Hey guys! It's been awhile since I uploaded this story, but I am back and have a very long chapter for you. Also thanks for the support on this story cause this is my first time writing a Smytheberry story.
As always this story is dedicated to these wonderful authors who write amazing stories that include Smytheberry stories as well.
"Nothing? He didn't say anything! It's been a day since I sent him it, and he hasn't even responded." Rachel said while she was pacing back and forth in her room. Santana and Puck were lying on her bed, listening to her rambling, well kind of. "He probably got caught up with something, besides shouldn't you be trying to date someone who is, I don't know, real?" Santana replied interrupting Rachel.
"That's exactly it Santana, this guy is real. I mean he pours his heart out to me, and I do the same. We connect on an emotional level. I've never had a connection like this with any of the guys I dated before, no offense Noah." Puck nodded not really listening to what she was saying as Rachel continued. "I mean no guy has ever been this honest with me. And he listens to me, and I can be myself around him, and we understand each other, I know this sounds cheesy but I feel complete when I talk to him"
"Yeah yeah, the emotional connection is great and all, but come on you can't have a relationship with someone without physical contact, I mean if you don't then do you even have a relationship?" Santana explained. "There's more to a relationship than just sex you know?" "Listen Rachel, you don't know who this guy is, or what his intentions are, but hey if this guy can make my princess happy than who cares." Puck adds in. "Thank you Noah." Rachel said giving a small smile to Puck, then turned back to Santana, who was now scrolling through there many messages. "Santana! What are you doing?!" Rachel half shouted while trying to move her laptop from Santana. "Oh lighten up Berry, it's not like there's anything bad on here, they're kind of sweet. Puck listen to this."
HottestManAlive1995: Broadway do you ever feel like the person you appear and act around others is different from the you, you are on the inside? I feel like I put up a front when I'm with my friends, yet it's not a front cause at the same time parts of me are like that? Does that make sense.
"Santana, those conversations are private." Rachel says reaching once more for the laptop but Santana just continues walking away with it. "Oh this one's a good one."
HottestManAlive1995: Hey Broadway! I wanted to thank you for staying up late with me and chatting, it felt good to talk about my parents, I normally just keep it all inside. Anyway, I went to the store this afternoon to get some hair gel, and I walked by a bunch of flowers, which made me think of you. Hopefully one day, I'll be able to buy you some and give them to you after a big performance, which I'm sure you'll have many since you probably have the most beautiful voice on the planet.
"I mean come on, does he get this stuff of greeting cards or something cause this is just cheesy." Santana says while closing the laptop. "They're thoughtful, and sweet. When we talk he always sends me the sweetest compliments and just makes me feel special, more than Finn and Jesse ever did." Rachel continued. "The last couple months talking to him, have been the best and I-" Rachel started to say but was interrupted by Santana. "Please tell me your not fallig for this guy."
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Smytheberry: Sealed With A Kiss
FanfictionA Smytheberry Story. Rachel Berry and Sebastian Smythe have been secretly emailing each other not realizing that its each other. Then when the warblers transfer to McKinley, they become closer. Will they find out it's eachother they've been emailing...
