How To Love Again

1: Losing Noah

1: Losing Noah

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• Skyler •

"Noah!" I giggle, tugging at my boyfriend, Noah's hands which are covering my eyes as we walk. "Where are we going?"

"Shh," His breath warms my ear, sending tingles down my spine. "It's a surprise."

I stop complaining and just keep walking, letting Noah lead me go wherever we were going.

After a while, we finally stop walking and Noah leans in to tell me something, his lips brushing against my ear.

"I'm going to take my hands off your eyes now," He tells me. "But keep them closed."

I nod obediently as Noah's hands slip from my face, wrapping themselves around my waist instead. He pulls me close, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Open your eyes." He whispers.

That's just what I do. I let my eyes flutter open. My mouth drops in awe the minute I see where we're at. We were on top a small hill, grass surrounding us. The sky was clear blue, not a single cloud in sight and the sun shone brightly, birds singing in the distance. I look down to see a blanket sitting laying in front of us, a picnic basket sitting on top.

"So what do you think?" Noah asks, spinning me around to face him.

I roll my eyes, placing my arms around his neck. "You're so cheesy." I tell him as I meet his blue eyes, literally drowning in them.

"Is that so bad?" He teases, resting his forehead against mine.

I giggle. "Not at all."

"Is this cheesy?" Noah winks and lays down, pulling me with him.

"Kinda, but I like it." I blush as he flips me over so he's now on top of me, smiling down at me with that sexy smile of his.

"Did you bring me here for a picnic or to make out?" I joke before he starts to lean in.

Noah chuckles, brushing a piece of my blonde hair out of my face. "Both."

I bite my lip and cup his face in my hands, pulling it down to meet my lips. He kisses me softly, his right hand caressing my cheek.

"I love you." I moan against his lips as he deepens the kiss, his tongue running over my bottom lip and begging for entrance. I open my mouth, letting his tongue roam around before colliding with mine.

We kissed for about seven minutes before Noah pulls away, collapsing beside me.

"You hungry?" He questions, running a hand through his short, chocolate, brown hair.

I scooch over, resting my head on his chest. "Nah."

We lay in silence for a while, only staring at the sky and the passing birds.

I decide to break the silence as my hand finds his, his fingers curling around mine.

"What do think the future has in store for us?" I blurt absentmindedly.

"We'll go to college together, get married, and have three kids." He says matter-of-factly and I can tell he's not joking.

"Just three?" I tease, squeezing his hand.

Noah chuckles. "We can always make more." He whispers into my ear.

My face heats up and I quickly change the topic. "Do you really plan on marrying me?"

Noah laughs softly. "Definitely. I wouldn't want to marry anybody else."

"Noah?" I turn my head up to look at him and he uses his free hand to play with a piece of my hair.