okay, so i actually never liked Glee before, but my best friend watches it, and i was over at her house and she was watching a DVR one, so i started to like it when she tried to explain it. So i decided to watch it on Netflix. I started from the beginning and saw the episode MASH UP, and kind of fell in love with Puck & Rachel. Just the way he changed for her, or at least tried to, and the way he picked her over football even though he loved it. Anyway, heres my ONE SHOT, hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or any of the characters. If i did, it would be PUCKLEBERRY all the way!

RACHEL POVI shut my locker, then i saw Noah Puckerman smiling at me, slushy in hand. so immediately i braced myself for the freezing beverage to be splashed into my face.

"I picked it up for you when i was buying dip. it's grape. I know that's your favorite because the last time i threw a grape one in your face, you licked your lips before you cleaned yourself off." i didn't know what to say. Me, Rachel Berry, speechless. imagine that. "hey, i was wondering if you wanted to work together on some mash up ideas?"

Before i knew it, i was looking at Noah through my mirror, singing what a girl wants while he played guitar from my bed. i thought he liked me. I hoped he liked me. I think he likes me? Why else would he be being so nice and out of character? We took a break and one thing led to another. Soon enough, we were making out on my bed. I knew i liked Finn, but there was something about Noah. but of course, thinking of Finn made his face pop into my head. And i had to immediately stop kissing Noah because it would be unfair to be imagining kissing someone else right now, especially his best friend. But, i couldn't very well tell him why i had pulled away, so i ended up lying, saying something about him not being brave enough to do a solo song. Little did i know, my excuse would soon be proven wrong.

"I've been working on something." Noah told Mr. Schueman when he asked about mash up ideas.

"Oh yeah?"

"It's my personal tribute to a musical jewish icon." what? he didn't-? no. he couldn't have- could he?

"Uh, fantastic. Lets hear it."

Then the sweet music started. Sweet Caroline, by Neil Diamond. I knew everyone else in the room knew the song was for me, even Finn. but i didn't care. Right now, all that mattered was us. Him, Noah Puckerman, and Me, Rachel Berry.

PUCK POV

What was i supposed to do? Football or Glee? The game or the girl? I knew i had talked about how stupid Glee was, and i insulted it on more then one occasion, but honestly, i have kind of come to love it. But i have always loved Football. So what was i supposed to choose?

Rachel and i were walking down the stairwell, arm in arm, and she was rambling about something that i had to pretend was interesting. I was failing at it. I asked her about my mash-up solo, and she gave me 'constructive criticism'. Not that i expected anything else, but would it hurt to give a compliment once in a while? Then of course, she brings up Finn and his perfect voice. But she makes up for it by finally handing over that compliment. All is well until BAM slushy to the face.

She helps me clean it off, and she's surprisingly good at it, although she should be by now, since i've thrown enough slushies at her alone to fill the school. We talk, but i know it has to come out eventually. I tell her that when the clock strikes 3:30, i will be on the football field in my pads. She takes it with surprising grace, enough to make me re-think my decision.

I wait. I waych as the clock hits 3:30. I know he said he wouldn't be here, but i can't help but hope, even though the rest of the group seems to have given it up. I keep my eyes glued to the door. I hear footsteps. My heart leaps. Only to fall again, when it's not him. I'm happy our friends came, but I continue my wait. Soon enough, he silently rounds the corner, hands in pockets, shy smile gracing his face. I walk forward, making sure he has made the right decision before pulling him into a tight hug. Finn didn't show, and i feel bad about it, but for Quinn. Not for me for once.

Noah is sitting out on the bleachers watching football practice.

"do you miss it?" i ask him, sitting on the bleacher above his.

"hell no." i know this is a lie, but i let it slide.

"I hope you didn't choose Glee over football because of me."

"Why?" I knew then, i had to do it.

"Because, i don't think this relationship is gonna work out."

"That's cool, i was gonna break up with you anyway."

"No you weren't." i say with a slight smile.

"Yes i was. You won't even let me touch your boobs." he takes a deep breath. "It's Finn right? He's never gonna leave Quinn, not with that baby in her belly." It's cute how jealous he is. But is it for me or her?

[a/n: things are about to change from what really happens]

"Wrong." i answer, moving down to the bleacher he's on. He looks up at me, confusion in his eyes. "it has nothing to do with him. I just don't want to be the thing standing between you and what you love. Football might be your dream, and i don't know what i'd do if i couldn't reach my dream. I don't want to do that to you. Our relationship was built on a fantasy. Like every other one in my life. But we can't live that fantasy anymore. We need to each do what we love, and that might be different things. But i can't let you stay in Glee Club for me. You'll just grow to resent me."

He looked up into my eyes, smiled sweetly, and cupped my cheek with his hand.

"I could never resent you." Then he kissed me.