Disclaimer: I claim no ownership to Glee or any of it's recognizable characters. I do however own Angel, although I fully expect Ryan Murphey to try to buy her from me in the near future :p

"Is it okay that I'm nervous?" Angel asked as she lead the rest of the girls in the Glee club and Kurt into her room on Tuesday afternoon.

"You've been on a date with him before," Kurt pointed out as he headed straight for her closet, "What's so different about this one?"

"I don't know," Angel said with a shrug, "This one's a real one?"

"And the other one wasn't?" Quinn asked with a smile before following Kurt into the closet, "Damn, girl," she added with a laugh, "I'm in love with your closet."

"Me too!" Santana added, she didn't really like the new girl that much, but she would pretend to just so that she could use her closet.

"I could live in here," Britney said slowly, "But there's no food."

"You guys!" Rachel called, bringing everyone's attention to her, "We're here to help Angel pick out an outfit for her date. Not to go crazy over her closet."

"That's easy for you to say," Kurt muttered, "You've been in here before."

"What kind of date is this?" Quinn asked, trying to bite back the jealously that was filling her stomach. It wasn't that she wanted to date Puck again, but she was jealous that he had obviously moved on when she hadn't managed to do that yet. And it bothered her that she had to keep reminding herself not to be mad at the girl standing in front of her. It wasn't Angel's fault that Puck liked her.

"I don't know!" Angel moaned, throwing herself down on her bed, "He won't tell me anything! It's just like the auction date... only I doubt that he'll go all out again like last time."

"Okay, so what we're looking for is a pair of jeans and a shirt that make you look... BAM!" Kurt said, complete with hand gestures.

"Okay," Angel said with a nod as she stood up from her bed, "I can get some of those."

"No!" Kurt yelled, gently pushing Angel back on to her bed, "We're picking your outfit out for you."

"Fine," Angel muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. She didn't stay sitting for long though. Kurt was like an army general when it came to directing the people in her bedroom, "Tina, Mercedes, and Britney! Make up and hair!" he yelled, "Santana, Rachel, Quinn, and Me... clothes! Move out!"

Angel sighed, it was obvious that she had no say in anything tonight.

~.~.~.~.~

"You look great!" Tina gasped when Angel walked out of her bathroom, "Like really great. Amazing actually."

"As opposed to how I usually look?" Angel asked, self-consciously pulling her shirt down to cover more of her stomach.

"Stop!" Kurt growled in a menacing tone, "Your shirt needs to stay the way I put it. Your belly button is supposed to show."

"But I don't know," Angel sighed looking down at what she was wearing. Kurt had dressed her in a pair of tight dark skinny jeans, a pair of high heeled boots, and a tight red shirt with a black belt encircling her waist. Her hair fell slightly past her shoulders in gentle waves and her make-up was absolutely perfect. It looked good, but she was still unsure.

"Trust me," Quinn said softly, moving forward to wrap her arm around the smaller girl's shoulders, "You're feeling unsure about the date, not the outfit."

She shouldn't have said that, it wasn't very convincing, but it was true. Angel knew that she looked good, and she was pretty comfortable in the outfit she was wearing. What she wasn't comfortable with was the fact that she was about to go on a date. With Puck of all people. She wasn't new to the school, she had heard about him before.

"I'll be right back," she whispered, grabbing her cell phone and running out of her bedroom.

"Way to go Quinn," Rachel hissed before she sat down on Angel's bed.

"Angel? What's up? Doesn't your date start soon?" Mike asked by way of answering his phone a few minutes later.

"Mike?" Angel asked, trying hard not to cry and ruin the make-up that her friends had spent a vast amount of time on, "Is this date a good thing?"

"What? I don't understand," Mike said in a soft, soothing voice, "You were so excited about it this afternoon."

"I just... after what happened with my parents..." Angel whispered, finally voicing her fears and what had been bothering her so much about the date.

Mike tried so hard not to laugh, he knew that it would hurt Angel's feelings if he laughed, "Ang, he's not asking you to marry him. He just wants to take you out on a date. It'll be fine. Believe me. Now, breathe."

Angel took a few deep, calming breaths before nodding, "Thank you Mikey."

"And I bet you look gorgeous," Mike added with a smile, "Go knock him dead."

"Love you!" Angel said with a giggle before hanging up the phone and walking back toward her room, "Okay guys," she said with a smile as she walked into the room, "This time I'm really okay and ready for this date."

"Finally," Kurt laughed, looking up at the ceiling, "We've only been waiting to hear that since you met Puck."

Angel opened her mouth to say something, but the doorbell interrupted her, "He's here," she whispered, biting her lip.

"Don't bite your lip," Quinn whispered, "You'll ruin your make up."

"Go!" Rachel laughed, "Don't leave him waiting! We know the way out."

"Thank you guys so much!" Angel said with a wide smile before quickly hugging everyone in her bedroom and running out of her room, sliding down the banister and almost running straight into the door.

"You okay?" Puck asked with a chuckle, he had seen Angel almost face plant with the door through the glass, "You should be more careful, Goober."

"Goober?" Angel asked with a laugh, "I don't even know what that is."

"You," Puck said simply, reaching out to flick her nose with his thumb, "Are you ready?"

"Where are we going?" Angel asked excitedly as she followed Puck out of her house, "And please don't tell me it's another surprise."

"I figured we could go get pizza and then see a movie," Puck said, silently hoping that that would be good enough for her. He didn't want Angel to be disappointed with the date or to think that he wasn't taking it seriously.

"That's perfect," Angel said with a genuine smile. It would be fun, but there would be less pressure than when he took her to the fancy restaurant outside of Lima, "I'm not overdressed am I?" she asked, suddenly worried that Kurt's outfit choice was too intense for a simple dinner and a movie.

"You look great," Puck said with a smile as he slipped his arm around her waist, "You always do," he added under his breath.

Angel heard him, but she figured that he hadn't meant for her to hear so she just smiled and kept her comments to herself. "Thank you," she said softly when Puck lifted her into his truck, "But now that I'm wearing pants I could probably find my own way into the seat."

"We'll see how that turns out after dinner," Puck said with a grin before shutting the door and running over to his side of the truck.

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"So, wait!" Puck said with chuckle, "You were afraid to come on a date with me?"

Angel nodded as she finished chewing a bite of her pizza, "I mean, I didn't know where we were going, what we were doing, or why you would want to go out with me. It was scary. And everyone in my room was just making me nervous."

"Everyone in your room?" Puck asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Do you think I would come up with this outfit choice on my own?" Angel asked, gesturing toward the shirt she was wearing.

Puck laughed while shaking his head, "No, but remind me to thank whoever did come up with the outfit."

"Why?" Angel asked, hoping that Puck wouldn't say something about the view of her breasts that he was probably getting right now.

Puck leaned across the table with a smile on his face as he gently picked up Angel's hand and held it between his, "I'm enjoying the fact that every guy in this place is insanely jealous of me right now."

Angel laughed, "Very funny," she whispered, ducking her head and hoping that she could hide her blush behind the curtain of her hair.

"Don't do that," Puck whispered, reaching out and brushing Angel's hair out of her eyes, "I like when you blush."

"Wow," Angel said with a chuckle as she pulled away, "That was cheesy."

Puck shrugged, "Works on some girls, figured it was worth a try."

"Really?" Angel said with a laugh, "Because I don't see how that could work on anyone except a girl from a Stephanie Meyer book."

"Damn," Puck said, shaking his head, "Now you know where I get all my lines from."

~.~.~.~.~

The next day the entire glee club was a buzz with gossip about Puck and Angel's date. No one but Mike knew the full story. But they were going to find out soon enough.

"All right," Will said, clapping his hands together, "Who has been thinking about this weeks assignment?"

"I'd like to go," Puck said, raising his hand. Angel turned and looked at him, raising an eyebrow, but he just shook his head with a smirk as he walked to the front of them room and sat on a stool with his guitar in his hands. "This song isn't normally a guitar song," he said, "But I'm going to play it on the guitar and I'm going to devote it to a certain girl," he added, flashing a smile at Angel.

"Just run away

From these lies

Back to yesterday

Safe tonight

I feel the sun creeping up like tik tok

I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not

We'll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked

Yeah you got me begging begging baby please don't go

If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here

I don't know

If you feel the way I do

If you leave I'm gonna find you

Baby please don't go go go go

Baby please don't go go go go

Baby please don't go go go go

Baby please don't

Baby please don't

Baby please don't runaway

From my bed and start another day

Stay instead

I feel the sun creeping up like tik tok

I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not

We'll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked

Yeah you got me begging begging baby please don't go"

Angel shook her head with a smile on her face as she applauded with the rest of the class when Puck finished the last note of his song. She would have expected this out of Finn, but never out of Puck. It surprised her.

"What did you think?" Puck asked as he sat down next to her, reaching out and grabbing her hand. "Was it too much?"

"Yes," Angel said with nod and a smile, "But I absolutely loved it. Thank you."

Puck smiled, "I thought you would," he said, his smile getting wider. "And I meant it," he said, leaning in to whisper in her ear.

Angel could not help the smile that spread across her face at his words. She may have been worried about going out with Puck to begin with, but she was starting to trust him. He had been great on their date and hadn't pressured her into doing anything she wasn't ready for. He still hadn't even tried to kiss her. When he walked her to the door after their date he leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Angel would be the first to admit how much that had disappointed her. She had found herself actually hoping that he would kiss her.

Puck had wanted to kiss her too, he really had, but he was worried about her being ready for it. That was something new for Puck, and it almost creeped him out. He never worried about anyone besides himself. But here he was, worrying about Angel's feelings, a girl that he had only met that year.

No one wanted to follow Puck's performance so Will had them practice a few songs that he was thinking about for sectionals and then he dismissed them.

"Do you have a ride home?" Puck asked as he walked out of the classroom with Angel, still holding her hand.

"I assumed you'd be driving me home," Angel said with a cheeky grin.

Puck laughed and lifted his hand, brushing some of Angel's hair out of her eyes, "You're lucky you're cute," he said shaking his head.

"Is that all I've got going for me?" Angel asked, turning around and gently pulling on Puck's hand, giving him a coy smile.

Puck shook his head, "No," he said as he led the small girl toward his truck, "that is definitely not all you've got going for you. And you know it."

Angel laughed as Puck lifted her up into the passenger seat, "You're right," she said with a giggle, "I do know that."

Puck shook his head as he started the truck and pulled out of his parking spot. It was a relatively quiet ride back to Angel's house. Angel sang along with the songs on the radio, smiling at Puck whenever she caught his eye. Which was frequently, Puck couldn't seem to get enough of looking at her.

"What are you thinking?" she asked him when they were stopped at a red light.

"Who said I was thinking anything?" Puck asked with a teasing smirk.

"I can tell," Angel said with a shrug, "now tell me what you're thinking."

Puck laughed, "So demanding," he joked before picking up her hand and giving it a small squeeze. "I was just wondering why you decided to go out with me."

"Oh no!" Angel said with a giggle, pulling her hand out of Puck's grasp. "You're not going to say something cheesy like how did I get so lucky are you?"

"I could if you'd like me too," Puck said with a smirk as the light turned green and he started driving again. "Would you like that?"

"Please don't!" Abrianna begged as Puck pulled into her neighborhood, "That would be so horrible!"

Puck laughed before turning serious, "But why did you decide to go out with me?" he asked, glancing over at the girl sitting next to him. "Because at the beginning of the year it seemed like you hated me. And now you're holding my hand and letting me take you to dinner. What happened?"

Angel shrugged, "What happened is that I got to know the real you. And I realized that I could be the real me around you. I don't have to put up a front, I can just be... me. And you're okay with that. I'm comfortable around you."

"You're comfortable around Mike," Puck pointed out as he pulled onto Angel's street, "Why haven't you guys gone out?"

Angel laughed and then a disgusted look flitted across her face, "Me and Mike?" she asked, disgust filtering through her tone as well. "I mean, I love him but there's no way that that would ever happen. The boy's like my brother. You don't see me trying to date Brad, so why would I try to date Mikey? It's the same thing, and it's gross."

Puck laughed, pulling the truck into her driveway and putting it into park. To be honest Angel's response had been just what he wanted to hear. It was nice to know that she did not have any interest in the boy who she was obviously so close to.

He got out of the driver's seat and walked around to help Angel out of the passenger seat but she was already standing on her driveway with her book bag slung over her shoulder, "I told you I could get out of the truck on my own," she said with a giggle as she started walking up the front walkway. Not even turning around to see if Puck was following her. She knew he was, he walked her to her door every time he brought her home. "Thanks for the ride," she said softly when she made it to the front door, turning around to look at the boy behind her.

He looked nervous. And he looked like he was trying to make a decision, like he was torn and he didn't know what to do. "Are you okay?" she asked him, reaching out and placing her hand gently on his arm. "Puck?"

Puck nodded and swallowed, "I've wanted to do this all day," he said softly, taking a step closer to her, "But I didn't know how you would take it and for the first time in my life I worried about that. And I knew you wouldn't want your first one to be at school, you'd think I was trying to show off or something. So I don't really know..."

"Puck," Angel said interrupting him as she gave his arm a gentle squeeze, "Shut up and kiss me."

Puck stopped talking instantly and glanced at the girl standing in front of him, wondering if he had heard her correctly, "What?" has asked, hoping that she had said what he thought she had said.

"I said," Angel said, a smile spreading across her lips, "Shut. Up. And. Kiss. Me."

Puck smiled, that was all he needed to hear. His arms slipped around her waist and he leaned his head down, feeling Angel stand on her tip toes until their lips met. He started out gently, giving her a soft peck on the lips and then beginning to pull away. But Angel stopped him, her hands reached up and she placed one on each of his cheeks, keeping him where he was. He smiled into the kiss and willingly kissed back although he still kept it slow. They continued to kiss for another minute before they heard someone clear their throat behind them.

Angel let out a small giggle as she pulled away from Puck and smiled innocently up at her brother, "Hey Brad," she said, giving him a small wave.

Brad tried to look stern but a smile slowly spread across his lips, "It's about damn time."

Author's Note:
Hello my darling readers!
Here's a new update!
Now, I'm not going to lie to you, this chapter was originally going to be longer.
But then I only got two reviews on the last chapter so I decided to shorten it.
But because I still love you guys I kept the kiss in it!
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