"No, I'm off." I responded.

"Okay, I'll text you when I'll be there to come and pick you up, okay?" He asked.

"Sounds great." I smiled.

"Goodnight Carmina, I lo- I'll see you tomorrow." Noah said, quickly recovering from the words I thought he was going to say.

No, he wouldn't say 'I love you' this early right?

"Goodnight Noah." I made a kissy noise for the microphone to pick up.

Noah chuckled on the other end and then we ended the call.

I placed my phone down next to me and sighed.

I let my head fall back and my eyes wandered the ceiling.

I was in pure bliss just moments ago, but why do I suddenly feel stuck again. I sit up and look at my coffee table and notice the plastic container with a couple of cookies left.

I stare at it for a moment and I reach for a cookie, they were cold and hard and probably no good. I didn't want them anymore. So I grabbed the container, went over to the trash bin and threw out the last couple of cookies in the container.

I went over to my sink and threw the container in along with the rest of my dirty dishes that I didn't feel like washing just yet.

I looked at the time and realized that it was already 10 PM.

I went to run my hands down my face when I realized that there were small tears streaming down my face.

Fuck you, Adrien.

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I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing and vibrating on my bedside table.

I groggily reached for the phone and saw that Noah was calling me. My eyes quickly darted to my alarm clock and saw that it was 1 o'clock in the evening.

I was so tired from the very eventful night I had.

"Hello?" I said, getting up from my bed and rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand.

"Good Morning...? Did I wake you up?" Noah nervously chuckled.

"Sadly... Yes, I woke up so much later than I usually do..." I complained.

"Are you still tired?" I could physically hear his smile.

"Yes... But don't get cocky now..." I laughed.

"Are you down to go out yet? Or do you still need more of your beauty sleep?" Noah teased.

"Oh shut up. Yeah, I can get ready now. So we're starting early?" I asked, excitement seeping from every twinge of my voice.

"I want to start early... Can you get ready in like... 30 minutes?" He asked.

"Yeah, I could do that." I replied.

"Okay, I'll see you then." He answered.

I ended the call and hopped into the shower.

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I was in front of my closet and I tried to pick out something very comfortable to slip in and out of since I knew that we were going to be going shopping for dresses and things as such.

I haven't gone shopping for a while and I was super excited about the particular things I would be shopping for.

To be entirely honest I haven't really been to an important event where I had to dress up for a ball... But nonetheless I couldn't wait.

I also couldn't wait to see what Noah would be wearing...

A fucking tux would send me weak in the knees.

I decided to go with a light pink sundress that went down to my knees, the straps that were holding it up were spaghetti straps and the fabric was lightweight and breathable. For shoes, I decided on some sandals.

I blow dried my hair and decided that I wouldn't style it or do anything fancy like that.

I put on a gold necklace that had a heart pendant on it and put a couple of gold rings on my fingers.

I looked so cute and refreshed. It was nice.

I went over to my couch to go and sit down and suddenly my doorbell rang.

A big smile spread across my face.

I walked over to the door and opened it.

I'm always surprised at how tall Noah is...

Forgetting that he's somewhere along the lines of being 6 ft. tall.

Snapping out of my trance, I looked up at him, he had the biggest smile on his face...

Fuck, he's so cute.

"H-" I interrupted him by wrapping my arms around him.

I snuggled my face in his chest, reeling at the feeling of being in his arms again.

"I'm happy to see you too, beautiful." He deeply chuckled.

His voice oozed of smooth butter, causing something to pool at the bottom of my belly.

He kissed the top of my head and I nearly melted into him.

"Ready to go?" He finally asked after what felt like an hour of me embracing him. 

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