A/N: Hey guys. So I appreciate all the reviews, and I really do take into consideration what you all say. I apologize for not having this out sooner. I've been a little iffy on what to do next but I have a somewhat idea now. Oh and just because wants Rachel more than just psychically doesn't mean he likes her/is ok with being seen with her. This is Puck people x]. This chapter is kind of fluff by the way.

Oh and this is something I extremely encourage you to do: go read samcamstargate1's story "Who's that guy with Rachel Berry?" because it is almost over and it has been a joy to read. It's amazing so seriously, don't miss out. Go go, read read. Ok. I'm done rambling.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything. In my dreams I own Mark Salling, but let's not get into that dirty stuff.

Rachel's eye's widened. Puck just kept on surprising her.

"Me? You? Hang out" She asked, trying to find out if this was a joke.

"You obviously don't have to, but-" Puck rambled.

"No, No I want to it's just…Noah are you sure you remember who you're talking to" Rachel asked, half expecting him to laugh and tell her it was all some joke.

Puck groaned. Why couldn't she just believe he wanted to go out with her. Because you threw an icy drink in her face less than a week ago. "I want to go out with you Rachel" He pleaded with her to understand.

Rachel smiled "Ok. I will agree to go out with you only if you promise not to let your hormones take over."

"Ok, no hormones, I swear" Puck said, in a less than happy voice. First she didn't believe him when he seriously asked her on a date and now she was telling him he wasn't going to be getting any? Man liking Rachel Berry had its disadvantages.

"Ok great" Rachel said happily.

"Ok. So I'll pick you up at eight?" Puck asked. He wondered how long her dads allowed her to be out. Either way, it didn't matter. It would all word out. He'd take her out, be a good Jewish gentleman, woo her, and make her fall for him.

"Sounds good. I'll see you at eight, Noah. Thank you for asking me out" Rachel thanked, hanging up.

Puck sat, looking at his phone for a long time before hanging up. He practically fell out of his bed when his cell phone went off right when he pressed end. "Hello" He asked, answering.

"Puck, dude, what are you doing with Rachel. Seriously. I know your not just working on your music, or whatever" Finn's voice asked worriedly.

Puck groaned internally, and he shook his head. His best friend was so nosy, and worrying about things he shouldn't be. "I think it's none of your business. Listen- I'm sorry about earlier. But you deserved it. You have Quinn to think about. Not Rachel."

"I just want her to be happy dude" Finn said, sighing.

Puck rolled his eyes. Typical Finn. "Yeah I get it Finn. Just take my advice and pay more attention to Quinn. Before you lose her." Puck hung up on him, and leaned his head against the back board.

Well at least Finn was smart when it came to one thing. Rachel Berry was so much better then Quinn Fabray.

Rachel looked at herself in the mirror, running her hand along the fabric of her jeans.

"I can't do this" She said to herself.

Kurt rolled his eyes as he flipped through a Cosmo Girl magazine "Sure you can. You look amazing! That boy is going to be checking out your ass all night. Be sure to walk ahead of him sweetie."

Rachel glared at Kurt through the mirror, then went back to focusing on her outfit. "But this top-"

"Is fine" He promised. The doorbell rang and she froze in place. She didn't think she could move. Kurt looked up at her, and raised an eyebrow. He sighed and hopped off her bed, walking up to her. "You have the jeans, the heels, the curls. Everything. You will be fine. Now shush up and go have fun, silly!"

Rachel quickly pulled a long sleeve shirt on over her tank top as the doorbell rang again. She hugged Kurt tightly and ran down the stairs towards the door. She flung it open, stumbling outside as she did. Puck grabbed Rachel before she tripped and fell. He was chucking "Eager to get out of here?"

"No. Well yes, but I- I apologize for not being down here faster. We had a set time and I wasn't ready" She said, rambling.

Puck's smirk, if even possible, became wider. "I'm five minutes late."

"A big no-no says Cosmo Girl" Kurt said from the door.

Puck shrugged "Well let's just say I was trying to make everything perfect."

"Well then, Cosmo gives you 10 points. Have fun you two" Kurt said, waving, and walking back into her house.

Puck looked at the house confused "Is he just going to sta-"

"Yes. Kurt wanted to be here when we returned. He's acting a lot like my fathers" She explained, rubbing her shoulders. She should have picked something that wasn't so thin.

"Cold?" He asked, pulling his jacket off. He still hadn't washed it. It smelled like her. Why would he? He offered it to her, and she happily took it.

"Thank you" Rachel said softly, pulling it on. The jacket had a mixed smell. Cologne, with a tint of sweat. It was weird to find sweat smelling good, but for some reason it did.

Puck opened her door for her, and she struggled to get up. He reached out, about to help her, when she managed to get in. "Easy Peasy" She said to herself. He laughed and shook his head, walking over to his side of the car. As he easily got in, Rachel looked at him curiously.

His gaze turned to hers "What?"

"Where are we traveling tonight? You never did inform me" Rachel asked, keeping her eyes glued to him. She was still waiting for him to turn around and tell her it was all some sick joke.

Puck shrugged "You'll see." He threw his breathtaking smile at her and she smiled back. He was really acting sweet.

They sat there, awkwardly, as Puck drove. Rachel cleared her throat and looked out of the window. "So…about your music. Would you still like me to assist you" Rachel broke the silence.

Puck looked at her for a moment before looking back at the road. He shrugged with indifference "I don't see why not."

Rachel smiled "Ok. That sounds good." She watched him carefully. There was something about his countenance that made her smile. He was always so sure of himself, and knew what he wanted. She didn't necessarily approve of whom he wanted at times but she did approve of his dedication.

As the car came to a stop, she looked up and her smile fell into a frown. They were at a bowling alley, or to Rachel the bowling alley. She took a deep breath and plastered a fake smile onto her face. She opened the car door and hopped out, almost falling but catching herself.

Puck rolled his eyes and walked over to her side of the car. "Maybe you should have worn normal shoes? Not that I'm complaining" He said with a smirk set on his face.

So much for sweet.

Rachel sighed "Yeah, probably." She looked at Puck's hand, which was extended for her to take. She looked from his hand to him and decided there wasn't any reason not to. It wasn't as if holding his hand so he could escort her into the last place she wanted to be would mean they were dating. So she took his hand in hers.

Puck smiled down at their intertwined hands and led her into the bowling alley. He felt Rachel tighten her grip. "Is something wrong, Berry? Your crushing my hand." He looked down at her and saw looking warily in the direction of one of the lanes. "Is this not good enough for you" He snapped. He hadn't really known where he was going to take her, so he picked something simple. There was parties going on, yeah, but he didn't want people to see them together. They'd get suspicious.

"No. No, Noah this is nice. It's just…" Rachel paused, trying to think of a good way to explain.

Puck's face hardened "It's just what? Do you have to have royal treatment or something?"

"No" Rachel argued, crossing her arms. She was becoming frustrated with Puck's attitude. "It's just this is the place where Finn and I last kissed. It just feels awkward me being here again."

Puck scowled "So this is all because of St. Finn. Big surprise there. Maybe I should just take you home Berry. I can go to Matt's party."

Rachel looked at him closely. "Then take me with you" She challenged.

"I-wait what?! Are you crazy? No" He said skeptically.

Rachel shook her head. Noah Puckerman and nice in the same word obviously wasn't a possibility. "It's because you're ashamed of being seen with me, isn't it" She asked softly, looking at the ground.

Puck studied her facial expression and groaned. Here was this girl who was broken from his best friend and who he told himself he'd be nicer too and he was being an ass. Damn he was such a bad Jew.

"No it's because every time I do something for someone it always goes back to Finn" Puck replied, setting a hand comfortingly on her shoulder.

Rachel looked up at him "That isn't really a reason for you not to take me to a party with you."

"But it's still true" Puck cursed.

"Are you jealous of him, Noah? You just always seem so conflicted with Finn and you two are best friends. I would think you should act hostile towards each other" She asked, running her hand up and down his arm. The simple movement sent shivers up his spine.

Puck sighed "Things have changed. Ever since-"

"Quinn got pregnant" Rachel finished for him.

"I guess we're both kind of conflicted, huh" He asked, smiling slightly.

Rachel giggled, without any humor "I suppose we are. We both want it too much."

"Do you…" He was not about to do this. "Want to go to Matt's party?"

Rachel smiled "You don't have to do that Noah. I would feel content with going home if you don't want me to go to a party with you."

"I don't mind, Rach, really. My reputation is already ruined because of me joining Glee." The not pleased look on her face made him clear his throat. "Not that you and me being seen together would ruin my reputation."

"Yes it would" Rachel said, nodding. She wasn't foolish. She knew that people didn't like her.

"Then- Let's go somewhere else. I don't ask a girl out then not go anywhere" Puck objected.

Rachel smiled "I am willing to go anywhere that me and Finn haven't been together. I'm getting really tired of being reminded of him and his games."

Puck scoffed "Tell me about it. Let's leave. I hate bowling anyway." Rachel laughed and followed him out of the alley.

Rachel looked up at the stars as she and Puck sat in the bed of his truck. She closed her eyes and listened as Puck plucked away on his guitar.

"It's rather beautiful tonight" She commented, looking up longingly into the sky.

"Yeah" He said softly, keeping his eyes glued to her. Snap out of it Puckerman. You're acting like one of those 'weak in the knees' losers. He cleared his throat and started playing a tune.

Rachel looked over to him, as the tune was unfamiliar to her. Normally she knew most songs but this one was something she'd never heard before. "That's a pretty tune. What is it" She asked curiously.

Puck raised an eyebrow at her "You've never heard it? It's No Boundaries. The douche bag who won American Idol had to sing it."

"You watch American Idol" Rachel smiled.

Puck scowled "Yeah well, that's my sisters fault."

"Sing it to me?" Rachel asked out of no where. She didn't know why, but she wanted to hear his voice. He was incredibly talented and yet she'd only heard him sing once.

Puck's eyes widened. "Like, right here? Now?"

Rachel giggled, and nodded "Yes, Noah. I mean I've never heard it before. I hoped you would help me get into some good music."

"Uhm…yeah, sure I guess" Puck said, worriedly. He shook it off. He was never worried about anything. He could sing in front of Rachel Berry. He was bad ass and all. He started on the tune again and took a deep breath before diving into the lyrics.

Seconds, hours, so many days
you know what you want but how long can you wait
every moment lasts forever
when you feel you've lost your way

He looked up at Rachel to see her smiling, encouragingly back at him.

And what if my chances were already gone
I started believing that I could be wrong
but you gave me one good reason
to fight and never walk away
so here I am still holding on

The look she was giving him just made something inside of him snap. The way her brown eyes were gazing into his own green ones.

With every step you climb another mountain
every breath its harder to believe
you'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes
to get to that one place
when you think the road is going no where
just when you almost gave up on your dreams

He never would have expected this is how the night would have turned out. Sitting in his car that was parked in the park, looking into Rachel Berry's eyes, and singing an emotional song to her. Yeah. He was becoming a tool.

they take you by the hand
and show you that you can
there are no boundaries
there are no boundaries

His voice came to a stop and Rachel almost cried, she was enjoying listening to him that much. His voice had this perfect sound to it- he sounded way better than he did the first time she heard him sing. She vaguely wondered if he'd been working on it.

"That was amazing. The best I've ever heard" Rachel said enthusiastically. "You're incredibly talented Noah. You should consider singing that in glee. I'm sure Mr. Schuester would love it, and so would everyone else."

Puck set his guitar against the side of the truck and shrugged "I guess I'll think about it." Rachel looked down at his jacket that she was wearing then back up at him. He had to be freezing.

"Are you cold? I can give you your jacket back. It doesn't seem very fair that you have to be cold and I don't" Rachel rambled.

"Berry-It's fine. I'd rather I be cold than you" Puck jumped in, cutting her off. He hated it when she rambled. It always gave him a head ache.

"No I insist you take it back" Rachel said, sliding it off her shoulders and scooting closer to him to give it back.

"Rachel seriously, put it back on" Puck ordered.

Rachel shook her head stubbornly "Please, just take it back."

"Ok how about we make a deal. If I put this back on, your going to be sitting right between my legs, wrapped in my arms so your not cold either" Puck said, smiling. He figured that would make her keep the jacket.

"Ok. That sounds reasonable" Rachel said, shoving the jacket into his hands. Puck's face fell. That wasn't how it should have went down. She should have been repulsed by the idea and would throw the jacket back on. Thank god for me being wrong. Puck pulled her jacket on then opened his arms, waiting to see if she'd actually lean into him.

Rachel eyed him warily, then smiled and rested herself comfortably in his arms. She felt the heat radiating off of him to her and realized this was a good idea. She set her head on his shoulder. Oh, why couldn't Noah Puckerman be like this all the time?

"You smell good" Puck muttered, absently. She did, why lie about it. Rachel giggled softly "Thank you. You do too."

"What do I smell like" He inquired, actually curious. He figured he smelled like sweat and that normally didn't smell good.

Rachel inhaled, bringing his scent in again "Like cologne…and sweat. But in a good way. What about me?"

Puck chuckled, breathing down her neck. She shivered, and decided to play it off as the cold. "I've been contemplating the answer to that. At first it was peppermint but then it changed. I've narrowed it down to gingerbread cookies and cinnamon." He laughed at his own idiocy.

Rachel looked up at him, into his gorgeous green eyes. She swore she could get lost in them forever. But this was Puck. Noah Puckerman, the guy who'd tortured her for years…but she was starting to wonder if none of that mattered.

Puck looked back down at her, the both of them staring at each other. "I give you permission to kiss me" She said, hoping he'd actually do it.

He smirked "I didn't need permission."

"But you would have waited for it" She said softly.

His smirk softened into a smile and he nodded his head "Your right." His eyes moved from her lips and back to her eyes before he slowly leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

Hmm, that doesn't mean they're together. You see some people don't want them together. -hums and looks off into the distance-