Part 6. Back to what we've had

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- I think I did too, actually - features of his face were soft and I adored this little sheepish smile a lot
- Oh, well- it was everything I managed to say, because his reaction was unexpected, even though I wish it had been exactly like that
- Erm-
- Well, I mean.. we can still be friends, I'd like that a lot - I was staring at Noah only now realising how close we were sitting to each other after the hug. The air was thick with the tension
- Yes, I'd like to be friends too, I guess - he stated moving closer slightly
- So, we could hang out together as we did, like with Kyle, you know - I cocked my head looking at him expectantly
- Or we could hang out erm- together
- Just the two of us?
- The two of us, yes- I mean if you don't mind and if you don't want to it's ok cause erm- we're friends now and nothing more, obviously friends not always spent time together beside when they're best friends and erm- I think we could say we're sorta best friends, you know, cause like erm- yes, well...but still if you mind it's-

- Noah! - I laughed putting my head on his shoulder. He was endearing like that, talking complete shit as if we were 15 years old trying not to be too obvious which turned out to be not subtle at all. Noah started to laugh with me pulling me into another embrace

- I see your point, ok? We definitely can spend time together and erm- now I was the one who was about to say awkward shit, however I didn't manage to finish as Noah leaned forward cutting the distance between us and kissing me. I couldn't believe it was occurring, my heartbeat was insane. At first the kiss was gentle and careful as if he wasn't sure about what he was doing but I leaned in almost instantly feeling Noah relaxing slowly cupping my head with his arms. I could feel butterflies in my stomach when he pulled me closer by my neck deepening the kiss. It now was desperate, Noah's lips roamed over my own with hunger and we couldn't stop ourselves from it like we were trying to catch up all the time we had missed. When we finally broke the kiss the room filled with quiet panting.

- I missed it much more than our friendship, not gonna lie - Noah breathed out hiding the smile

- Well, I can't say you're wrong, love - I answered, cursing myself internally for the nickname, Noah did't seem bothered as he leaned in again pecking my lips

- I also missed your cooking skills, actually - my stomach growled loudly and Noah laughed standing up from the bed
- Well, you can have a shower while I'm making pancakes if it's ok
- It's more than ok and erm- we- I think we have to discuss something during the breakfast if you know-
- Yes, I think so - he interrupted me, concern in his eyes told me he really wanted to make everything clear between us

When I got out of the bathroom I was met with a nice smell of food. I loved Noah's pancakes for breakfast so much, it was always the perfect morning when we had been allowed to sleep in and hadn't had an early start, so we usually could just cuddle till the midday, after that Noah cooked us breakfast and I was ready to help him whenever he needed that as much as my doubtful cooking skills allowed it. 

- Smells good - I remarked placing myself shyly at the chair by the table - do you need any help?

- Erm- thanks but no, I guess I'm almost done - he replied by turning around from the counter and placing a plate full of pancakes right in front of me on the table - maple syrup?

- Yes, as usual
- You're not changing - his lips curled slightly as I found myself fully greening, it was pleasing that Noah still remembered my habits or what I liked 
- It was just for about two months since the last time you cooked for me, no surprise my taste didn't change that much
- Feels like infinity - he smiled sadly and came up to the fridge to grab some toppings for our pancakes
He was right, it really felt like it was in a different life

I was starving and apparently Noah felt the same, so we spent the first 15 minutes of our breakfast almost in complete silence which was interrupted with my praising of our breakfast every now and then.

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