Chapter 23
Noah's POV:
I feel like shit. I can't eat or sleep. I can only see her face, the minute that girl kissed me. I was looking for her. I wanted to kiss her at midnight. That blonde chick wouldn't let go of me. I missed my chance. And now, our friendship is ruined too. I've known this girl for a few weeks, and she's managed to wriggle herself into my life without me even realizing it. I compare everything to her. Her short curls bounce every time she moves. Her smile is so bright and lights up an entire room. Her big, deep brown eyes, that can express so much, without even saying a word, Her beautiful dark skin, that seems to glow. The way she talks passionately about the things she loves. I pick up the shirt she made me and hold it close to my chest, a few tears falling. I smiled, thinking of the memories. She made me pose with her in a crop top, she made me watch her favorite TV show. Her rambling. Her non stop talking. Her bright energy. God I can't stop thinking about her. I like her so much. Why did I have to kiss that girl in the office? I'm such an idiot. I remembered when I saw her in her house, hanging up the lights. I remembered the sparks I felt when she touched my arm. I remembered every small detail about her. I remembered the soft snores she gives when she's fast asleep. I remember the furrow in her brows when she's concentrating. I remember her biting her lip when she's thinking hard about something. I remember her making me smile, and allowing me to be comfortable around her. I remember her ability to put everyone at ease, with her caring personality. I can't stop it. I can't stop thinking about the look on her face when that girl kissed me. Sthe pain in her eyes. Tears spill out of my eyes. I would give everything to her at the drop of her hand. I clench the shirt tighter, trying to keep the fond memories of her intact. I need to get her off my mind.
I call Kaio.
"Noah, you couldn't have picked a better time to call? He says.
"Hey, sorry man, I'll call another time-" My voice breaks.
"Shit, dude are you okay?"
"I screwed up with Shanaya big time."
"You had a thing with Shanaya??"
"I kissed a different girl on New Years. I wanted to kiss her. But this other girl came up to me and pressed her lips to mine before I could think. I need her in my life. I can't let go of her."
"I told you you'd get in trouble for being a fuckboy." He says.
"She's not talking to me at all, man. Not even a text, or call. She slammed the door in my face when I went to her house."
"I'm sorry Noah. Did you apologize to her?"
"I tried to, she doesn't want to talk to me."
"Give her some time, and go apologize man." That seemed like terrible advice. How am I supposed to be okay when I know I caused her that pain?
"Fine. Thanks Kaio." I reply and hang up quickly. I needed a drink. I drove to the bar. I drowned in drink after drink, losing count of the shots. No matter what, I can't stop her face from coming into my head. Her broken face the moment that girl kissed me. I wanted to kiss Shanaya. Explain to her that she was the one I wanted to be with. She was the one I wanted to kiss on New Year's Eve.
I find myself at her door before I know it.
She opens it.
"Noah? What the hell are you doing here at 2 am?" She yells.
"Shanaya, I need you," I slur barely able to stand. She grabs my arm and pulls me inside.
"You better shut up because Fiona is sleeping," She hisses. Who the hell was Fiona? I fall onto the couch and close my eyes. Darkness swallows me up.
Awwwwwwwwww nooo! I'm so sad. I hate them being apart! but noah is a duck. Total duck. I'm so sad. So, I have a shared doc with my best friends, and we all write our stories together, and we were all so sad to write and read this. But it'll get better!
Hope I didn't make you too sad :( But, thanks for reading!
Love,
Shanaya