Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the recognizable characters. But I do own Angel: TOUCH HER AND DIE!
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"Guys we did so great!" Rachel squealed over the sound of the applause and shrill squeals from the elementary students.
"I told you we would!" Angel laughed, wrapping her arms around Rachel's shoulders and leading her out from the back stage area.
"I didn't really believe you," Rachel admitted with a smile before running off to talk to Will, probably about something to do with sectionals Angel thought with a shake of her head.
"Hey Angel!" Puck called from behind her.
"Yeah?" Angel asked, turning around and laughing when she saw Puck walking toward her with a little girl hanging off her neck.
"I want you to meet someone," Puck said with a smile as he swung the little girl around to his front and cradled her in his arms for a moment before setting her down on the ground, "This little monster is my sister Sarah. Sarah this is my friend Angel."
"You have a really pretty voice," Sarah said with a smile.
"Thanks," Angel said with a nod and a smile, "Your brother's not half bad either, huh?"
"Not as good as you," Sarah said with a giggle as she glanced at her older brother with wide, adoring eyes, "Can we go get ice cream?" she asked her brother.
"I actually made a promise to drive Angel home," Puck said with an apologetic smile toward his little sister, "Tomorrow?"
"Fine," Sarah pouted, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring playfully at her older brother.
"It's fine," Angel said with a shrug, "Bring your sister out for ice cream, brother-sister bonding is important. Believe me, Brad and I haven't had enough of that and it's obvious."
"You and your brother are fine," Puck said with a laugh, "I should know."
"Oh yeah, because normal siblings make it their personal duty to make the other's life miserable," Angel said with a laugh.
"Yeah, normal siblings aren't the Brady Bunch," Puck laughed before growing serious, "But I promised I would drive you home today, not breaking that promise again."
"It's fine," Angel said with a wave of her hand, "I can ask Finn to drive me home, he lives closer to me anyway."
"No," Puck said shaking his head and remembering Finn's whispered threat, "I don't think so. I'll bring you home and then I'll bring you for ice cream," he laughed, glancing down at Sarah for the last part of his statement.
"Noah?" Sarah hissed, tugging on his hand and making him bend down to her level.
"Yeah Squirt?" Puck asked with a smile.
"She can come get ice cream with us too," Sarah whispered, smiling in Angel's direction.
"You sure?" Puck whispered back, making sure that Angel couldn't hear their whispered conversation.
"You want her to come," Sarah whispered back, letting him know that it was obvious even to a seven year old that he had a thing for Angel. This made him wonder why everyone else could see it, but she couldn't.
"Okay," he said with a nod before standing up straight again and turning to look at Angel, "Sarah says you can come get ice cream with us if you want."
"You sure?" Angel asked, Sarah, she could tell that the little girl practically worshiped Puck and she didn't want to invade on their bonding time.
"Yeah, let's go," Sarah said with a giggle as she grabbed onto one of Puck's hands and one of Angel's and started to lead them out of the auditorium. She started swinging their hands back and forth, "This is fun," she giggled.
Puck glanced at Angel over his little sister's head and smiled at her, giving her a joking wink as well. A small blush rose on her cheeks as she smiled at him too, but then she looked away, making eye contact with Sarah, "So which one was your favorite song?" she asked the younger girl.
"I really liked the "Friend Like Me" one," Sarah said with a nod, "The dancing was really cool."
"That was all Angel," Puck laughed as he looked over his little sister's head again with another big smile, "The Glee club is going to be so much better this year because we have more actual dancers."
"Can you teach me to dance like that?" Sarah asked, looking up at Angel.
"Swing dancing might be a little tough for you," Angel said with a smile, "How about ballet or something?"
"Really?" Sarah and Puck asked at the same time.
"Yeah, definitely," Angel said with a smile, "Ballet was always my favorite."
Puck shook his head, "Girls," he muttered under his breath and unlocked the doors of his truck, lifting first Sarah and then Angel into it. Sarah scrambled into the back seat as he walked around the front of the truck to get into the driver's seat.
"You know you love us," Angel teased with a cheeky grin.
"Not yet," Puck whispered with a smile.
"What?" Angel asked, confused about what Puck had said, "What did you say?"
"Nothing, " Puck said with a smirk, "What kind of ice cream are you going to get, Squirt?" he asked, looking at his sister through the rearview mirror. "Mint chocolate?" he asked at the same time that Sarah said it.
Angel smiled at the two siblings, she liked the side of Puck that Sarah brought out. He was sweet and caring, and nothing like the guy that he tried to make the people at school believe he was. He should act like this more often she decided with a small nod. "What are you thinking about," Puck asked, glancing over at Angel in time to see her nod.
"Who said I was thinking about anything?" Angel asked with a shrug and a smile in his direction.
"I can see the wheels in that pretty little head turning," Puck laughed, reaching out to brush some of Angel's hair out of her eyes, "So what are you thinking about?"
"What kind of ice cream I'm going to get," Angel lied before turning around and looking at Sarah, "What kind should I get?" she asked the younger girl.
"You look like the black raspberry type," Sarah said with a friendly smile.
"Now how did you know that that was my favorite type of ice cream?" Angel asked with a smile and a clap of her hands.
"If there is one thing that Sarah knows it's ice cream," Puck laughed as he took one of his hands off the steering wheel, and reaching back to ruffle Sarah's hair.
"He's right," Sarah said with a nod as Puck pulled his truck into the parking lot of the ice cream place, "I do know ice cream."
Angel squeezed Puck's hand as he helped lift her out of the truck, "She's adorable," she whispered as Sarah ran ahead of them to get in line for her ice cream, "Reminds me a lot of you."
"What do you mean?" Puck chuckled, "I'm not four feet tall, I'm not a girl, I don't really like ice cream, and I do not want you to teach me ballet."
"She's got your self confidence and cockiness," Angel laughed, "It's a good thing."
"Most people hate that I'm so cocky," Puck said with a shrug as they got into line behind Sarah, "They say it's annoying or something."
Angel shrugged, "Everyone needs self confidence. I wish I had as much as you do."
"You fake it better than most," Puck chuckled, "At least you can do that."
Angel chuckled and shook her head, "Faking confidence is not nearly as good as actually having it."
Puck opened his mouth to say something, he wasn't really sure what, but Sarah interrupted him, asking Angel something about where she had learned to dance or something else that Puck honestly didn't care about.
But what he did care about was the way Angel's eyes lit up when she talked about dancing and the fact that Sarah actually liked her.
After the ice cream Puck decided to take Sarah home before dropping Angel off at her house. Sarah hadn't needed any explanation but he had to come up with an excuse for Angel, "Grown-up talk," he had whispered to here when she had given him a weird look.
"I want to watch a movie," Sarah said with a smile in Puck's direction, "Will you watch it with me?" she asked Angel.
"What movie do you want to watch?" Angel asked, surprising Puck that she was actually taking his sister's offer seriously.
"Aladdin!" Sarah cheered.
"It's her favorite Disney movie," Puck explained with a smile in Sarah's direction, "That's why she like "Friend Like Me," so much."
"I love Aladdin," Angel said with a smile, "And I'd love to watch it with you. Is that okay, Puck?"
"It's okay with me," Puck said with a shrug, "You sure you're okay with that?" he asked her, "Sarah would understand if you didn't want to watch the movie with her. It's not like you'll hurt her feelings or anything."
"I want to," Angel told him with a nod, "Seriously, I love that movie and it's been too long since I've seen it. Now let's go."
Puck smiled at the girl sitting next to him, "Okay," he said with a nod, "Let's get inside then."
"Thanks," he whispered as they followed his sister into the house, "This is really nice of you. Quinn never wanted to hang out with her."
"It's fine," Angel said, "I actually like her," she added honestly.
"Still, thank you," Puck repeated, wrapping his arm around Angel's small shoulders, "I'm pretty sure that she likes you too."
"Really?" Angel asked, "I never would have guessed."
"Don't be sarcastic," Puck laughed, "That's never attractive."
"Whatever you say," Angel giggled, shaking her head as she sat down on the couch next to Sarah, "I think you find it really attractive," she teased as Puck sat down next to her.
"You caught me," Puck laughed, throwing his arms up into the air, "I'm madly attracted to smart asses."
"Puck!" Angel gasped glancing at his sister with wide eyes, trying to figure out if she had heard him cuss or not.
"She's heard me say worse," Puck said with a shrug, "But I'm sorry."
"Ssh!" Sarah hissed, "The movie's starting."
Puck couldn't help but smile when Angel slouched down into the couch and rested her head on his shoulder, "This is nice," she whispered in his ear.
Puck nodded, agreeing with her and turned his head briefly so that he could lay a small kiss on the top of her head.
"What'd you do that for?" Angel asked in a whisper, raising her eyebrow and looking at him with questions in her eyes. Questions that she didn't want to ask, like why hadn't he gone for the lips?
"I don't know," Puck whispered, "I'm sorry." The truth was that he knew exactly why he had kissed her. But he had a feeling that she wasn't ready to hear that, and the last thing that he wanted to do was to scare her off. He was trying so hard to make sure that he didn't ruin things or mess them up. Angel was something special.
"It's okay," Angel replied in a whisper, "No harm done." As she said that she snuggled even deeper into his arms.
Puck smiled and wrapped his arms around her as the song "A Whole New World" started playing. He smiled and couldn't help but sing along with Aladdin's part.
"I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?
I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming,"
He couldn't help but smile when Angel squeezed one of his hands and began singing Jasmine's part.
"A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear
that now I'm in a whole new world with you"
"Now I'm in a whole new world with you" Puck sang in the background.
"Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky
A whole new world" Angel sang, before she and Puck finished the song together, "For you and me."
Sarah watch the two of them with a soft smile on her face, this was the happiest that she had ever seen her brother, and she really liked it.
"You guys are really good," she said with a smile as she got up off the couch, "I'm gonna go play, I'll see you later."
"Do you want me to take you home now?" Puck asked once his sister had left the room, "We don't have to keep watching this movie."
"No," Angel said, shaking her head, "I want to finish the movie, can't stop it half way through, that's not cool."
"Okay," Puck laughed, "Are you cold?" he added when he saw Angel shiver a bit.
"A little," she said with a small smile, "It's fine though."
"No," Puck laughed, shaking his head, "Here," he said grabbing a blanket and throwing it over the girl's shoulders, "That better?"
"Yes, thank you," Angel laughed as she snuggled into his chest, "You're pretty comfortable, by the way."
"Thanks, I think?" Puck asked, laughter in his voice.
"You're welcome," Angel said with a large grin spreading across her face before turning back to the television to watch the rest of the movie.
After the movie finished Angel made the three of them grilled cheeses since Puck's mom was working the late shift and wouldn't be home in time for dinner. Then Sarah went upstairs to hang out in her room and to eventually go to bed. After they had said good night to her Puck decided that they should watch a more grown-up movie.
"How about Iron Man?" he asked, looking through his stack of DVDs, "You've seen it right?"
"Of course I have," Angel said, rolling her eyes, "It's not like I live under a rock or something."
"Well do you want to watch it?" Puck asked, "I've got other movies we can watch if you don't want to watch this one."
"No," Angel said shaking her head, "I am totally okay with watching Iron Man. Have you seen the second one? It's pretty much amazing."
Puck laughed, "Iron Man it is then," he said, putting the DVD into the player before sitting back down on the couch and wrapping his arm around Angel. She smiled at him and leaned her head against his chest, wondering if she should think that it was weird that the two of them cuddled. She shook her head, they were just friends, and friends could cuddle right?
Puck couldn't help but smile when he realized that Angel had fallen asleep half way through the movie, he thought about waking her up and bringing her home but decided that he'd let her sleep for the rest of the movie before he did that. He couldn't help it, he liked her being there even though she was just sleeping.
"Who's this?" his mom asked when she got back from work, "I've never seen this one before," she added with a pointed look at Puck. Puck wasn't stupid he got the hint that she was giving – he brought home way too many girls.
"This is Angel," he whispered, "She's a friend of mine from Glee Club."
"Friend," his mother said with a nod and a look on her face that told him that she didn't believe a word coming out of his mouth, "Right."
"Seriously, Mom," Puck whispered back, "We're just friends."
Mrs. Puckerman noticed a hint of longing in her son's voice, he didn't want to be just friends with the girl. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable by bringing it up or anything though, so she just nodded, "Get her home by midnight," she said, "You may be behaving better this year than you did last year, but you still have a curfew."
"I know, Ma," Puck said, rolling his eyes, "Don't worry, I'll be in for the night by 12:30. I know the rules."
"Good," Mrs. Puckerman said before walking up the stairs to kiss Sarah goodnight and to go watch TV in her room.
Angel started to move toward the end of the movie, "Hello Sleeping Beauty," Puck said with a smile at the sleepy girl practically in his lap.
"I didn't fall asleep," Angel muttered, blinking rapidly.
"Yes you were," Puck said with a nod and a smile, "It's okay though, I didn't mind."
"I'm sorry," Angel whispered, wiping her eyes, "How long have I been asleep?"
"For about an hour," Puck laughed, "But it's fine. I should take you home soon," he added in a whisper, he really didn't want to bring her home, but he knew that his mother would be pissed if Angel was still there in the morning.
"I don't want to," Angel moaned, secretly delighting Puck when she rolled closer to him, burying her face in his stomach.
"You have to," Puck said softly, in a mock baby voice.
"Nope," Angel pouted, mimicking his baby voice and shaking her head in stubborn manner, "I don't have to do anything."
"Your brother will kill me," Puck laughed, "And you know it. Does he even know that you're over here with me?"
Angel shook her head, "No he doesn't, I just sent him a text that said I was out."
"That's not smart!" Puck said, getting up and almost pushing Angel onto the floor, "If Sarah sent me a text like that I would be really angry when she showed up at home at midnight with a boy like me."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Angel said, shaking her head, "There's nothing wrong with you. You're a good guy."
"Please don't say that," Puck laughed as he watched Angel stand up from the couch and stretch out her muscles. She bent over backwards and gave Puck a brief introduction into just how flexible she was, "I have a reputation to protect," he added after she had finally stopped stretching.
"Whatever you say, tough guy," Angel laughed as she followed him out to his truck, "But I know the truth."
Puck shook his head as he helped her into truck and ran around the front to the driver's seat. He started the truck and pulled out of the driveway.
"I'm just gonna lay down," Angel muttered as she leaned across the front seat and rested her head against the outside of his thigh.
"Don't fall asleep on me again," Puck laughed as he glanced down at the girl who was yawning in his lap.
"I won't," Angel whispered with a yawn, but it was obvious that that was exactly what she was going to do.
"Hey Angel?" Puck whispered, giving her shoulder a gentle shake, trying to wake her up.
"What?" Angel groaned, swatting at his hand without opening her eyes, "Leave me alone."
"You need to go inside," Puck whispered softly, "You're home. Time to go sleep in your own bed, sweet heart."
"Don't call me sweet heart," Angel moaned.
"Baby?" Puck asked with a laugh.
"Stop laughing at me," Angel moaned as she sat up and rubbed her eyes, blinking her bleary eyes at the light on her front porch, "Laughing isn't very nice."
"Well then get inside," Puck chuckled, "Or I'll just keep laughing at you."
"I'm going," Angel muttered, "Good night."
"Good night, sweet heart!" Puck called out of his window, Angel groaned and gave him the middle finger without turning around to look at him. He waited in the driveway until she had stumbled her way into the house and turned off the front porch light.
He shook his head as he backed out of the driveway, nothing was ever boring when Angel was around, that's for sure.
"Where have you been?" Brad asked as Angel stumbled into the front hallway, "Your concert was done at like three."
"It's always cute when you try to pretend to be Dad," Angel muttered with a glare in her brother's direction.
"Someone has to do it," Brad said with a shrug, "Was that Puck's truck?"
"None of your business," Angel muttered, shaking her head and walking up the stairs toward her room, "Just leave me alone."
"Mom stopped by this afternoon," Brad called up the stairs, "She said she'd stop by tomorrow since you weren't here today."
"I'll find somewhere to be tomorrow too, then," Angel muttered before slamming her door and falling into her bed without changing into her pajamas and falling asleep.
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Author's Note: Hey guys!
I'm sorry this took so long to get out to you!
Work started last Monday so I've been at work from 6am to 6 pm every day and then I had to go to my summer school classes.
As you can guess, I haven't had much time to write.
But I finally got this chapter out.
I hope you liked it!
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I love feedback!
And again, I'm really sorry for taking so long!
Until next time, Happy Reading!
xoxo,
Brook.