A/N: ok guys. I have been trying so hard to update fast and I just epically fail. It's just that I don't like the way this story turned. I think I jumped into it too quickly with puck and Rach and you guys probably agree. I think I got the characters all wrong. But I'm going to finish this, and there's only a couple chapters left until this is done. I'm writing some one shots right now based off of the back 9 episodes [which were so amazing.] And then I might be writing another [more fully developed] glee fanfiction. However it might not be Puck/Rachel. I don't know. If you guys could give me your opinion it would be extremely helpful.
Disclaimer: I do not own a thing, however if I owned glee, Puck and Rachel would have been making out in Bad Reputation ;)
"Oh Mr. Puckerman" Kurt called excitedly.
Rachel ducked her head, running her fingers through her silky hair. Oh god. No, no, no, no, no. She looked around desperately, for some kind of escape or something. It was too late though.
"Sup Beyonce," She heard Puck's deep, sultry voice ask behind her.
She sat up straight and crossed her legs in typical Rachel Berry fashion. There was no reason to have to act different. She was confident, and strong. She didn't have to act like a coward in front of a boy she was absolutely done with. She would act like herself. Her loquacious, future star self. "Hello Noah" She said calmly, staring straight ahead of her.
Puck nodded nonchalantly "Berry."
"Ahem" A tiny voice said loudly. Everyone at the table turned to look at the little girl standing next to Puck. Rachel smiled at her, and she smiled back.
"Uh, this is…," Puck started.
"I'm Jess. Puck's little sister," Jess interrupted. She walked over to Rachel and tilted her head at her. "You must be the girl."
Rachel looked around at her friends then back at Jess. "What do you mean?"
Jess gave her one of those 'duh' looks. "I mean that Noah said…" Puck covered her mouth before she could continue.
"Kids crazy," He simply said, glaring at his little sister. She glared right back at him. Rachel couldn't help but laugh.
Kurt clapped once "Well isn't this just fabulous? Jess, how about Tina and I take you to the build a bear work shop while Rachel and Noah talk, shall we?"
Jess nodded a lot, as Puck shook his head. She looked at Puck pouting her lip. "Please," She begged. Puck groaned.
He shook his head "Why do you always win?"
"Because I'm adorable and you love me?" She asked.
Puck nodded "That's probably it. Go ahead. Don't let Beyonce corrupt you."
Jess smiled widely "Yay!" She skipped over to Kurt, Tina, and Mercedes. The two girls and one male led the happy seven year old to their destination.
"I'll just…" Artie's sentence lingered and he wheeled off after the three friends.
Rachel let out a big breath and looked up at Puck, who was looking away with his hands stuffed into his pockets. She looked away again as well and sighed. "Noah, I…"
"It's ok Rachel. Really," Puck jumped in.
She nodded "Right. Of course. So that 'chick' you were seeing later. It's your…little sister?"
"Hell no. I'm not a freak. I'm going out with Santana later. Why does it matter to you anyway?"
"I suppose it doesn't."
Puck sighed loudly. "Listen, I don't hate you or any shit like that. I just don't know what you want me to say."
"I don't know what I want you to say. It's all just rather complicated," Rachel said quickly.
He rolled his eyes "Yeah whatever you say Berry."
"Noah, I don't appreciate you calling me Berry. I have a first name and I want you to call me by it. If my dads wanted people to call me Berry, they would have made my first name Berry," She rambled.
He rolled his eyes once again "Come with me. We'll…go for a walk or something."
Rachel raised an eyebrow "Ok. I guess." She stood up and followed Puck outside, and they started to walk. "I'm still really sorry Noah. I don't enjoy hurting you, just as I don't enjoy being hurt. I just don't know what I want right now and I feel stuck in between so many choices. So I made a quick decision that I thought would be easier for both of us."
"Well it wasn't," Puck snapped.
She nodded, and ran a hand through her hair. "I know that now. And I'm sorry."
He looked up at her and sighed again. She was so sincere. He didn't understand it and he liked it more than the old Puck would. The old Puck. Did that person even exist anymore? He doubted it. He wasn't the same old bad ass he used to be. He didn't think about having sex with cougars anymore and didn't bother with totally hot MILFs. All because his mind was on Rachel fucking Berry.
"Listen Rach…I'm not gonna lie to you. The shit you pulled with me wasn't ok. And it hurt like a bitch," He said, casting a side glance her way. "And, hell, I think it ruined a hell of a lot between us because this? Us? Isn't what it used to be. So much for being friends," He grumbled, looking around the parking lot.
Rachel looked away, crossing her arms across her chest "I…I suppose you're right. It's just that…this is going to sound really inane coming from me but, you're my best friend Noah.. More so than Kurt. I trust you with everything." She took a deep breath to calm herself down, not wanting to make a complete fool of herself. "But I understand if you don't want to be friends at all," She commented, before turning and headed back for the entrance of the mall.
Before she could get inside, she was spun around. She was about to snap, and tell him to stop sending her mixed signals but didn't get the chance. He pressed his lips to hers, in a deep kiss.
"I swear to god, if those two aren't making up right now I might have to cut someone," Mercedes commented, sticking her chin out. Kurt was keeping his eye on Jess as she ran around, creating her own personalized bear. Thank god for his credit card.
"Trust me darling, I know. Those two are worse than Izzie and Alex on Grey's. They're making watching my favorite television show painful," He said, waving his hands around dramatically.
Tina rose an eyebrow before speaking up. "Is that an accurate comparison? Because Puck would be more like Sloan in that case, wouldn't he," She asked.
"No, sister, Alex has a lot of sex too. And he was angry a lot. And he had some major issues. Rebecca anyone," Mercedes commented, easily changing the topic.
"Can you believe how good the finale was?"
"I was fan guying at the TV."
Artie looked between the three teenagers discussing a television show. "Hey," He snapped, getting their attention. "First of all, we're talking about Puck and Rachel right now. Not Grey's Anatomy. Second, Kurt should probably keep an eye on Jess."
"Oh I'm watching her. It's not like I knew I would be babysitting. I wonder if Noah will pay me," Kurt asked himself, letting his mind wander to the possible ways to get Puck to give him twenty dollars for watching over his sister.
Artie's eyes widened and he rolled his wheelchair in more until it ran over Kurt's foot "What's wrong with you? You took Jess in here to help out your best friend. You know, Rachel?"
Kurt sighed and nodded "Yes, yes I know. I'll just have to ask my father for money instead. But oh it would have been such sweet victory to have Puck pay me."
Artie rolled his eyes "Shut up Kurt."
"You can't tell me to shut up," Kurt gasped.
Puck didn't know how he managed to get Rachel Frickan Berry wedged between him and the back seat of his truck but he was thanking Jesus for it. Lately, this is what his dreams had been made of. It was bordering on pathetic and sad, but at least his dreams were hot as hell.
Too long I've been afraid of, losing love I guess I'd lost. Well if that's love it comes at much too high a cost. I'd sooner buy defying gravity. Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity and you can't pull me down.
He could feel Rachel pulling away and groaned to himself. She reached into her pocket, pulling her cell phone out. "I'm sorry Noah. It might be one of my dads," She looked at him sincerely, and sat up before answering. "Hello," She asked.
Puck instantly heard a lot of yelling. He figured it wasn't one of her dads because he heard that the Berry's were really calm guys. Really really calm guys. He watched as Rachel's expression changed from confusion, to something that looked hurt, to really pissed. She slammed her phone shut and looked up at him with what he could define as deep hatred. What the hell?
"It makes sense now. Everything. Everything I didn't understand. It all makes sense," She said, the anger showing on her face, and betrayal showing in her voice.
Puck studied her carefully "Rach, what are you talking about?"
She was smoothing out her hair and clothes, reaching for the car door. Fuck that. As she started to open it, he reached over and pulled it shut again. "What the hell, Rachel?" He demanded. She spun around to face him again, obviously not pleased. "You got Quinn pregnant. Not Finn. You," She yelled. She never yelled, ever. Which would have made him frightened if he wasn't too busy thinking about the fact that Rachel knew the truth, which meant Finn knew the truth.
"Goodbye Puck," She said, before pulling the door open and getting out of his truck as fast as humanly possible. She made a run for the entrance to the mall, and he watched her go. Quinn told Finn the truth. She told Finn the truth when he couldn't possibly want her to anymore. She had so many chances and she never took them and then Rachel was just there and—
His head was spinning. He needed to stop and think. Even if all he wanted to do was run after the girl who just ran from him.
She wasn't going to cry. She wasn't going to mope. She wasn't going to do any of these things because she wasn't sad. She was angry and felt betrayed. And as stupid as it sounds she wasn't even all that angry with Noah anymore. At first, yes, she let the shock of it all overwhelm her and she was so angry at him for not telling Finn himself because then she could have been with Finn so long ago like she wanted. But then she remembered she doesn't want Finn anymore, and her anger towards Noah all came crashing down on Quinn Fabray.
Hate is a really strong word. But at this moment in time, Rachel really hated Quinn. No one lies about the father of a baby unless they're cruel, nasty people or desperate. Quinn was obviously both. She knew her anger wouldn't last though, unfortunately. Her fathers had taught her better than to hold a grudge and to hold a grudge against someone when the topic had nothing really to do with her would just be wrong. Quinn did wrong in the past, but Rachel would never be Quinn. Rachel was nice, and had dreams. She was kind to everyone [not counting when she wanted a solo] and she would never lie about something so serious.
She was sitting in her bed, thinking. Thinking about Noah and how he must have felt about all of this. Thinking about Finn and how terrible he must be feeling. Even thinking about Quinn, and slightly worrying about what would happen to her now that Finn knows the truth. Rachel was a worrier. She worried, and worried some more. Everyone's well being was always on her mind. For that some people would call her generous and say she has a big heart. Others would call her strange.
Hearing the doorbell ring, she was pulled from her thoughts and she made her way downstairs. She opened the door and looked away instantly.
"We…need to talk," He said and she simply nodded, opening the door more so he could come inside. He walked inside, headed straight for the living room. Rachel followed, curious to hear what he had to say.
"Listen Rachel. I get it. I should have told you about the baby. I should have told Finn about the baby. But it wasn't my place to tell. Quinn told me not to, said I was a lima loser and that Finn would be the better father. And hell she was right so there was no reason for you to know at all really because no way in hell is she ever going to let me be part of that baby's life so I won't have any secret at all really so I have nothing to be sorry for," He stopped pacing, and she stared at him with her arms crossed over her chest.
"That answer was extremely not good enough," She said simply.
"I don't know what you want me to say," He replied, staring her down.
She sighed, and sat down on the couch "I want to know how you feel about this Noah. I need to know that you really weren't just going to let it be and let Quinn lie to Finn this whole time."
"I wasn't gonna," He began. "I was going to try and do something to make sure Finn found out but then you came along Rachel and there was no reason to try so hard anymore. Finn's an ass hole and you deserve someone better. Quinn doesn't want me, she wants Finn. That just leaves the two of us. We're good for each other. You can't deny that."
"You're right I can't. I also can't deny that Quinn Fabray is having your baby," She stood again, starting to pace herself.
Puck sighed "If she wants my help, I'll help her out. But I don't need to be with her. I know she doesn't want to be with me so there's no point. You're different Rachel. I can help Quinn and still be with you."
"I would feel like one of the dirtiest women on this planet. You need to fight for Quinn," She stated.
He jumped up, grabbing her arms, to stop her pacing. "It's a lost cause. I don't want Quinn anymore Rach. I want you."
Rachel looked up into his green eyes and sighed. "I can't be the other girl again. It hurt enough with Finn and-"
"Stop talking," Puck cut her off. "I'm not Finn fucking Hudson. I will always put you first, unless Quinn lets me help her with the baby. Then I'll put my daughter first but never Quinn. She never did anything to deserve it."
"Do you promise," She asked slowly.
He nodded "I promise."
A smile rose on her face, and she jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck. He spun her around and set her down, pressing his lips to hers.
For now, they would be ok. They proved that maybe it's possible for two opposites to attract.
A/N: I just ended it here because I was sick of it hanging in the open and I want to get on with my life XD I wanted to start a new story but didn't want to until I finished MIP. Well I finished MIP in a rush because I don't like the way this went as I stated XD I won't start my new one until I have about 4 or 5 chapters ready for you guys and then I'll add a chapter a week , or two a week maybe.