Once Upon A Blind Date.

07.5

As we continue dancing I accidentally step on his foot. Hard...

"Oh shit. Sorry." I yell. 

"Quiet. Jeez you're so loud Rambles. Making everyone's attention go to us in seconds."

"Sorry..." I repeat, unable to meet his eye.

"It seems all you ever do is apologise to me." He sighs. "Just shut up for once."

 "You shut up!" I say childishly.

"Make me." I know he doesn't do it intentionally, but he runs his tongue over his bottom lip and I have to force my gaze away from his pink lips.

In response with my inability to think of a decent comeback, I stick my tongue out at him.

"Let's get a snack at the table, I'm starving!" I say instead, striding to the table dodging each couple.

I pick out a spicy chicken and salad sandwich and immediately start chomping on it. By the time I feel Noah's presence behind me, I'm already reaching for my second.

"Mmmmm" A deep, sensuous moan comes from behind.

I spin around on the balls of my feet and my eyes meet a twinkle-eyed Noah devouring what looks like a blueberry muffin.

"Where did you get that?" I say in a slow, accusatory tone. All the while circling him as I watch the eyes of my prey widen. I continue scrutinising his form whilst he says absolutely nothing apart from continuing that torturous moan from time to time. I hate it when people ignore me on purpose, it is one of my main pet peeves.

Hold up, let me rewind a little- Is Noah teasing me?

"Noah." I say with as much coldness as I can muster. "Answer me."

Still he completely ignores me.

"Noah!" I say with more frustration dripping in than ever. I walk a few steps until his tall form towers over me, and push my face closer to his. "Where did you get the damn muffin?"

"Random chick gave me one." He replies, his blue eyes seemingly darken as he stares into my almost-black ones.

"I want one." Eyeing the delicious looking muffin in his hand. "Noah. Get me one."

"No way. It's mine and the chicks thing okay? If she gave you one as well, it wouldn't be our thing anymore."

My face flushes in anger in what I'd like to think of as jealousy of him having a muffin in his possession and not for the fact that Noah thinks he has a thing with a girl in this show. That's just a ridiculous thought that I don't even care about.

"Jealous?" He leans forward, positioning our faces at an even closer proximity. I watch a miraculous thing happen. The tip of Noah's mouth curls up ever so slightly, not enough for someone further than me to even notice. But it happened! It's not a smile. It's not a grin. It's barely even half a smirk. But it's an emotion... Directed at me none the less!

"In your dreams." I say softly. Sure, in my mind I'm doing a happy dance but showing any signs of acknowledging his 'lip movement' may just set us back 20 steps once again.

"Oh my God. You two are sooo cute." A girl's voice pipes, causing me to suddenly jolt back from Noah. "You have such great chemistry. How lucky are you that that hot piece of man picked you as his date?" Just by looking at her eyes I can tell she is either cupidified for me and Noah or she is just heart-eyed for my date.

But boy is she wrong. Not that Noah isn't hot! I just mean we have no chemistry whatsoever. I mean he basically hates my guts and any time we come close to even being friends he just shuts down on me.