A/N: eh I'm not good with my your, you're and everything. I'll work on it I swear. I also forgot to say the songs. The first one was Tik Tok by Kesha and the second one was No Boundaries by Adam Lambert/Kris Allen. I hate when people don't read authors notes. That's random but it's the truth. New glee this week! I mean did you guys see that November preview?! If not, go you tube it now! -squeal-
Rachel's eyes fluttered closed, and she set a hand on the side of Puck's face while her other one ran itself up and down his chest. She was out of mind, and not paying attention to anything but Puck's lips.
Puck begrudginglypulled his lips from Rachel's. He looked down into her brown eyes carefully, trying to read her facial expression. Kissing Rachel Berry was great, yeah, but he needed to know that she wasn't pretending he was Finn or something.
Rachel looked up at Puck, starting to worry. "Am I doing something wrong? I-oh jeez" She said, turning red. Why was she always making a fool of herself? She pulled herself from his grasp and was about to run off, until she felt his hand wrap itself around her tiny arm. He pulled her back to him and crashed his lips to hers once again. Rachel was shocked, but gladly reciprocated. His hands were lost in her locks of hair, while hers were roaming his shaved hair-gently tugging on what little hair he did have.
Rachel pulled away first this time, in need of a breath. She smiled at Puck and shook her head. This guy just kept surprising her, and blowing her away. He was great. "That was-" She started.
"Amazing" Puck finished, a smirk set on his face. "And you didn't do anything wrong. Everything, just right" He informed her, moving a piece of hair from her face. Stop. You don't do dating Puck. You have sex and then you move on. Besides, you'd just hurt her anyway. So you should probably tell her that. But things are just so perfect right now-
"Noah" Rachel asked, pulling him from his thoughts.
"Right. Sorry. What" He asked, looking around then back at her.
Rachel giggled slightly and shook her head "I said I'm really enjoying this date. I really appreciate you taking me out tonight. It has been keeping my mind off of abominable thoughts."
"Don't mention it. I'm glad I asked you out" He said, rolling his eyes at his own corniness. Who do I think I am, Finn? I hope not. He pushed the thought from his mind, focusing solely on Rachel. He leaned in again, about to continue their earlier act but a loud obnoxious song interrupted him. It sounded like that stupid Battlefield song by that one person who won American Idol.
"Oh-I'd hate to answer it but it might by my dads" Rachel said softly.
"Go for it" Puck said, leaning back. Rachel smiled at him thankfully, before pulling her phone out of her pocket. He rolled his eyes to see a pink cover on it. Rachel frowned at the screen. "It's- It's Finn."
Puck's eyes hardened and he held his hand out "May I?"
"Uhm, Noah I'm not sure-" Puck took her phone anyway and flipped it open. "Finn, hey. What's up" He started, casually, waiting until Finn answered before he got really nasty.
"Puck" Finn asked, sounding shocked.
"That's my name…Now what do you think your doing" Puck snapped.
Finn paused for a moment, making Puck impatient. "Why are you on Rachel's phone" He asked stupidly.
Puck scowled "Because me and Rachel were on a date. You interrupted."
"You and Rachel are WHAT" Finn yelled, loud enough that Rachel could hear. She frowned at the disbelief in Finn's voice.
Puck wished he could punch Finn. Really. They may be best friends but first he got to take credit for getting Quinn pregnant and now he was ruining probably the best thing Puck had ever felt? He was pissed. "On a date. Besides, you should be off doing everything Quinn tells you to do right? I'm trying to help you dude. Leave Rachel alone" He ordered.
"No Puck, I think you sho-" Puck closed the phone, hanging up on Finn. "The boy's crazy" He told Rachel, shrugging.
Rachel pulled a fake smile onto her face "Yeah. Ridiculous."
Puck was about to ask her if she was ok when he got a glimpse at the time. "Oh, shit, It's getting really late. Maybe I should take you home?"
Rachel nodded "Probably. My fathers won't be home until tomorrow morning but Kurt will play the fatherly role and scold you if I'm out past curfew."
Puck shivered "I so do not need to be scolded my Beyonce." The look Rachel gave him made him groan. "I mean Kurt."
Rachel smiled "Better. Let's go." She slid down to the end of the bed, and hopped down to the ground. She walked over to the passenger side of the car, and managed to get in all by herself. Puck couldn't help but laugh at the look of accomplishment on her face as he got into the driver's side. He started the car, and drove out of the park. They remained quiet for the most part on the way back to Rachel's house, with the occasional small question.
Kurt was outside within seconds as he heard the car pull up to the house. He opened Rachel's door and pulled her out of the car.
"Slow down there Beyonce, we don't want Berry to get hurt" Puck joked, winking at Rachel.
Rachel smiled happily "Thank you again Noah. It was an amazing night. You're a great guy. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."
"Night" Puck called, as Kurt through what seemed to be one of those 'I'm watching you' looks over his shoulder to Puck. Puck laughed and shut Rachel's door, driving off.
The next morning, Rachel walked into school in a happy daze. She had never been so happy then she was the night before. Puck had been such a gentleman. She couldn't have asked for a better date. She came to school later than usual due to the fact that Kurt ambushed her in the morning rather than when she got home.
"I want the dirty deets" He had demanded, a hand dramatically laid on his hip. She'd then gone into detail starting with the bowling alley, ending with the phone call with Finn.
Rachel walked down the hall with a wide smile on her face.
"What's up with you" Mercedes asked, materializing next to Rachel.
Rachel sighed dreamily "Noah Puckerman is what's got my mind in such a daze." This answer caused Mercedes to look wide eyed at her friend.
"Yeah, it's true" Kurt said, walking on Rachel's other side.
Mercedes smirked, and looked ahead. She froze at what she saw. "Oh no he didn't" She said in a growl.
Rachel's gaze turned towards where Mercedes was looking. Her eyes widened and she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Puck making out with some cheerleader.
"I'll pound the boy good if you want" Mercedes offered.
Rachel shook her head "No. I'll just talk to him." Rachel held her head high, and stomped over to the two of them. She crossed her arms over her chest and cleared her throat.
The leggy brunette pulled her lips from Puck's and eyed Rachel judgmentally "Yeah gleek?"
Puck's eyes snapped to Rachel. She saw something in his eyes for a second. Like remorse, but it quickly faded. His smirk was set in place and she didn't know if she wanted to hear this. "Yes Berry" He questioned, looking her up and down.
"Noah, last night," Rachel made sure to emphasize that part "You mentioned something about music and performing that song you sang to me for Mr. Schuester. Before we were so affectionate towards each other."
Puck looked between Rachel and Peyton(the leggy brunette). If he was going to make a choice he had to make one now. "I didn't mention it, you did. And me and you, didn't show any affection towards each other what so ever. It was what it was. Nothing more."
Rachel took a deep breath, hiding any emotion. She was Rachel Freaking Berry and she was better than this. Guys shouldn't be taking over her life like they were. She wasn't going to let it happen any more.
"Right. Well, you two enjoy the rest of your day" She said in her typical I'm better than you voice. She spun on her heel and stormed away, ignoring her friend's worried gazes. When she turned the corner he fast walking, turned into sprinting. She wanted to get away from all of it. Go to the music room. Sing it out of her system. Once she did that she would be relieved of anything boy related. She ran smack dab into someone, though, and stumbled backwards.
"Watch where your going Berry, damn" One of the football players snapped.
Rachel looked up at the large boy and nodded timidly "I apologize for being in your way." She started to walk away but the boy called her name. She turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"So you and Puck went out last night, huh" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, Noah and I did engage with each other last night. Why do you ask" She asked, taking more deep breaths.
The boy shrugged "I don't know, I just heard a couple of the guys say that they dared him to ask you out. Thought you might want to know considering all you gleeks are so honest with each other." He smirked and turned, walking away. Rachel watched him leave with her mouth wide open. She knew Puck was a jerk- but she thought he'd actually asked her out because he wanted to. Not because he was obligated to or because it was a joke.
Rachel smoothed out her skirt and took one last deep breath before plastering a big smile on her face. Don't let them see you down. She headed back in the direction she was going before. She was in desperate need of singing.
By lunch time, Rachel Berry's unfortunate situation was all around the school. Everyone knew about Puck's dare…except for Puck. Rachel sat down at a secluded table, and pulled out a notebook to scribble down some ideas for Glee. Or that was her plan. The only words she could seem to form though were "I despise Noah Puckerman. I loathe Noah Puckerman."
Puck walked into the cafeteria, well aware of the eyes on him. He saw Quinn right ahead of him and strut up to her. "Hey MILF" He taunted.
"Don't call me that, Puck" Quinn growled, stepping into the lunch line. Puck followed her.
"So- I heard what you did. I knew you were a tool but I didn't think you were that bad. I mean, ok, sure I don't care much at all for Rachel Berry but taking a dare to ask her out? That's pretty pathetic" Quinn explained, grabbing a burger.
Puck looked at Quinn, confused as hell "Ok hormonal, what are you talking about?"
Quinn scoffed "You know what I'm talking about. Some of the douche bags on the team dared you to ask Rachel out and you did it because you just don't want to give up your stupid pride. See, that's why I label you a lima loser." Quinn threw him one last glare before storming off.
Puck brushed the lima loser thing off, worrying more about the rumor. Whoever started this whole 'dare' thing was going to get his ass kicked. He eyed the table Rachel was sitting alone at, and sighed. He should have left Peyton and talked to Rachel earlier. But he didn't because he was too afraid that he would just hurt her. You don't care about that. Oh who was he kidding, yes he did. Too much. He decided he was going to clear all of this up, and Rachel would have to forgive him. He headed for the table with his unique Noah Puckerman smile that he only gave his mom, sister, and Rachel.
He straddled the chair next to her, looking at her notebook. "Ouch" He said, looking at the words.
Rachel closed her notebook, and grabbed her bag. She stood up and started to walk away. Puck sighed and jumped up, running ahead of her. "Hey, listen to me. I didn't do any dare. I don't even know who started the damn rumor" He said.
"I find that incredibly hard to believe" Rachel snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Rach," Puck started, about to dive into some big story.
"Rachel" She said. "My name is Rachel. Only my friends can call me Rach."
Puck groaned, and threw his head back in annoyance "That's kind of harsh don't you think?" Rachel's serious countenance gave him his answer. "Rachel, last night-"
"Was nothing affectionate. It was what it was. Nothing more" She repeated his earlier words, practically throwing it in his face.
"I lied! I just-" He started again, only to be interrupted again.
Rachel shook her head "Noah, I am not very likeable. I understand that. That's why when people give me the cold shoulder or ignore me I don't care. But you acted as though you actually had feelings for me, or liked me at least. I have no reason to trust you. In fact, I don't. It'll be a great displeasure seeing you in Glee." She turned around and stormed off, dragging her bag along with her.
"Ahem" Mercedes cleared her throat, tapping on Puck's shoulder.
Puck turned around slowly "Ok, don't hurt me! I didn't do anything…ok so I was kissing Peyton but I wasn't dared to ask her out."
"And why do I have any reason to believe some white player boy" Mercedes asked, so close to pouncing.
"Because he's telling the truth" Kurt said from behind Mercedes. "I can see it. Plus, if he was dared to go out with her why would he sing to her, or kiss her, or be so sweet?"
Puck sighed with relief. Thank god for Beyonce.
"Do you have feelings for Rachel" Kurt asked, all of a sudden.
"I-uh-" Puck ran a hand over his Mohawk. "Yeah. I think so. I don't know. All I know is whenever I'm around Rachel I get this feeling I've never felt before."
Kurt smiled warmly at Puck "Great. We'll help you then."
"Say what" Mercedes asked.