you for helping."
"No problem." Santana eases back into her seat and closes her eyes.
"Papa Berries!" Santana squeals out and runs to hug Rachel's dads. Santana and Brittany were particularly fond of her dads, mostly because their parents didn't give them the type of attention that Rachel's did.
"Girls!" They both yelled back and took turns hugging her friends.
Rachel laughs at the scene in front of her and looks over to Sarah. "They might squeal over you too."
"Kinda hope not. Especially since they don't know me."
She rolls her eyes at Sarah and smiles brightly to her dads. "Daddy! Dad!" She runs to her daddy first, the taller black man named Allen then on to her dad, a bit shorter than her daddy but white and Jewish. Both are extremely handsome and she's so proud to be their daughter. They both hug her tightly.
"We missed you. Now who's this?" They both peek around her to look at Sarah.
"That's Noah's sister daddy. She came with us to discuss some business with Will for the charity game next week and the team photos." She turns and looks at Sarah. "Sarah, this is my dad Nathan and my daddy Allen."
"It's nice to meet you." Sarah holds her hand out to Allen to shake it, but he grins and pulls her into a hug.
"If the girls are close enough to you to bring you to dinner, then you're close enough to receive hugs from us as well." Allen smiles and moves back to Santana and Brittany to go inside the restaurant for their reservation.
Rachel follows after them and Nathan sticks his hand out to Sarah, seeing that she's really nervous. "My husband can be a bit…affectionate in that way. You'd think he wouldn't be like that with how tall and big he is. But don't worry about it, we're not that crazy." He winks at Sarah and leads her into the door.
They're all seated and Rachel leans back into her chair. Her dads decided to go to a steakhouse seeing that they had a game tomorrow and figured the protein would be good for them. But Rachel knows that it's just an excuse to eat steak.
"Okay darling, so how long have you been dating this man?" Allen turns towards his daughter. Santana and Brittany grin widely and look to her as well.
"We're coming up on three months." She frowns slightly. "It doesn't even feel like that long since he was gone those three weeks."
"But you're still together so that's all that matters." Brittany cuts in and looks pointedly at Rachel. "They're so cute together Nate. I nicknamed them Puckleberry."
He laughs loudly and winks at his daughter. "You two are rather cute together."
She stares with wide eyes at the man in front of her. "How do you know?"
"We're not that old Rachel, or stuck in the dark ages. We know about Google." Nathan cuts in and raises an eyebrow at his daughter. He laughs when her cheeks start to turn red.
Sarah cuts in to tell them more about Noah along with Santana and Brittany and both of her fathers listen intently. But Nathan looks over and sees that Rachel has the little crease in between her eyebrows so he nudges her and nods his head towards the front door.
"We'll be back." He follows Rachel out the door.
They're leaning against the brick of the restaurant and Rachel breathes out slowly. Her dad pulls out a cigarette and lights up.
"That's awful for you, dad." She looks over at him and he gives her a slight smirk that reminds her of Puck.
"Want one?" He holds the package out to her.
"Game tomorrow. That'd kill my lungs. And I just told you they're unhealthy." She laughs.
Nathan shrugs and breathes out the smoke he just inhaled. "So what's wrong?"
Rachel looks up at her dad. He always played her conscience when her daddy spoiled her and tried to give her whatever she wanted no matter what. She puts her hands into her coat pocket and bites her lip. "Well you and daddy know that I want to try out for American Idol, but yesterday I was singing the song I thought would be great for the audition and everyone at practice stared at me afterwards."
"You know that you have a great voice Rachel. You always loved to sing." He taps on the butt of the cigarette to get rid of some of the ash.
She turns so she's leaning against the brick on her side and looking at her dad. "But I see how things go with Noah. Cameras snapping pictures when he goes out, signing random autographs all the time, girls fawning after him. Throwing drinks on his girlfriend and glaring at her whenever she's out with him or out on his own." She sighs and looks up at her dad. He looks at her concerned but she ignores it and continues. "There's a lot of pressure on being a celebrity. He handles it so well. I'm not saying that if I go that I'll be instantly famous but I'm really worried about it all now. It's not like I'm famous by being on Temptation, but American Idol is huge. Tons of people watch it. And if they think I'm horrible, I'll just be made fun of." She bites her lip to keep it from trembling. Trying to push away the tears that are threatening her eyes. "I'm really scared."
He takes a good look at Rachel and tosses down his cigarette, stepping on it with his foot. "The Rachel I know isn't scared of shit." Her eyes widen. "Yeah, we don't cuss around you baby girl, I know. But I think this is something you should do. What does Puck think?"
She smiles, happy that her dad remembers that he likes everyone to call him Puck. "He thinks I should go for it. Noah kind of helped me pick the song that I'm leaning towards for the audition."
"Which is?"
"Oh Darling by the Beatles."
He hums in agreement. "Great song."
Rachel looks down at the ground then back up at her dad. She hates feeling insecure like this. "You really think I could handle it if any of that happens?"
"You're handling it now with Puck as your boyfriend right? Instead of them, they'll just be wanting things from you. I really think you can do it pumpkin."
Sarah comes out of the front door looking slightly scared. "Our food just got to the table."
Nathan laughs. He knows how Allen can be when he gets with Santana and Brittany. It can get overwhelming, very fast. "We'll be right in." She leaves and he pulls Rachel into his arms. "It's good to see you baby girl. We miss having you around."
"I'm glad you and daddy came up for our game." She hugs him back tightly.
Puck sits on the couch, flipping through random channels on his TV. He takes a glance back at his phone where the picture of Rachel and her dads sits on the screen. They weren't anything like he expected. If anything, they looked like the kind of guys that Puck would get along great with. His eyes move back to the TV and he's flipping through the channels when he sees a pair of long legs that he recognizes and the number 20 on her ass. He found the LA Temptation game on TV.
He sits up and walks out into the hallway, banging on Finn and Mike's door. They both peek their head out and say 'what' at the same time.
"I found the Temptation game on TV. If you wanna watch, come over." They both open the door and move over to Puck's apartment.
Between the three of them, they split up on the couch and chairs while Puck grabs a six pack of beer and chips to put on the table. When he plops back onto the couch, Rachel gets tackled to the ground.
"Damn, those Philly girls are rough." Finn grabs a handful of chips and starts to snack on them.
Rachel shoves the girl from the other team then goes back to Santana to discuss what they're next play should be. By the time the first half ends five minutes later, the score is 22-0, and they are not winning.
"So you and Santana." Mike leans back in the armchair, tossing his right leg over the side and looking over at Finn. "That kiss she gave you the other day was pretty heated." He moves his eyebrows up and down then winks at Finn.
"Yeah dude. She has serious lady wood for you. And bad."
Finn lets out a long breath. "Look, she doesn't really do relationships. And I just got out of a real shitty one. I'm taking things slow with her."
"You're going at a snail's pace man." Mike mumbles while eating a chip.
"Who the fuck cares?" His voice gets louder. "Let me do things with San the way I want to. You and Britt share dancing, Puck and Rachel…well they bond in their own weird overpowering Jewish way. Me and San don't really have anything in common, so going slow and learning shit about each other is working for us."
"Alright alright. Don't get your panties in a bunch." Puck raises his hands in defense and grabs another beer off the coffee table.
The game starts back up and Santana is talking to the team, probably about what play she wants them to do. They split up and Puck leans back into his chair, hoping that they can get at least one touchdown so the loss doesn't sting as much. She moves to throw the ball and Rachel is running down the field, she turns to look for the ball and catches it.
"YES!" Finn and Mike scream, pumping their fists.
But then she drops the ball. Rachel bends over, ripping off her helmet and runs her hands through her pony tail, frustrated. She grabs her helmet off the grass and runs back to where the rest of her team is. Santana pulls her by the pads and puts her forehead on Rachel's, saying something quietly that only they can hear. The smaller girl pushes at Santana's shoulders and puts her helmet back on, walking away to her spot in the play.
"Is Rachel okay?" Finn looks over to Puck. They've never seen her act like that on the field. She loves being a part of that team and always gives it 120%.
"She seemed fine when I talked to her earlier." He stares at the screen in shock.
Santana looks at Rachel when she's about to throw the ball and fakes it to the other wide receiver but sends it Rachel's way. The smaller girl catches it and runs straight to the end zone, getting their first touchdown of the game. Her and Santana point at each other smiling then go to work on getting their team back up in points. They end up winning 24-22. The three of them were impressed that the team pulled it together to win in the short amount of time that they had.
When their flight gets in, Santana drives them all to the guys' building since it's closer to the airport and it's nearly 2 a.m. After they got off the plane, Rachel decided that Santana was the more awake out of all of them. They all sleepily mumble their goodbyes and Sarah lets them into Puck's apartment once Finn and Mike open up for Santana and Brittany. Sarah mumbles out a goodnight and goes to the guestroom while Rachel pushes open Puck's door and sets her bags down. He's asleep with the sheets bunched around his waist, laying on his stomach. She pulls off her clothes and crawls onto the bed, kissing her way up his bare back.
Puck stirs, thinking this is the best dream ever. He rolls over and the kisses continue on his chest. Dream Rachel is amazing, but dream Rachel has never kissed his tattoo on the inside of his bicep. His eyes open and sees his very naked girlfriend kissing his bicep while her fingers stroke his side.
"Hey baby." He reaches for her hips and pulls her up so her legs are straddling his stomach instead of his thighs. "Congrats on the win, we watched the game."
Her fingers freeze and she looks down into his eyes. "You watched it?"
"Yeah, found it when I was flipping through channels." He mumbles out sleepily. He can see that her chocolate brown eyes went from sexy to scared in a millisecond. Puck suddenly feels more awake than he did a minute ago. "What?"
"That wasn't my best game." She starts to pull away but he pulls her back down to him, her chin resting on his chest while he looks into her eyes again.
"So what was wrong."
"Just a conversation I had with my dad at dinner. I didn't sleep well that night and it just transferred over to the game. Santana told me to pull my head out of my ass and that's what I did." Rachel shrugs and idly traces shapes over his heart.
Puck lets out a sigh and closes his eyes before he opens them again. "What did you two talk about?" A tear runs down her cheek and falls onto his chest. He's her boyfriend, she should be able to talk to him about this right? Puck wipes her cheek and pulls her chin up. "Talk to me baby. I'm pretty sure this is what couples are supposed to do."
"I'm scared."
He notices that he's going to have to keep prodding at her to get the answers he needs. It's like pulling teeth. "Of?"
"Auditioning. Any attention I get from being the girlfriend of a sexy actor is slightly overwhelming, how could I handle it if I win? Or if I even get into the top ten? I don't think I can do it." Rachel bites her lip and looks into Puck's eyes.
He smirks and pulls her towards him to give her a light kiss. "You'll be able to handle it. Wanna know how I know that?" She moves her head up and down. "Because you'll have your family to back you up. And I'll be there helping you any way I can."
She lets out a little laugh and kisses his chest. "You're so good to me."
"Yeah, well I'm pretty amazing. I'm a stud, remember? So how about we rewind to the way you woke me up? Because talking about feelings and you being naked aren't going together well at the moment."
Rachel laughs as she can feel his half hard cock against her thigh. "I like that idea."
The next morning Puck wakes up early and grabs a cup of coffee, looking at his phone to see what studio he has to go to for their first day of filming. He's been doing all the dress rehearsals and script read throughs when Rachel was at practice. His stuff usually started earlier than her practice, but she never minded. He however, hated getting up that early.
Rachel walked into the kitchen not too long after him, dressed in her shorts and a button up shirt and kisses his cheek. "I can't believe they want us to do the team photos today after we got in so late yesterday." She yawns against his arm.
"You'll look hot anyways." He kisses the top of her head and sets his phone down to eat some cereal.
"How can you just shovel that into your mouth?" Rachel laughs and sips her coffee.
Puck pauses, spoon mid-bite, while he's still chewing with his bowl in his left hand and looks over to Rachel. The corners of her lips are tugging up in a smile. He swallows his biteful that he had in his mouth and holds the spoon over to Rachel. She rolls her eyes and eats the spoonful and walks into the living room where he proceeds to finish off his cereal in two minutes.
Sarah walks out in her pajamas and plops down in the armchair by the kitchen and yawns quietly. "What's up?" She looks at Puck and Rachel.
"Work in a bit." Puck pulls Rachel into his side and holds her hand. "Does Finn have anything planned for you today?"
She closes her eyes then looks up to the ceiling. "Don't think so."
Finn walks into the apartment, unlocking the door with his key and moves into the living room. "Hey Sarah, Rach, you guys ready?"
Rachel stands up and leans over to kiss Puck on the lips. "I'll get San to send you a picture when I'm doing my individual ones. Have a good day at work."
He pecks her lips. "You too Ray. We might have a late night so I'll call you when I can."
Finn smiles at his friends, happy to see that Puck can be in a civilized relationship, then looks down to Sarah. "Are you wearing that to the photo shoot?"
Sarah looks up at him. "What?"
"Why aren't you ready? I told you we're going to the photo shoot with the girls. Will's expecting us in twenty minutes."
She jumps up and runs to her bedroom. "TWO MINUTES!" She yells out and they hear a small thud.
Brittany and Santana walk into Puck's apartment and look around. "What are we waiting for. Rachel's ready." Finn groans and hits his head against the wall next to the opening to the kitchen. "Finn, stop it." Santana pulls him back and wraps her arms around him.
"Sarah's not ready so Hudson is kinda freaking out." Puck shrugs and looks at his phone. "Aw shit, I gotta go." He slips his phone into his pocket, pulling out his keys and wraps his arms around Rachel. "You comin' by the studio after the shoot?"
Finn looks up at his friend. "Yeah. I'll be there."
Puck kisses the side of Rachel's head and waves bye to everyone. As he walks out the door, Sarah comes barreling out of hers, slipping on high heels and brushing her teeth. Everyone stares at her oddly and she stands there then turns around rapidly to go to the bathroom and spit out the toothpaste.
"'Kay I'm ready." She smiles up at Finn and he just shakes his head.
"Let's go."
Puck's sitting in his trailer in the Army uniform that the costume designer put him in and stares at his phone. Santana just sent two pictures of Rachel doing her individual shot that will be used for the western conference game program and the championship programs as well if they win said conference game. One is with her looking over her shoulder, left hand on her hip and smiling at the camera with paint on her face and loose curls falling down her shoulder. The other one is a full frontal shot with a football in her right hand and her left hand on her hip again. He feels the need to take care of himself but then Finn calls. Why can't he just admire his girlfriend's uniform without being interrupted all the time?
"Hey man what's up?" Puck leans back in his chair.
"I'm going to kill your sister."
Puck laughs. "Not the first time I've heard that Hudson. What'd she do?"
"She's falling asleep man. I get it, we're all tired. But she's gotta act a little professional."
"I'll buy you some beer later to make up for it." Finn moans on the other side. "It's her first job, what do you expect Finn? I'll buy her a damn Blackberry so she can remember shit alright? Listen I gotta get on set. See ya in a bit."
"Yeah, see ya."
Finn walks over towards the cameras where Bryan gathered them around for the team shot. Will and Shannon are standing off to the side while he gets all the girls then calls in the coaches. Sarah is half asleep, standing against the wall. He walks over to her and nudges her.
"You need to wake your ass up. When we're done here I'm going to take you back over to our apartment so you can take my car and buy a Blackberry to get all your appointments in one spot. I'll give you my debit card. Then I'll need you to call Artie to make sure he's confirmed for tomorrow at three for the charity game. Got it?"
Sarah nods. "Yeah Finn. I'm sorry about this morning."
He holds up his hand. "Save it. We're just as tired as you are. Fuck, San, Rach and Britt are probably worn out but they're still smiling and shit. Follow their lead." Finn walks away and watches Bryan take a few more shots of the entire team.
A few hours later after the everyone has showered and gotten refreshed, Finn decides to bring Rachel, Santana and Brittany to the set to see Puck work. They make it on right before they start to begin the scene over again. Finn grabs them a few seats near the director's chair and they watch the makeshift town street that has been built in the studio for this part of the movie.
"Action!" The director leans forward to watch the screen that's focused on the street in front of them.
Quinn is walking across the street fast from inside a building. A few seconds later the door slams open and Puck runs out into the street, grabbing her arm. "Audrey stop!"
She turns around and stares at him in his Army uniform with tears rolling down her face. "James, I can't do this." She says quietly and wipes at her face angrily. "How could you go and join Special Forces? That's the most dangerous thing you can do! They get sent to places they wouldn't send normal infantry. I didn't think that when you enlisted that this would be happening."
"Nothing will happen! And these guys are more than just Special Forces. Donny is joining them too." He motions over towards Eli. "We got each other's backs. You gotta trust me. You're my girl, I have something to come home to."
"They all say that James! Have you seen how many cars have come into our neighborhood to give out letters saying that their sons have died?" She slaps her hand over her mouth and turns around.
Puck wraps his arms around her waist from behind. "That won't be me. It won't be us. And it won't be Donny. Trust us."
Quinn turns in his arms and looks at him then over to Eli, crying. She looks up at Puck and bites her lip. "Okay. I trust you."
Puck smiles and grabs her face to kiss her deeply.
"You have to tell me more about it though."
He swipes the tears away from his cheeks. "Anything you want."
"Cut!" The director jumps out of his seat and walks over to Quinn to talk to her about the next scene. Puck walks over to grab a water when he notices that they're all sitting down and smiling at them.
"Hey." He walks up to Rachel and leans down to kiss her but she puts her hands up on his chest.
"I'm sorry, but I'd feel weird kissing you after you just kissed Quinn." She kisses his cheek instead.
"Oh, yeah, sorry baby."
"That accent is atrocious." Santana laughs.
"Well it is Boston so ya know." He shrugs and rolls his eyes. "Director doesn't seem to mind. And you've heard Eli's in Inglourious Basterds. That was pretty bad too."
"You look handsome Puck." Brittany smiles at him. "And I hate to say this, but the dress Quinn is wearing is really cute."
Rachel and Santana tilt their heads to the side and look at Quinn. The latter groans. "Sadly, yes. Bitch." Santana leans back in her chair and crosses her legs. "Can I steal this chair? It'd be perfect to sit in while I do my makeup."
"Um, nope." Finn laughs and holds her hand.
Puck pulls his chair over and sets it next to Brittany. "He seemed to like that shot so he may let us out for dinner soon."
Santana and Brittany are asking him questions about random things on set when Rachel stiffens and grips Santana's arm tightly. "Fuck Rach, get your nails out of my skin." She pushes at Rachel's hand then looks over to where her friend is looking. She groans internally.
"Well, well. I didn't expect to see you on set Rachel." Holly says from behind Puck. Her hand lands on his shoulder.
"And I didn't expect to see you either Holly." Rachel crosses her arms over her chest.
Finn looks between the three girls and moves behind Santana's seat, resting his hands on her shoulders. He doesn't know what must have happened at that lunch months ago, but he didn't like it. Puck seems to sense it too, because he gets up and walks behind Rachel, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
"I actually didn't expect to see you here either. What's up?" Puck looks over at Holly who decided to sit in his chair that had 'Puckerman' on the back of it.
"I was going to talk to you about the premiere of Fright Night next week. Quinn is going and I wanted to know if you would like to go as well." She smiles innocently up at him, ignoring the glares from Rachel, Brittany and Santana.
"Yeah, sounds great. Baby you wanna go?"He moves to the side of her chair so he can look down at her face.
"But you'd have to go with Quinn." Holly looks at him with heated eyes.
"Why would I go with her? Rachel is my girlfriend. If I'm going to take anyone to a premiere I'd either go with her or one of the guys. Possibly Santana and Brittany if I had to, no offense. But I'm not going anywhere with Quinn where they might start up shit in the press." Santana and Brittany both wave at him, dismissing him and understanding completely.
"I only have one ticket for you Puck. I don't even know if there's even going to be another seat available." She stands up, arms crossed over her chest, ready to have a full blown argument with him.
"Look Holly, he said he wants to go with Rachel. Get on the phone and work your magic to get him another seat. It's not that fucking hard. He's paying you to do that." Finn moves his arms to cross over his chest and looks at her pointedly.
"Of course." She puts on a fake smile and walks away, her heels clicking on the ground.
"I don't like her." Brittany pouts and looks over to Rachel and Santana.
"Join the club." Santana crosses her legs. "So can we get food or not?"
"We can order something in my trailer." Puck laces his fingers with Rachel's and leads them out the door.
Brittany turns around to look at Holly and sees her standing with Quinn, both of them talking silently while looking at their group. She gets a weird feeling deep down and she doesn't like it at all.
I really wanted to get this up yesterday, but I had a hard time writing it. I don't think I really like this chapter. It felt forced. Anyways, opinions on the song Puck and Rachel picked out for the audition? Like it, don't like it? Also, it's based on Sara Bareilles singing Oh Darling, look it up on youtube. She sounds amazing, but it's based on the Beatles lyrics, not the way she changed them up. If anyone has any ideas for her audition song please let me know. I realize that it's October in the story and Fright Night is coming out this week in August, but you know, whatever :) If you guys have any ideas on something you'd like to happen in the next chapter, I'm open to ideas!
Also, I'm trying to reply to anyone who sends a review! Just to show how much I appreciate the reviews, they really do encourage me to write longer chapters and faster to get them out to yall. I might have come up with a new story too, but I wouldn't post it till I finished one of my stories. Thanks again to everyone who has reviewed so far! You guys rock.