Hey Guys and Girls, this is a little story (probably three chapter) that I wrote a while ago. The title won't really make sense until the final chapter (or at least, what I have as the final chapter at the moment). It was just one of those ideas that wouldn't leave me alone. I've had to work really hard to keep this a shorter story, unlike the other two I have posted.

Let me know what you think =)

Elle xox

Puck would never admit it to anyone but his family, but he really wanted to please his mom. She had been through hell and back again to make sure he and his sister had the best life possible. She worked in a hard job just to bring in enough money to support her family. So while his mom was lecturing him about certain life choices he had made over the last few weeks, he couldn't help but feel upset that he had disappointed her again.

"I just don't understand, Noah," Rebekah sighed, "There plenty of lovely, even Jewish girls at your school. Why do you insist on hanging out with those horrible girls that always end up dragging you into trouble?"

Noah rolled over on his bed and groaned.

"Don't ignore me Noah! I am sick and tired of having to clean up after the problems you cause. I have had enough," his mom gritted her teeth.

"Agh! Mom! Would you give it a rest! I'm already dating a Jewish girl okay?" he yelled back without thinking, "And I knew if I told you, you would go insane."

"You are?" Rebekah frowned, "Who?"

Puck shifted nervously, "Uh… her name is Rachel. We're in Glee club together." Shit! He thought. I shouldn't have told her that.

"Rachel huh?" Noah nodded in response, "How long has this been going on?"

"A couple of weeks," Noah shrugged his shoulders, "We dated for a while last year but all the shit with Quinn… It wasn't great timing."

His mom smiled, "Well then. Since you are giving it another go, I insist on meeting her. I expect her for dinner tomorrow night," Rebekah turned to walk out of the room.

"What! But what if she is busy…? She has singing and dancing classes most afternoons," Puck tried to dig himself out of a hole.

"Then she can come afterwards… we can wait."

Rebekah shut the door to his room as she left and Puck collapsed back against his bed, letting out a loud sigh. Now what was he going to do. If he told his mom the truth now, she would be angry that he lied to her again, but if he didn't tell her, she would be expecting Rachel for dinner the next night.

Puck could only think of one solution. He would have to beg Rachel to go along with this. They had become closer over recent months but he knew it was probably still going to take some convincing.

So that's exactly what he was about to do. He was standing across the hall from Rachel's locker watching as she collected the books she would need for her last class and homework. Puck had spent the night tossing and turning, trying to decide the best way to approach the issue. He had rehearsed his speech over and over again in his head.

He looked down the hall to see who was around. He didn't care who saw them talking- Noah had no problems about the two of them being seen together. But he didn't think the conversation was something that should be heard by others. Noah was about to take a step towards her when he saw Karofsky only meters away from Rachel. It was too late to warn her and within seconds she was covered in icy slush.

He walked straight up to her and gently took her hand. With slush in her eyes, she couldn't see who it was and jerked her hand away, "It's just me," he said in a husky voice. Rachel relaxed significantly. While she and Noah used to be absolute enemies, he had proven that he had no intention of hurting her anymore. In fact, they had developed an odd sort of friendship since Finn and her had broken up.

"Come with me, we'll get you cleaned up," he took her hand again and led her to the far girls bathroom. The bell rang as he was locking the door. Rachel sighed. It looked like she was going to be late for class again.

"Why are you doing this Noah," she asked as he wiped the sticky red liquid off her face gently.

"I owe you. I saw it coming but couldn't stop it," he said quietly.

"It's not your fault Karofsky is determined to make my life a living hell," Rachel chuckled.

"No… but the slushies are my fault… I started them," he sighed, "I'm really sorry about that."

"It's okay. You've stopped that now," Rachel closed her eyes and lent back to run her head under the water. She was used to doing this by herself so she was surprised when she felt Noah's fingers run through her hair. Her eyes shot open and she saw him concentrating intently on the job.

"Thank you," she said as he wrapped her hair in a towel from his gym bag.

"It's clean… I promise," he smiled back.

Rachel started rummaging through her bag, "Shit," she muttered, making Noah smirk at the thought of her swearing, "This is just what I need."

"What's wrong?" Puck asked her.

"I uh… I may have forgotten to bring a spare change of clothes today…" she mumbled.

"Oh… that's okay… your jeans are still fine and I have my letterman jacket… you can wear that over the top of that singlet top I can see you are wearing under that now disgustingly sticky top," he pulled his jacket out of his bag and handed it to her.

"Really?" she looked at the item in her hand.

"Sure… go ahead," he watched as Rachel pulled her top off, not caring that he was still staring at her, "you should wear tops like that more often," he joked, "You're hot."

She hit him playfully, "um… thanks… I think."

"So, I was actually on my way over to talk to you when all of this happened," he said.

"Okay… well you've got me now," she laughed, putting her arms through his jacket and adjusting it around her waist.

"You might want to sit down," he replied, "this is a big favour… a really big favour."

Rachel stared at him, trying to get any information from him that she could but the boy was hard to read. She walked up against the wall and sat, pulling her knees up to her chest. Noah came to sit in front of her.

"So… My mom was lecturing me yesterday about bad life choices and shit… and I got so frustrated that I just said the first thing that came to my mind… that one thing may have blown quite a bit out of proportion and now I need you're your help," he rambled.

"Noah! I have no idea what you're talking about… What did you say?"

"Um…" he hesitated, "I may have told her that we were dating," he watched as her eyes went wide, "and now she wants to meet my girlfriend. Actually, wants isn't quite right… insists is a better way of wording it."

He waited for a moment to let it all sink in.

"What do you want me to do about it?" Rachel furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend and meet my mom," he said quickly.

"What!" Rachel yelped, "Can't you just tell her you were lying?"

"Rachel she is already so disappointed in me… I don't want to tell her that the one thing she thought I was doing right in my life was all just a lie," Noah admitted.

"Let's just say for a moment that I agree… we can't keep it going forever. Don't you think she is going to be more disappointed that you lied to her for a longer period of time?" Rachel put all the cards on the table.

"That's why she won't find out. We'd 'date' for a few weeks and then break up. I'll tell her we just weren't right for each other," he explained his plan.

Rachel was silent for a minute, "you have really thought about this, haven't you?"

Noah nodded.

"So what would I be required to do?"

"Dinner with my family tonight and just be around every so often," Noah informed her, "Just generally acting like my girlfriend… it probably would be a good idea to act like a couple at school a bit too… my mom and Finn's mom talk a lot and I know my mom will talk about this. Shouldn't be too hard, we're friends and it's not like we haven't dated before."

Rachel looked up at the ceiling for a minute while she gathered her thoughts. She sighed loudly, "Okay then, I'll do it… but we need to sort our stories out. People are going to ask questions and I refuse to be caught on the spot."

Noah grinned and wrapped his arms around Rachel, "Thank you!"

"No problem… now, how long have we been dating?" she questioned.

"Well I told my mom a few weeks, so what about the party after Regionals at Brittany's house?" he suggested. We both left early that night so it's the perfect cover with the Glee kids. Rachel nodded her agreement.

"And we didn't tell anyone because we hadn't told our parents yet and Finn and I had only been broken up for a few weeks," she added. They discussed some of the more minor details until Rachel looked at her watch and saw that it was almost time for Glee. They stood and gathered their belongings. Rachel adjusted Noah's jacket.

"That looks good on you," he smiled and took her hand. He could feel Rachel tense up, "relax babe," he smirked, "we're dating remember… and trust me, dating Noah Puckerman certainly has its benefits."

"Oh, I remember," Rachel smirked back, "We might not have dated for long but I didn't have a terrible time with you."

Noah chuckled loudly, "Good to know, babe!" He unlocked the bathroom door and led Rachel through the halls of the school. Since everyone was still in class, there were only a few people left in the halls but the couple could feel those few people staring. They went to Rachel's locker first so she could get the books she had been trying to get earlier.

Noah stood patiently to the side, holding the books she handed to him. She was jamming them into her book bag when the bell rang signalling the end of the day, and time for glee.

He entwined his fingers with hers again and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. When the pair walked into the choir room, they saw that, apart from their teacher, everyone else had arrived and the group all stopped and stared as the couple walked in hand-in-hand.

Noah ignored everyone and pulled her over to a free seat. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist comfortably. He whispered in her ear, "This could be amusing."

Rachel nodded, knowing it was true. Noah smiled and kissed her cheek. She knew everyone was watching them but Rachel surprisingly felt very comfortable with Noah as they were in their own little world.

Mr Schuester walked into the room as Noah was tickling Rachel and she was squirming in his lap, trying to get out of his grasp.

To say he was shocked by the development was an understatement but it wasn't his place to react, "Puck and Rachel, your own seats please," the teacher told the couple simply. Noah stood without an argument, letting Rachel sit in their seat. He grabbed an empty chair from the row behind and moved it close to Rachel's. He slung his arm over the back of her chair.

The class listened to their teacher but Rachel could feel people staring as Noah unconsciously played with a lock of her hair. She decided that she had agreed to follow through with his plan so she might as well enjoy it and rested her head on his shoulder.

When Mr Schue dismissed the class for the day, Noah jumped up and grabbed Rachel and her things, pulling her out the door before others could ask questions.

"You're good at the whole pretending to be a couple thing," he laughed when they were alone, "I was almost convinced."

"It's not exactly difficult with you. You've got the whole affectionate thing down pat."

The boy led Rachel to her car and put her things inside for her, "so how do you want to do this?" he asked.

"I'll tell my dad's I'm going to dinner at a friends house, so I won't be lying…" Rachel suggested, "What time should I be at your place?"

"Dinner is at 6.30 so if you got there at 6 it would be good, is that okay?"

Rachel nodded, looking over Noah's shoulders to see a small group of the glee kids watching them from the entrance of the school, "Don't look now, but we have an audience," she whispered.

"The glee kids?" he asked, earning another nod, "go with it," he whispered gently as he lent closer in, eventually letting his lips brush over hers. As he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, Rachel couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck like this was a common occurrence. Her brain couldn't think. Every time she tried, all it could come up with was- God, he's a good kisser. When he pulled back, Rachel opened her eyes and snuck a look at the teens. All of them were standing there with their mouths hanging open.

"Yeah, I think they saw that," she laughed.

"I'll see you tonight," Noah replied, "Thanks again," he kissed her lightly on the lips again and held her car door open for her. After watching her drive off, he jogged back to his car and took off himself.

Rachel drove home in a surreal bliss. Even though she knew they were just pretending, she couldn't help but feel elated. As she pulled her car into her driveway, she saw her dad's cars parked out front. Although it didn't happen very often, they did occasionally take the evening off from there jobs at the hospital to spend some time with her. Rachel shrugged off Noah's jacket and left it in her car.

"Dad! Daddy! I'm home," she called as she walked through the door.

"In the living room Princess," she heard her dad reply. Rachel dumped her bag by the stairs and bounced off towards the living room only to find her fathers sitting there without the TV on.

"What's wrong?" she asked worriedly.

Her daddy nodded towards her dad and the small man pressed a button on their answering machine.

'Rachel, Its Kurt. Don't think you can get away with this little stunt. Call me now Missy!' the brunette grimaced as she heard Kurt continue, 'What a surprise we got, after that little display in glee we see you lip locked with the one and only Mr Puckerman and then I heard my step-mother talking to Puck's mom who was saying that he had a girlfriend. How dare you not tell me you are dating him!'

David Berry stopped the answering machine there, "So Rachel… since when have you had a boyfriend?"

"Uh" Rachel hesitated, she had hoped not to have to lie to her fathers too much but that plan would have to go down the drain. Instead she used the story Noah and her had come up with, "… a few of weeks. After Regionals."

"Right… and is there a reason you have kept this a secret?" her other father, Ben, asked.

Rachel shrugged her shoulders, "We didn't want the kids from Glee to find out, but it looks like they did anyway. We were honestly going to tell you soon… I'm going for dinner at Noah's house tonight so I can meet his mom."

"Okay then. Whilst we wish you had of given us a little warning, we do understand you wanting to keep it quiet," David said for the pair. Rachel smiled at her dad's. They always understood.

"Now tell us all about your boy," Ben lent forward eagerly.

"Noah… his name is Noah and he is in glee club with me at school. He is also on the schools football team," she told them. After answering some more questions, Rachel escaped upstairs and collapsed on her bed. She pulled out her phone and sent Noah a text message.

'Kurt left a message on my answering machine demanding to know what was going on. I just got through a grilling with my fathers who wanted to know how long I've had a boyfriend.'

She was just about to start her homework when her phone vibrated in her lap. She opened up the message from Noah.

'Don't ring him bak… its none of his business. R U Ok?'

She smiled at his concern and typed a reply back. 'I'm fine, but the information I gave my dad's isn't going to keep them satisfied for long.

Rachel was just finishing her hair when the doorbell to her house rang. She wasn't expecting anyone so she left it for her dad's to answer and dawdled her way downstairs.

When David Berry answered the door to his house he saw an athletic looking teen standing on his doorstep.

"Hi Mr Berry. I'm a friend of Rachel's… My name is…," the boy started to introduced himself. He had never met Rachel's parents when they had dated last time.

"Noah!" Rachel said surprised, interrupting their conversation, "What are you doing here?"

"This is your boyfriend, Noah?" Ben said from behind Rachel. The girl quickly nodded, "Well then, come inside then Noah."

"What are you doing here?" Rachel asked again when her dad's had headed into the living room.

"Mom has gone nuts getting everything ready for tonight. I wanted to get away so I told her I was going to pick you up. I didn't think it would look too good if I rocked up back at home without you," he explained.

"Okay, but you are going to have to meet my dad's now," she warned him.

"I guess I can manage that," he let her lead him through the halls to the living room.

"Dad. Daddy. I would like you to meet my boyfriend, Noah Puckerman," Rachel introduced him.

"It's good to meet you both, sirs," he held out his hand and shook it with theirs.

"It's nice to meet you too, Noah… Please call us Ben and David. You'll forgive us for being a little surprised, we only found out about the two of you this afternoon," Ben answered for them both.

"Yeah, Rachel told me earlier," Noah admitted, "and the whole keeping it a secret thing was my fault. I didn't want to cause more issues with Finn… him being Rachel's ex and my friend and all," he explained, not wanting to get Rachel in trouble, "But he just has to learn to live with it."

"That is a fair enough comment," David replied, "Rachel told us you invited her around for dinner?"

"Yes sir, I told my mother we are dating yesterday and she wants to meet Rachel now. Is that okay?" Noah asked.

"That's fine, just make sure she is home by 10.30… it's a school night," Ben smiled.

"Thanks daddy," Rachel kissed both her fathers cheeks and took Noah's hand. Her parents watched through the window as Noah helped their daughter into his car and drove off.

"She's meeting his parents already!" David said excitedly, "I like him. He seems very down to earth."

"Yes. I appreciate his honesty," Ben agreed.

So what did you think? I'm open to ideas or suggestions for this story.

Elle xox