A Lap Around The World | Noah TD x Fem Reader

A Newf and an Italian walk into a bar...

Credit to @PsychoPsychoTeddy for winning the art contest from last chapter!
Everyone say well done!

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You weren't really used to a good night's sleep, you hadn't felt this rejuvenated in a while.

After waking up with your head buried in the crook of Noah's neck, you actually got up, stretched, then had some water.
All things that you were supposed to do every day, however, the past few days were stressful enough as it is.

Today felt good.

"Nice rest, Sleeping beauty?"
Noah teased you with the same line you gave him the day before, and it made you smirk.

"Yep. What about you, Prince charming?"
You laughed after you teased back, stood up, and watched Noah look away and blush, before heading to the first class bar to get him a drink.

————— RECORDING NOAH —————

"She needs to stop doing that if we're both going to make it to the finale. But if she did, this season would be significantly less fun..."

"No. Focus on the money. I'm doing this for her-"

"No. The money! AGH!"
Noah lets out a girly scream and the camera fizzes out.

————— ENDING RECORDING —————

Noah drank coffee. Black too, like a maniac.
He claimed he got used to it because he started drinking it after he created his campaign for class president. That he needed a backup plan, to blackmail the other candidates in case he was losing by posting all of their internet histories onto his school's website.
Because of his two plans, he didn't have enough time to sleep or make anything better than an americano.

You mostly laughed it off, and prayed you never ended up on Noah's bad side, putting his drink on the table in front of the two of you, before sitting back down in your seat next to him.

It was incredibly hard to mess up such a simple drink, and Noah had no standards. So, he thanked you for the effort you put in after taking his first sip.
"...Any ideas on what happens now?"
He asked.

"About what?"
You were hoping he wasn't going to talk about your relationship, you hadn't fully figured that part out yourself yet.

He stuttered a little, realising where your train of thought was going.
"The game, Jet lag. Our alliance with Heather."

Thank God.
But, he was right. Alejandro was still here. You didn't talk to Heather at all yesterday.

Probably because the past few days had been hell. But, it was finally time to get back into action.
You were well rested, and ready to come up with a plan.

Standing up, you took a quick look around first class, noticing that Alejandro was still asleep several rows down, but Owen was awake, and eating at the bar.

You made some noise to get his attention and waved him over, before he sat down in the seats opposite you and Noah.
"Hey guys! What's up?"

You put a finger over his mouth to gesture for him to stay quiet,
"Don't wake Alejandro. We need to stay quiet while we talk strategy."

"But surely Al should be here if the whole team is talking about strategy?"
He asked.

"Yes, but we're trying to get him eliminated. He's been responsible for loads of the eliminations so far. He can't be trusted."
Noah butted in.

Owen sighed and went quiet, needing some time to think.
"But, Al's been so nice. I'd feel bad."

"Owen, he swore vengeance upon you when you accidentally hit him in the face in your sleep. Anyone else would know that it was a mistake, especially since you're scared of flying."
You leant forwards and put a hand on one of his knees, and something clicked in his head.