I honestly can't work out whether I'm happy with this chapter or not. I guess I am with parts of it, but not with others. Ah, I don't know. Hopefully you guys like it, and I really appreciate reviews.

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Rachel sat alone in the choir room, her fingers moving gently up and down the keys on the piano. She had a free period and as much as she knew studying would be a better option, her mind really wasn't there. It had been almost a month since getting back from New York and things with Noah had been amazing. He'd taken her on dates every Friday night and they'd spend all of Saturday together. He'd met her Fathers, much to his annoyance. She found it fair that she had met his family, so he should meet hers. He liked to point out that she had only met his because they'd walked in when she was there.

He was attentive and on the two free periods a week they shared, they sat in the library together actually doing their work. Sure, his hand would rest on her thigh for most of it and he would glance over at her a lot, but she didn't care. She kind of liked it.

So, things were perfect, they had been perfect. Until she got paired up with Finn for a duet. Honestly, sometimes Mr. Schue was clueless. It had caused herself, Noah and Santana to start yelling and saying no, only to have their teacher say they needed to get past their differences. Which led to Noah avoiding her and it felt almost as though she had the plague. At least, he thought she did.

"You're hiding, Rach." Santana said softly as she walked towards the stool and sat down beside Rachel.

"No, I'm practising."

"With no partner?"

Rachel sighed and leant her head on her new found friends shoulder as Santana wrapped her arm around Rachel's waist. "He's ignoring me."

"Finn? Why?"

"No. Noah. Since Finn and I got paired up, he's barely spoken to me. It's as though he thinks that I want to be paired with Finn. Did he not hear me yelling at Mr. Schuester with you two when it happened?" Rachel was annoyed, she wanted her boyfriend to pay attention to her. She would rather be with anyone but Finn, but she couldn't change it.

Santana couldn't believe her ears, Puck was definitely being an ass about this. Rachel had even stayed behind to talk to the Spanish teacher and try and convince him to change his mind. Santana had been more than willing to change partners with Rachel just so the brunette wouldn't have to sing with her ex. "Your boyfriend is clueless." She muttered, rolling her eyes.

"I know. You have met him, right?" Rachel asked as she lifted her head up to look at Santana.

"Yeah, which is why I stand by my previous statement, clueless."

The two fell silent, Rachel began to softly play the piano again, her eyes fixated on the keys when she heard Santana's voice. "Puck! Get in here, now!"

Lifting her head, she saw her boyfriend walk into the room, take one look at the two of them and turn to walk away. "You walk away, Puck. And I'll do something to you that'll make sure you can't walk for a long time." At her words, Rachel nudged her friends arm, to which Santana smirked and continued talking. "You need to sort this out with Rachel and stop being so stupid! This girl is miserable and it's all because of you."

"I don't have the time." Puck mumbled before walking away before Santana could get up from the stool she was sitting in.

"See, he's mad. It's not like I've even done anything wrong." Rachel whispered, as tears formed in her eyes. She didn't want to cry, she wasn't going to cry, at least she hoped that she wouldn't.

Santana sighed at Rachel's words after Puck had walked out, he was being a complete idiot. Did he not realise that he had the girl? He had Rachel. "He's just being Puck, Rach. He'll come round." Other than Rachel's playing the piano, the two sat there in silence for a few minutes. "What duet are you doing?"

"I don't know. I've avoided Finn as much as I can. I don't want to be around him." Rachel replied softly, pulling her hands away from the keys and wiping her eyes. "I should go and find him."

"Finn?"

"Noah. I want my boyfriend to talk to me." With that said, the brunette stood up and walked towards the door, stopping to turn back to Santana as she reached it. "If he continues to act the way he is, you have my permission to hurt him."

A grin appeared on Santana's face as she heard Rachel's words and she rolled her eyes and laughed slightly when Rachel just walked out of the room. Being friends with Rachel Berry wasn't anywhere near as bad as Santana had thought it was going to be.

As Rachel walked down the hallway, she knew where Puck was going to be, it would be where he always was when something annoyed him and he didn't have class. The bleachers. Making her way out of the building, she heard Finn calling her and she ignored him and continued onto her destination. Seeing him sitting there alone on the bleachers, Rachel suddenly didn't know what to say to him. She always knew what to say when she was around Noah, but this time she didn't.

Walking up to where he was sitting, she saw him lift his head slightly to look at her before rolling his eyes. This wasn't going to go down well, she knew that much. "Can we talk, Noah?" Rachel asked quietly as she sat down beside him, her only response was a grunt from him. "I'll take that as a yes then."

"Whatever." Puck mumbled, his eyes not leaving the football field.

"You're infuriating, Noah. Absolutely infuriating. Do you actually believe for a second that I want to be paired with him? Because if you do, your stupidity amazes me. I would much rather be paired with you or anyone else in Glee than him. I miss my boyfriend talking to me, and until he does, I refuse to even acknowledge Finn."

Puck scoffed at her words, turning his head slightly to look at her. "That's stupid. You've only got a week until we have to do this shit."

"I do not care. Having you talking to me is much more important than one song in Glee. Have you and Mercedes started yours yet?"

"No. Haven't felt like singing."

"I'm surprised she's not hunting you down." Rachel replied with a small smile on her face, hoping to get one out of her boyfriend.

"She has. I've been ignoring her."

No such luck. She got nothing but a few words and she was starting to get annoyed with him now. "Have you been talking to anyone?"

"What does it matter?"

"It just does! What the Hell is up with you, Noah Puckerman?" She began, her voice much louder than it had been. "You're being pathetic. I do not like Finn Hudson anymore. You are my boyfriend, who can usually be incredibly sweet and charming. But right now, you're being a complete asshole!"

Rachel was mad, she didn't curse unless she was mad, and in the past month, he'd heard her curse all of four times and none of them were ever aimed at him. Not like this. As he lifted his head and saw the look in her eyes, he knew that if he didn't start talking, she'd yell even more and probably curse a Hell of a lot more. "Chill, babe."

"I will not 'chill', Noah. I don't want to 'chill'. I want to know why you won't talk to me."

"Because I'm fucking stupid, alright? Because like you just said, I'm an asshole. You're my girl. Mine. And before you come out with some shit about not being anyone's property, I know you're not. But you're my girlfriend, and I hate him. I actually fucking hate the guy, Rach." His voice was getting quieter as he continued speaking. "I know we've been friends since we were kids, but after how he treated you, I don't want you around him."

"That's very sweet of you, Noah. But don't avoid me, please? I hate not talking to you." Rachel lifted her head and looked at him, tears forming in her eyes.

As he looked at his girlfriend, he knew she was gonna cry whether he tried to comfort her or not. So, he put his arm around her and pulled her against himself as he spoke. "I guess, there's this part of me which thinks he'll say some shit and you'll go running back to him."

"Not going to happen. I promise you that." She answered immediately, not wanting to leave any trace of doubt in his mind. "Are you going to stop being Puck and start being Noah again?"

"Can you make sure Santana doesn't do anything to me to stop me from walking?"

Rachel laughed softly and wrapped her arms around him tightly and nodded her head against him. "I will. But if you start being a complete idiot again, I have given her permission to hurt you."

"What?"

"Only if you really deserve it."

Puck shook his head slightly and pressed his lips to the top of Rachel's head, trailing his fingers up and down her arm slowly. "You wanna do something later? After homework."

"Homework at yours then a movie?"

"Sounds great, buttercup. Does this mean you're gonna talk to Finn now though?"

"We have to sort out something for our performance and if you would like, you could sit in on our rehearsals?"

"Mean it?"

Rachel just nodded her head and lifted it slightly to look up at him, smiling as she saw the surprised look on his face. "I do. You need to find Mercedes too."

"I will." Puck whispered before pressing his lips firmly against Rachel's. He was an idiot, he knew that, but at least he still had Rachel there.

When they left the bleachers, hand in hand, Rachel was dragged by him to find Mercedes and she stood there encouraging him as he apologised for ignoring her. To which Rachel chirped up with his immature reason as to why he had done it. That had just made Mercedes roll her eyes and tell Puck to stop being so stupid and it was clear to anyone that he was the only guy for Rachel and Finn was an asshole anyway.

After that, they'd gone to find Finn. Rachel had to stand in front of Puck so that he didn't do anything stupid and he had kept her hand firmly in his and wrapped the other around her waist as he stood there glaring at Finn. When Rachel had told Finn that Noah was going go be sitting in on their rehearsals, he complained, a lot. But Rachel said that the only way she was going to do this duet with him was if Noah got to sit in on their rehearsals, otherwise she'd just deal with Mr. Schue being pissed about them not getting it done. They all knew that Mr. Schuester would continuously put them together until they done it, and even though Finn would love that, Rachel and Puck didn't.

Rachel had arranged to meet with Finn the next day after school and Puck had arranged lunch time the next day with Mercedes. Finn had suggested they met that day after school, but Puck had been quick to chirp up that they had plans so she couldn't then.

"You're going all caveman on me, Noah." Rachel stated as they stood at her locker when she got her books out.

"Yeah, well, I don't want that asshole around my girlfriend."

Rachel just smiled up at him as she closed her locker and turned around to see Santana and Brittany standing there with their arms linked together. "So, we heard you two made up. It's true. Does that mean we can't drag Rachel away from you tonight then?"

Rachel looked up from Santana to Puck who had his arms crossed as he leant against the locker and she knew that he wanted their time alone that evening. "Noah?"

"It's your choice, Rach."

Turning back to the two cheerleaders, Rachel smiled apologetically at them. "Is tomorrow night alright? After I've had my rehearsal with Finn? Noah and I have plans tonight."

"Babe, go with them. It's cool."

"We won't keep her all night. Only for a few hours after school, then you two are free to do whatever you want." Santana interrupted, looking between Rachel and Puck.

Puck just nodded his head and looked down at Rachel who hadn't taken her eyes off of him. "Babe, go. You can come over after, we can do something then."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. It gives me a bit of time to kick Mike and Matt's asses at COD anyway."

Rachel stood on tiptoes and pressed her lips lightly against Puck's, grinning at him as she pulled away. "Thank you." Turning back to Santana and Brittany, Rachel smiled at them and nodded her head slightly. "What did you have in mind?"

"All will be revealed, Rach. We'll see you after school."

As soon as school was over, she was met by Noah outside of her classroom and she gripped his hand tightly as he took hold of it, knowing the look on his face well enough to know he needed it. A part of her wanted to cancel on Brittany and Santana, but she knew that he'd insist that she go with them and she wasn't in the mood to fight with him.

She kept hold of his hand and walked with him to his truck, smiling over at Brittany and Santana as they waited by Santana's car and she stopped when they reached the door, turning to face him. "I'll see you in a few hours, alright? Then I'm all yours for the rest of the evening, understood?"

"Have fun. Don't hurry back or anything, but I'll see you later. Enjoy yourself, Rach." With that said, Puck pressed his lips lightly against hers before watching her walk over to the two cheerleaders waiting for her. If someone had told him a couple of months ago, that he'd be dating Rachel and she'd be friends with Brittany and Santana, he wouldn't believe it. There were days when he still couldn't believe it.

Rachel grinned as she approached the two girls, still hoping that her boyfriend was alright, and as she got to Santana and Brittany, Rachel looked back over at him and waved a little as he got into his truck. He wasn't himself, but if he wanted her to know, he'd tell her.

"You alright leaving him for a few hours, Rach?" Santana asked as she put her arm around Rachel's shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's him that I'm worried about." She whispered as she opened the door to Santana's car. She had no idea what they had in store for the next few hours, but she was going to enjoy it and deal with her boyfriend later.

Walking around a mall for two hours and getting dragged into almost every single shop was not Rachel's idea of a fun afternoon, it really wasn't. The only decent part of it was the fact that she was enjoying spending time with Santana and Brittany. Even though Brittany said a number of dumb things, Rachel learned that she wasn't that bad at all. She was actually quite smart when it came to certain things. Seeing the friendship that the other two had, Rachel couldn't help but be glad to be a part of it. She never expected to be in this position with the two of them, but she wouldn't change a single moment of it.

"Right, we're going to get something for your boyfriend who is probably sitting at home pining after you." Santana said as she grabbed Rachel's free hand and pulled her towards a sports store. She had no idea why they were there, or even what Santana had in mind to get him, but if Santana didn't know, Rachel would think of something. "Choose." The latina said as they stepped into the store and Rachel just stood there looking around.

"How am I meant to know what he likes?"

"He's your boyfriend." Brittany chirped up, taking Rachel's bags from her so the brunette could look around.

After fifteen minutes, Rachel had decided on something stupid, but Santana and Brittany both agreed that he'd like it. After all, it's Puck and anything Rachel got him would be something he'd worship. According to Brittany anyway.

Once they were done shopping, Santana drove Rachel back to Puck's, grinning and saying that she'd see her at school the next day before waiting to make sure Rachel got inside alright. Mrs. Puckerman had met her at the door, this huge grin on her face when she saw Rachel, and then the door closed the moment Rachel stepped inside.

"You have fun with San and Britt?" Puck asked when Rachel walked into his room, shopping bags in hand. She looked exhausted and he figured that being dragged around different stores wasn't her thing at all.

Rachel just nodded her head and dropped the bags on the floor, kicked off her shoes and walked over to the bed, sitting beside Puck. "I hate shopping, Noah." She mumbled as she looked towards the television, noticing he was playing a game, probably whatever it was with Matt and Mike.

"Nah, you don't. You just hate shopping with those two." He muttered as he paused COD. "Wanna watch a movie? I can kick their asses another time."

"Honestly?" Rachel began looking up at him. "I want to sleep. You carry on playing, it's fine." Lifting her head, she pressed her lips softly against his before moving down on his bed and resting her head on his pillow. "Carry on shooting people or whatever it is you do."

"Did my girlfriend, Rachel Berry just say I could shoot people?" Puck asked with a grin as he looked down at Rachel who's eyes were already closed.

"Play your stupid game, Noah."

"Have a good nap, buttercup."

An hour later, Rachel woke up from her nap to an empty room with a blanket covering her. She knew that was down to Noah, but she honestly wished he'd woken her. Looking over at the television, she saw it was switched off, which meant he had probably finished his game a while ago.

Getting out of bed, Rachel grabbed Puck's shirt off the back of his chair and slipped it on before making her way out of his room, smiling to herself as she heard his voice. She could tell he was talking to his Mom and sister and she didn't want to disturb them together as a family, but at the same time she didn't want to stay up in his room.

Stepping into the kitchen, Rachel smiled shyly at his Mom and walked over to Noah who wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. "You're staying for dinner, babe. Mom's even insisting on calling your Dads so you can spend the night here." Rachel looked at Puck in disbelief at his words but when she looked up at Sarah who just smiled at Rachel in a way that said Noah was being honest.

"I don't want to intrude." Rachel said as she felt a another body the other side of her, this one much smaller than Noahs. Looking down she saw Natalie standing there, her arms tightly around Rachel's waist. "Hey, Natalie."

"Stay, please? I like having you around. Please?"

Rachel looked between the three Puckerman's and she knew that she was fighting a losing battle already, running her fingers through Natalie's hair, Rachel smiled down at her and nodded her head. "Since you insist, I'll stay."

With that, Natalie pulled away from Rachel and started jumping up and down excitedly, causing Puck to roll his eyes and both Rachel and Sarah to laugh at the young girl. It wasn't until Sarah told her to set the table that she stopped and started to mumble something before going to get the silverware.

"So, you'll stay for my sister, but not for me?" Puck asked softly when Rachel turned back to face him, a grin on his face.

"I never said that I wasn't staying for you, we have things to talk about anyway."

"We do?" He suddenly got worried, he had no idea what she was going on about and the fact that she'd spent the past few hours with Santana and Brittany didn't go well for him at all.

Rachel laughed softly at his expression before lightly pressing her lips to his, smiling as she pulled away. "You have nothing to worry about, Noah. I'm not going to be stupid and break up with you, I admire your arms too much."

Sarah rolled her eyes at Rachel's words, but there was a grin on her face. "You don't need to encourage him with the ego, Rachel."

"It keeps him happy though. Simple things and all that?"

"Hey! I am here." Puck exclaimed, looking between the two of them. "She does, Ma. Keeps me happy."

"See, with the simple things." Rachel stated, grinning at Puck as she spoke.

"I'm gonna get you back for all the mean things that you say about me?"

"Really, Noah?" Rachel asked with a grin on her face, knowing that he'd catch on to the fact she was thinking about the slushies. And being in a room with his Mom, something like that would not go down well.

Puck sighed at her words and leant his head down on the island, still holding onto Rachel around the waist. "Fine. You win."

"As always."

"I feel like I'm missing something." Sarah said as she plated up their meals.

Puck looked up at his Mom then at Rachel who didn't take her eyes off of him and he knew he looked worried that Rachel was going to spill everything. "Nothing, Ma."

"Rachel?"

Looking up to Sarah, Rachel smiled and then looked down at Puck and she brushed her fingertips over his cheek. "It's nothing. You boy is close to perfect in my opinion." She kept her eyes on him as he smiled up at her, grateful that she hadn't said anything about the slushies, because that would without a doubt get his Mother yelling at him for being so horrible to such a nice Jewish girl like Rachel.

"Other than the crazy, you're pretty perfect yourself, Rach."

"Noah!" Sarah exclaimed, her eyes on Noah as she picked up two of the plates. "Grab yours and Rachel's plates."

Rachel giggled and gave him a quick peck on the lips before moving away from him and letting him stand up. "Want me to get anything?"

"Soda in the fridge? I can come back and get it, it's cool." Puck said as he picked up the plates, waiting for Rachel to get the bottle of Diet Coke from the fridge and follow him into the dining room. "Squirt, you know Mom asked you to lay the table, did you forget to get cups?" He immediately asked as he looked at the table, placing his plate down next to the one he'd just set down for Rachel.

"I'll get them." Rachel said as she handed the bottle to Puck and walked back into the kitchen, taking four glasses from the cupboard and walking back into the dining room. She smiled gratefully as Noah took them from her and placed them down in front of his sister and Mom first before placing their own down.

As usual, dinner went by smoothly, it did consist of Natalie doing a lot of the talking though. Puck would glance at Rachel every so often and smile as he saw how contently she was listening to his sister. He had zoned out within the first couple of minutes, like usual. What he failed to notice was his Mom watching him as he watched Rachel, because if he had, he would have had something to say to her.

Once dinner was over, Rachel insisted that she and Noah done the dishes, because Sarah had cooked for them and she and Natalie should go and react. Before Sarah could begin to protest, Noah just looked at his Mom, shook his head and told her not to bother arguing with Rachel because she wouldn't win.

So, that was how the couple got to be standing at the sink, Rachel wearing some pink rubber gloves as Noah held the towel in his hand to dry the things, leaning against the counter as he watched his girlfriend. She really was beautiful and the fact that she fitted in so naturally around his house made him even more in awe of her.

After a few minutes, of which Rachel knew that Noah was staring at her and he hadn't even bothered to pick up a plate that she had washed to dry or put away, she lifted her head to look at him, blushing almost immediately. "What do you want, Noah?"

"You." He replied instantly with a tiny smirk on his face.

"You have me, remember?"

"I know you're my girlfriend and all that, I'm not that dumb, whatever you and my Mom think." He mumbled, picking up a plate and drying it before putting it away in the cupboard. "I meant, you know, you."

Rachel stood there looking at him blankly for a few seconds before she realised exactly what he meant and she felt her cheeks go an even brighter shade of red. "Oh, right."

Silence filled the air between them and she continued to wash the dishes as he dried them and put them away. When they were finished, she rinsed around the sink and took off the gloves, still washing her hands afterwards.

"I think that maybe going home tonight is a better idea." Rachel whispered, avoiding looking up at Noah. "We have school tomorrow and I need to get a decent nights sleep especially since I have rehearsal with Finn after school."

"Rach," Puck pleaded, making a grab for Rachel's hand but she'd already stepped back slightly and was turning away. "Buttercup?"

"I'm just going to say bye to your Mom and sister, then if you don't mind, could you take me home?"

"No. You're staying."

"I'm going home, Noah. You can either drive me in that god-forsaken truck of yours or I could walk."

"Fine. Go say bye and get your crap."

Silence filled the car on the drive back to Rachel's, she leant her head against the window and looked out as Noah tapped on the steering wheel to something Rachel could only assume he was singing in his head. She hated the silence, and she knew it was her fault. But they hadn't been together for that long and doing that, still scared her. Of course, she knew that Noah would be gentle, that he'd stop if she told him to, but she wasn't ready.

When the pulled onto her driveway, she saw that it was only her Daddy's car there, which meant either her Dad wasn't back yet or they were out on a date. She was guessing the latter by the fact there weren't any lights on.

"Thank you." She whispered, glancing over at Noah before turning and getting out of the truck, pulling her shopping bags with her. She stood there for a moment, looking through them, before taking a small one and putting it back on the seat she'd just been sitting on. "It's for you. Goodnight, Noah."

Puck just sat there looking at his girlfriend, he was an idiot, it was simple. "Night, Rach." He mumbled which was followed by the sound of his truck door slamming, something he knew she'd never normally do. He sat there and watched her as she stormed to her front door, fumbling through her purse for her door keys. He heart a faint groan of frustration and by looking at her he knew it came from Rachel.

Without thinking, Puck got out of his truck and slammed the door, walking over to Rachel and taking her shopping bags from her. "Want me to get the spare?"

Rachel just nodded her head and watched as her boyfriend walk away and get the spare key from under a plant pot before walking back over and handing it to her. "Thank you."

"Anytime, buttercup."

Rachel unlocked the door and looked back up at Noah who was just standing there looking down at her and she wanted to be annoyed, but she couldn't be. Not when he hadn't done anything wrong. "We have ice cream?"

"Is that an invite?"

Rachel nodded her head and stepped into the house, waiting for Noah to join her before she closed the door behind him.

"Thought you didn't eat ice cream anyway?"

"Occasionally. Especially when spending time with my boyfriend is concerned."

Puck grinned and put her bags down as he toed off his shoes, kicking them to the side before he turned back to Rachel. "I'm sorry, it just kinda came out. I'm not gonna lie and say I didn't mean it, because I do. But we're waiting."

"Thank you."

"You're saying that a lot."

"Because I'm glad that you're here and you're you."

"I'm glad I'm here and that you're not yelling at me for some shit. I know I'm not the greatest boyfriend sometimes, but I try, Rach. I really do."

"I know you do." Rachel whispered before taking his hand as she toed off her own shoes and walked into the kitchen with him, letting go when she got to the freezer so she could get the ice cream out.

Ten minutes later, they had a bowl of ice cream to share and Rachel had just put a DVD in before settling down beside Puck, his arm draped over her shoulders as she snuggled against him a little more.

"What are we watching, babe?" Puck asked, taking a spoonful of the ice cream and putting it in his mouth.

"Drop Dead Fred. Have you seen it before? Because we can watch something different if you'd like?"

"Drop Dead Fred works for me."

"You sound bored."

"Nah, babe. I'm good. I was just wondering what you wanted to talk to me about anyway?"

Rachel sighed and put the spoonful of ice cream she had back in the bowl and moved slightly so that she could look up at her boyfriend better. "You're my boyfriend and I care about you so much, Noah. But you need to talk to me when something's bothering you, not just shut off and avoid talking altogether. I know when something is wrong with you, I can tell. I just never seem to know what it is, which is unbelievably frustrating."

"Sorry." He mumbled, his eyes falling onto hers. "I don't know how to do this whole relationship stuff, it's new to me. I don't want to screw it up, Rach."

"You won't. Just talk to me when you need someone there, I'm always here for you. I promise."

"I know you are. Thanks, buttercup."

They settled back to watch the movie, Rachel giggling at the funny parts, and Puck just grinning to himself each time he heard her laugh. It was insane what this girl done to him, but spending all this time with her was worth it.

An hour into the movie, Rachel heard a car pull into the driveway and she looked up at Noah who just smiled at her before looking back at the television and tightening his grip around her. She was worried that he might decide it was time to leave because her Father's were back, but she was glad that he wasn't going to.

When the door opened she heard her Dad call her name, follwed immediately by her Daddy doing the same. "In here, Daddy, Dad." She called back, looking up at them and smiling as they walked in the room.

"Hey Princess. Hello, Noah."

"Hey, Mr's Berry." Puck acknowledged looking from the television to Rachel's parents. They still kind of scared him, he wasn't sure why, but having her Dad's approve of him meant a lot to Puck.

"Noah and I were just in the middle of watching a movie. Did you two have a good night?" Rachel asked as she looked between her Fathers, they had smiles on their faces.

"It was great, thank you. But we have a conference next weekend again, princess. If Noah and his Mom don't mind, you could stay with them if you wanted?" Her Dad said, smiling apologetically at his daughter.

Rachel looked between her Dad's and then Noah who just smiled at her and shrugged his shoulders. "I'll speak to Mrs. Puckerman tomorrow after school and ask her then."

"Sarah. She'll go crazy if you carry on calling her Mrs. Puckerman, and not in a good way. That would be if you started calling her Mom or something." Puck said with a grin, not realising exactly what he said at first. "Not that you have to call her that or anything, just saying."

"Alright, I'll ask Sarah tomorrow after school." Rachel said, sticking her tongue out at Puck who laughed at her immature side coming out.

"Let us know what she says, Princess. We're gonna get an early night, leave you kids alone. Behave yourselves and Noah, don't be too late going home."

"Wasn't planning on it. Gonna finish the movie and then go back. I'll be able to see this little trouble maker tomorrow." He grinned at Rachel's parents before feeling a tiny fist hit his arm, causing him to turn his head and see his girlfriend pouting.

"Goodnight, you two."

"Night, Mr's Berry."

"Goodnight, Dad, Daddy." Rachel called as he parents made their way up the stairs before turning her gaze back to Puck. "You're the trouble maker, Mr. Badass."

"No need to mock me, baby." He couldn't stop himself from tickling her sides, causing Rachel to giggle and squirm in his arms and that just made Puck tickle her eyes more and within minutes they were both laying down on the sofa, Rachel against the back as she draped one her legs over his as she rested her chin on his chest looking up at him. "Hey you."

"Hey yourself." She whispered, smiling as Puck's fingers ran through her hair.

"You're beautiful, you know that?"

"That doesn't sound like a badass thing to say, Noah." She teased before moving slightly, her body practically on top of his as she pressed her lips to his.

"I don't care. You are. Mock me all you want, you're beautiful."

"You're pretty handsome yourself, Mr. Puckerman."

"I should be going, buttercup." The pout was there again, and he wondered how he was ever going to be able to say no to this girl, because it hadn't really happened yet. "Only because I need to sort something out which you're currently not helping and I don't want to do that in your house, especially with your Dad's upstairs."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I'm just gonna picture my beautiful girl when I sort myself out."

"You're disgusting, Noah!"

Wrapping his arms around her, he sat up, keeping her on his lap before giving her a quick peck on the lips and standing up. "And you're beautiful, but you don't hear me complaining."

"Just go."

"Planning on it. I'll see you tomorrow though."

"You best do."

Apologies for any mistakes or anything that doesn't make sense. I wanted to get this posted before I fell asleep and since it's just gone 2am and as I was re-reading it I started to fall asleep. I decided to just post it as it is. Hopefully you liked it.

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