Noah was out of it that day.
He couldn't stop thinking about her words. Work flew by, consisting only of thinking of Gemma and avoiding Mia.
That evening it snowed again.
And when he was driving home, Gemma texted him.
Gemma: meet me at lila's hair and nails
Noah didn't bother asking why.
Noah: when?
Gemma: you should know me by now
Gemma: you're a smart one, figure it out
He did know her. He knew when she wanted him there. He was about to put his phone away when another text came in.
Gemma: and stop texting while you're diving
Gemma: *driving
He stared down at the screen, and then looked around him. Searching for her, as if she was watching him from somewhere outside his car.
Noah: well thats a bit creepy
Gemma: im not a stalker
Noah: then how did you know i was driving?
Gemma: you just told me you were
Gemma: and you always complain about 6pm monday traffic.
He read over her words, and smiled.
Noah: ill see you at three, Gems
Gemma: so you do know me
Noah: of course i do
Noah: you love ungodly hours
Gemma: as much as you hate monday traffic?
Noah: ha, sure
Gemma: catch you later, alligator
Noah: see you soon, macaroon.
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Lãng mạn(Lowercase intended on cover) "The simple things in life are never meaningful, and the meaningful things in life are never simple. So maybe I don't want meaningful. Maybe I just want someone who cares enough to listen." Gemma Summers and Noah Han...
