If you knew Rachel Berry at all, you’d know she has a tendency to over analyze everything, so of course that’s what she spent her time doing. She did that for about a week after Sam had let her in on Puck’s feelings, and it wasn’t until she was standing in the very same spot where she’d helped him clean the slushie off, that she decided to do something about it. She went through a range of emotions for the duration of the week, first was disbelief. She couldn’t believe that Noah Puckerman had feelings for her of all people. Sure, he’d broken up with Lauren a few months back but he never really let her know why. She had asked and he brushed her off, saying something about coming to his senses and that he shouldn’t have dated anyone outside of his religion but it wasn’t until now that she finally knew why he’d said that.
Sadness was up next, she cried and wondered why he’d kept this from her for so long. Anger soon followed, and that feeling was enough to give her the strength to finally approach her not so secret admirer. She was shaking by the time she reached him, a determined look on her face that clearly stated, she meant business. Instead of looking scared, Noah looked amused and that just made her even angrier!
"why?" she asked, her arms crossed over her chest.
"you might have to give me a bit more to go off of, Berry," he laughed, looking at her and thinking that even when she had that crazy look in her eye she was still as beautiful as ever.
"why didn’t you tell me?" she stammered, looking anywhere but his face now. The anger was gone, in it’s place was fear and shyness. "You have feelings for me. I have it on good word that you were the one who informed Finn on how to romance me while in New York City for Regionals last year."
He was going to kill Mike, and Sam! Now it was his turn to look around sheepishly, avoiding her stare as he swallowed hard.
"it… i’m…" he stammered, struggling to find the words. Of course, only Rachel Berry could make him go mute. "Look, would you really have cared?" he asked, suddenly feeling the anger rise up in his chest as well. "You weren’t too fucking bothered with me last year, even when I did everything to let you know that I.."
"You what?" Rachel pressed on, moving closer to him.
"That I love you, that I’ve loved you since you ran your fingers through my ‘hawk and forgave me for everything I’d done to you."
"You love me.." she repeated. She had a feeling he did, but hearing him say it made her feel things she didn’t know she was capable of. Now she was the one going mute!
"Yes, and you love Finn. That’s how it’s always been, Rachel so are you really surprised that I didn’t tell you anything? Would it have really made a damn difference? I’m sure I could’ve brought down the moon and named all the stars after you and you’d still be pining over that one pump chump," he spat out angrily. Finn had always been one of his best friends, but in the past year he’d pent up so much resentment and anger towards the guy that he could barely stand to look at him anymore.
"I’m sorry," she said softly, meeting his eyes then quickly letting her gaze fall to the floor. "I should’ve seen it. I should’ve realized that my place wasn’t with Finn, it never was," she sighed.
Throughout the years Rachel had tried making everything work between Finn and her but nothing ever did. It wasn’t until earlier this year that she realized they just weren’t meant to be, they were too different. They wanted things from each other that neither one could promise. Finn wasn’t New York City material and Rachel didn’t belong in Lima.
"I can’t say it back right now, Noah," she sighed, and he nodded.
"But," she continued, smiling up at him hopefully. "I want to take you out on a date."
"A date… you’re asking me out?" he laughed. "Isn’t that my job?"
"Well, things change. Do you accept?"
"Yeah Berry, you can take me out. You’re paying though," he joked, reaching out and pulling her into a tight hug.
Rachel and Noah had been going strong for months now and things were everything they’d expected and so much more. Noah had put his focus on music and his studies and had managed to get his average up to an 3.75 and he’d put out applications for all kinds of scholarships. There was no way he’d be a Lima loser, and there was no way he was going to let Rachel out of his life now that he’d finally gotten her back.
Prom was around the corner and being so focused on his studies Noah had completely forgotten about it. Finally looking up from the pile of books he was in, just in time to catch someone asking their girlfriend out to the prom. Suddenly, he felt like a giant tool bag. “Shit,” he cursed to himself, packing up his things and heading out of the library. He checked in his pockets and was thankful that he’d found a handful of spare change.
After grabbing a ringpop from the vending machine, he sent a text out to Rachel so that she could meet him in the practice room. When he got there, she was sitting there, tapping her heels together and humming softly.
"Hey baby," he greeted, leaning in to peck her lips lightly.
"What did you need Noah? Do we need to go over your Math test again because I’m sure if you’d just concentrate enough you’d get it—"
"No," he laughed, putting his hand over her mouth and then getting on one knee in front of her. "I was just wondering if you’d go to prom with me."
Her hands flew up to her face when she saw the ring pop in front of her, laughing loudly in that Rachel laugh that only she could pull off. “Yes, yes of course,” she grinned, then wrapping her arms around him.
"I’m sorry they didn’t have grape,"