I absolutely love everyone who reviewed! Just for that, I'll try and get a second chapter up today, but it'll be later because I'm going watching Toy Story 3. Jealous, right? :P

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Rachel felt herself frown as she saw that it was Puck calling her. She'd been hoping that Finn would want to talk about the fight they had today, but apparently not.

"Hello," she said cheerily down the phone, trying to hide any trace that she'd been crying.

"Give up the act Berry. It's obvious," was Puck's smug reply.

She frowned," Am I that bad?"

"Yeah, but then again. I don't blame you. Arguments suck, and I've had my fair share today," he said, the sympathy clear in his voice.

"You had another fight with Quinn?" she was suddenly concerned. Though Puck had said that they weren't friends, she considered them to be so, and found him easy to talk to, despite sometimes his tendency to try and make everything about sex.

"I'm pretty sure she hates me now," he laughed, trying to disguise his hurt," I have Kurt to thank for that."

"And I have you to thank for my new hairstyle. You know that Kurt thought it was just me. If he would have known about you, I'm sure that you'd have a new look too," she informed him.

"Sorry about that," there was a pause," Hey, Rachel, do you mind if I come over?"

The question caught her off guard," Erm, I suppose so yes. My dads are at work."

She waited for him to speak, the silence growing," I'm already, kinda outside your house already."

Rachel ran to her window, opening the curtains to see Puck standing on her lawn, his mobile pressed against his ear. He gave her a wave.

"Stay there. I'll let you in," she said, rushing downstairs and opening her door. When the light hit his face, she could see the redness of his eyes and wondered if the great Noah Puckerman had been crying," Are you okay Noah?"

He nodded, stepping into the house. With a smirk, he pointed to her hair," I see you've sorted it out."

"I was just about to dye it," she said, realising how awkward it was between them.

"You ... need any help?"

- glee -

If someone would have ever told Rachel that she'd spend that night sitting on her bed whilst Puck dyed her head, both sharing their feelings., she'd have laughed in their faces and told them that they were crazy. And now, finding herself in that very situation was surreal. She sat cross legged, facing the wall, whilst he carefully placed the dye in her hair, wearing the oversized gloves that came with the packet. He was currently talking about Quinn, and Rachel listened carefully, thinking of any advice she could give him.

"I mean, it's not like I need her to live or anything, but I miss just spending time with her and, if you ever tell anyone this I'll literally hunt you down, but I really wanted to keep the baby ... with her. I used to think about having a family. About our daughter."

Rachel smiled as she heard this and was surprisingly touched by what he had said," Well, if you two can make up, maybe sometime in the future you can see her again, and who knows, you might have another kid."

"I wish. She won't give me the time of day. I don't know what I can do to make her love me again," she heard him sigh, still running the dye through her long hair.

"Do you love her?"

She could practically hear the thoughts running through his mind," So much. I bet you thought you'd never hear that. Me, in love."

"I can tell," she smiled," The way you look at her. Remember when we broke up, because I liked Finn and you liked Quinn?"

He gave out a small, exasperated laugh," Yeah. And now neither of us have them."

Again, the room fell silent. Until Puck let her hair fall from his hands, making sure it all covered in the dye," I think I'm done. What should I do now?"

She passed him the roll of cling film," You have to wrap this around my head."

"Why?" she could imagine the look that was on his face, smiling.

"Just do it!" Rachel laughed. He did as she said, and for a first time it wasn't that bad. Once they had finished, he frowned at her," This doesn't make me gay, does it?"

"No, Noah. You're still all man," she joked.

Rachel took the now dye covered glove off his hand, along with the bottle and threw them in her bin, returning to sit on the bed. He stared at her for a minute.

"Your turn," he said simply.

"W-what?" she furrowed her brow in confusion.

"I told you about Quinn, so now you get to tell me about Finn. I'm not quite sure why I am asking you, Rachel Berry, to talk about your life as everyone knows that you go on all the time, but it's only fair," he shrugged like it was no big deal.

She shook her head, looking down at the bed sheets," I don't really want to talk about it."

"Like hell you don't," he smirked," Just because I'm Puck doesn't mean that you can't trust me. I didn't tell anyone that it was you who gave Kurt his lovely lovely tan."

"Apparently something that Finn can't do," she said bitterly, she a little annoyed at him. And when she said a little, she really meant a lot.

"Why did he do that anyway?" Puck frowned

"You know how I told him that it was us? Well, on that night, he promised me that he wouldn't tell Kurt if I promised to stop pranking him. And he thought that it was me who put the dye in their toothpaste, so he told Kurt, and you know the rest of the story. Me, with my amazing purple hair," she spoke slowly. Something which she wasn't that accustomed to, but it was like putting everything into place in her mind. Finn had only done that because he'd assumed the dye prank was all down to her, and how was he supposed to know that it was just Puck? And, unfortunately for her, in a moment of anger, he'd confessed to Kurt that she'd done it all. Could she really blame Finn? She wondered, if she were in the same situation, would she have done the same thing, but Rachel felt confused.

Should she forgive Finn or not? Everyone knows that he can't exactly control his anger. God, she was so confused.

"Rachel?" she was vaguely aware of the hand being waved before her face. Puck was staring at her like she was crazy, his brow furrowing in confusion," Are you ... alright?"

"I need to apologise to Finn!" she shouted, jumping off her bed and slipping into a pair of shoes.

"Wait, what?" Puck stood up with her.

"This is my only chance Noah. I don't want to lose him!" she almost screamed running out of the room. Puck followed, but by the time he were down the stairs, she was already out of the front door.

"Berry! This is your house!" he looked around, realising that he had to stay. He couldn't just leave her house whilst it was unlocked. As he watched her run down the street, he shook his head, laughing," You've still got cling film on your head!"

But he knew that she couldn't hear him. She was too far away.

- glee-

Finn had began ignoring Kurt for the good part of an hour. He'd given up on trying to persuade him to just leave things as they were, but he was having non of it and had began writing of list of things he could possibly do.

His mind shot back to Rachel. How angry she'd looked in glee, and then when she'd ran out crying. Finn regretted not going after her. He was her boyfriend after all or, at least, he hoped that he still was. She'd definitely be bitter about the whole situation.

Kurt sighed in frustration," Are you even listening to me? I need to know what you think."

"You know what I think," Finn growled in frustration," I think that everyone should stop being so immature! We're all almost adults and we're doing stupid pranks on each other, just to hurt the other people."

"I-I didn't know you were that annoyed about it all Finn," Kurt stared at him wide eyed. There were no words in return, as Finn began ascending the stairs, a scowl on his face. He sat down in the living room, turning on the TV. Carole and Burt had gone to the cinema, leaving him and Kurt alone, which wasn't exactly his ideal evening, but he supposed that he could just avoid him for the rest of the night.

The doorbell rang and he considered ignoring it, but then there were loud bangs erupting from the door," Alright, I'm coming."

He took his time walking to the door, opening it slowly.

"Rachel," he said, the shock evident. She gave him a little half smile. Finn looked her up and down, seeing that she was in her pyjamas and that there was something weird on her hair, which was covered in dye," Is that cling film on your head?"

Her hands shot up to it," Oh my God!"

Cliffhanger! Sort of. I wonder, how many reviews can we get this time? If it gets up to 30, I will definitely update the second chapter tonight. I wanna know what you think will happen with Finn and Rachel? Can anyone of you predict the future? Ooh