Chapter [13]
Lisey's point of view::.
1,2,3,4, crazy ass kids come, knock up on your door so, *knock knock* let em in! *knock knock* let em in!
Noah had set his ring-tone to his favorite song a while ago, I never felt like changing it, because I'd gotten kind of used to the song and because I did that same thing to him to get revenge. He never changed his either.
I groaned and rolled out of bed, tapping the 'dismiss' button to extinguish the sound of Mac Miller.
Come to the park with me.
I smirked.
Really? at...
I check my phone.
6:45?!
Sent.
I know I'm going either way so I get up, careful not to wake my parents from their evil slumber. I walk over to my closet, sleepily, pulling jeans and a simple white v-neck out of the drawers.
My phone goes off again, but this time it's not Noah's ringtone, is everybody up right now?!
I pad over to pick it up, clothes in hand.
It's a text from... Ken?!
R u stll gona go 2 da prty w/ me 2nite?
I re-read the text multiple times to figure out what he said, seriously people?! Use proper grammar! I don't care if you're texting. I replied anyways.
I thought you called it off :/
I absolutely have to use smiley faces, or else I feel like an emotionless robot. Sigh.
I was jst madd lol
Really... really?! 'I was jst madd lol' Wow.
I shake my head and frown. Should I go with him? Or... Noah?
No. Noah had Hana.. I couldn't go with him...But... I couldn't let Noah go alone with that whore, what if he got drunk? An- and what if they, you know, tried to hook up or something. No I couldn't leave Noah and let him do that. No, no, no. I'm being a good friend by doing this... And... And Ken might be a real gentleman. He might be, the one for me... ?
Who am I kidding. I would never, ever, allow myself to marry him. He's too... idiotic.
What had I seen in him before?
I don't even know, but what ever it was it doesn't even matter now. It was a stupid crush.
But I couldn't go alone, so Ken was my only way to keep an eye on Noah.
I growled and texted Ken back.
Of course I'll still go with you.
***
I finished getting dressed and decided it'd be best not to go downstairs, my parents wouldn't even notice my absence so I grabbed my key, wallet and cell before jumping out the window.
I held to the edge of my window pane tightly, trying not to fall to my death.
"Damnit this was easier when I was eleven." I said to myself quietly.
I inched, farther and farther until I was able to jump and land on an actual roof instead of plumet to the concrete at the bottom.
I then easily stepped to the side of the roof, wrapped my fingers tightly around the gutter.
Dropped.
Let go of the gutter.
Landed.
A sharp pain went up my heel but that usually happened so I just continued walking to the park to meet Noah.
I prayed to the God I'd never one hundred percent believed in that I could control myself.
Noah's point of view::.
I look at the lonely people... Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church where her wedding has been... lives in a dream... Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door... who is it for?
I let Lisey's ringtone play from my phone, that girl is obsessed with The Beatles.
I finally pick it up and my heart jumps with excitement.
I'm at the swings. Where are you?
I chuckle and look over at the swings, and see Lisey looking around like a lost puppy in her old knee-less jeans and a clean white v-neck.
Her damp brown curls fold over her shoulders, and a tired dazed look in her hazel eyes, she always gets up at around... three o'clock p.m. on the weekends.
Though she is a total morning person like me, she won't admit it. One of her adorable quirks.
I decide I'm far too lazy to go get up and take her over here, so I simply cup my hands around my mouth and shout.
"Lisey!"
Her head jerks in my direction and I see her smirk.
She then unconsiously flips her hair over her hair and puts her phone in her back pocket.
I can't help but notice how she smiles at almost everyone she passes by, It's kind of crowded by the playground... well, as crowded as a playground can be at seven thirty in the morning.
But the area around these trees is vacant, and quiet.
She aproaches the tree with a bright smile, ducking one of the lower hanging branches.
"Hey Noah."
Smile right back at her, "Hey Lise."
She let's out a breath of musical laughter and I know, this will be the perfect place to tell her I love her.
Tell my best friend that I love her.
But... damn my mind for thinking this, but... what is she doesn't love me?!
Oooohh >:]
Hoped you likeyyy x3
And thank you kckate for the idea!
I'm splitting it into two chapters, and then they need to still solve the whole, ya know, "Ew! Noah has STDs!" thing... yah that. I haven't forgotten! I just wanted to get this part (+ the next chapter) out of the way... make sense?
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