Chapter 53
I climb into the front seat and don't say anything to him. He doesn't say anything to me either. He starts driving us.
"Why the hell wouldn't you call me Shanaya?"
"I should've called you? I'm sorry, I didn't realize we kept secrets and fucking LIED to each other."
"You're overreacting."
"What the fuck? I'm overreacting? Are you serious? " He doesn't say anything and pulls me inside his house.
"What the hell? Noah let go of me!" He slams the door and doesn't let go of my wrist.
"Noah! You better fucking listen to me."
"No, Shanaya. You listen to me. I didn't tell you anything because I wanted to protect you! Why else would I show up at your school, to make sure you were okay? Huh? Why would I?"
"That doesn't excuse the keeping secrets part! You can't keep secrets from me!" I yell back at him.
"You have NO idea Shanaya, what I-"
"No, Noah. YOU have no idea. Do you know what it's like to be lied to? I hate lies. I hate them with a passion. I've been lied to so much in the past, and I was hoping that you would be the one person who didn't lie to me! You're my boyfriend for crying out loud!"
"I was doing it to FUCKING PROTECT YOU! I came to your school to make sure you were safe!!"
"Why the HELL didn't you tell me then? I hate when people keep secrets from me! I hate it. SO fucking much! And how am I supposed to trust you? How do I not know if you've lied about something-"
He pulls me into a rough kiss. His lips dominate over mine and his hands tightly grip my waist. He backed me into a wall and kissed down my neck. His hands slip under my shirt and trace my stomach up and down. I feel like I'm on fire everywhere. My hands grip his hair and I pull him down to me, slipping off his suit jacket. He starts to undo the buttons on my shirt, almost pulling it off, when I push him off me.
"No. I'm not going to let you kiss me when we're in the middle of an argument!" I yell at him. His eyes stare at my lacy black bra, and my cleavage. I wrap my shirt around me and snap my fingers.
"Eyes up here, Williamson." His eyes snap back up to me. Desire and anger swirling in them. Now I'm pissed. He corners me into a wall.
"I'm not kissing you until you tell me what the fuck is going on? What was so dangerous that you felt the need to lie to me? If you want to talk about ANYTHING, you know that I'm always here, so tell me what the fuck is going on. I cross my arms. He is still staring at my chest.
"Can you button your-"
"NO. You better start talking now."
"Real mature, Naya, real mature."
"That's rich coming from you. You're the one lying to me." I glare at him. He glares back at me. My whole body feels hot
"I need some air," I mutter and walk out to his back deck. The breeze blows through my shirt, causing me to shiver. I pull it tighter around me. The cool wind cools my heated cheeks.
Why would he lie to me? I hate when people lie to me. I understand that he was protecting me, but he could've told me the truth. Is he cheating on me? Why the fuck would he let something like this happened. We are supposed to trust each other. That's the whole point of a relationship. I stare out to the city while taking deep breaths, slowly calling myself down after a few minutes.
Noah walks out onto the deck and pulls me to him. Nothing angry about his embrace.
"I don't want to fight with you anymore Noah." I told him.
"I'm sorry for lying to you."
"Noah, are you cheating on me?" I ask him, looking into his eyes.
"What? No! How could you even ask me that? Why would I cheat on you? I love you!"
"Okay." I look down. He lifts my face to make me look at him and places his palms on my cheeks. I look away from his face.
"Hey, look at me. Shanaya. I would never cheat on you. Ever. You mean the world to me. You're the only person that I've ever said I love you to.You are everything to me. You are my home." I give him a small smile.
"That's what you said the night that we were coming home from Anvi's house. You were drunk and you gave me a lot of crap about soulmates, but you told me I was your home." He pulls me by the ends of my shirt. His hands rest on my shoulders.
"Look, Michaela messaged me. For some reason, she knew you were sick. I don't know how. It scared the crap out of me. I asked some people at work to trace the number, but the number was disconnected. She threatened our whole group. Next time, it's not going to be a simple text. I am terrified of whatever she does. She is completely psycho. My brother was almost killed because of her." I gasp.
"What the fuck is wrong with her?"
"Don't ask me. "
"That bitch is psycho." He laughs and pulls me inside his house.
"Let's not argue again, okay?" I told him. He just nods and places his head on top of mine.
"You didn't button your shirt."
"I know." I smile knowingly at him. I start buttoning it up from the bottom, slowly, looking him in the eye. His eyes darken. I ran to the second floor, and hid myself in his bedroom. I go inside his closet and hide under a bunch of clothes. I hear his footsteps coming up and running to his bedroom.
"Come here, Shanaya!" He calls out and I come out from the closet. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist.
"Excited for California?" I ask him, my nose bumping his. He kisses me.
"I get to spend time with you, so of course I am." I grin. He kisses me again.
"Noah, you gotta come dress shopping with me, and help me get something for the party." I told him. He nods and kisses me again, somehow I've ended up on the bed. He undoes the bottom two buttons of my shirt.
"You look so sexy in button downs," Noah tells me.
"You look very handsome in a suit." I tell him, undoing his buttons. He slides my shirt off my shoulders, leaving me just in a bra and my jeans. His shirt is almost fully unbuttoned. He removes the elastic holding my hair back, and it falls messily around my head.
"I love you so much, Naya."
"I love you too, Noah. More than you could ever know." He leans in to kiss me but kisses around my mouth. My nose, my cheeks. My forehead. Even my chin. He taunts me. I grab him by his shirt.
"Bitch, are you going to kiss me or not?" I ask him, looking at him deeply into his eyes. He looks at me. Then shakes his head no. He continues to kiss and suck along my collarbone, and even lower. His hands caress my back and his lips finally touch mine. He kisses me passionately, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth, and his tongue delving into my mouth. I slide the shirt off of him. The bare skin of his stomach touches mine, sending sparks off, and my face turns completely red. I kiss him back just as passionately. He moves to unclip my bra, but I place my hand on his chest, stopping him.
"Noah, I-I'm not- I'm not-" I struggle to get the words out but he seems to understand. I avoid looking into his eyes.
"Hey, love, if you're not ready, it's okay. I want your first time to be special, okay?" I nod my head.
"I mean, i know that you have needs, and-"
"Stop with that shit. The only person I want to be with is you. And I'll wait for you, however long it takes. Okay?" I nod my head. I get out of the bed and walk into his closet. I take one of his sweatshirts and put them on. I take off my leggings because the sweatshirt reaches almost to my knees. I walk downstairs and go to his swimming pool. I sit by the water and listen to it trickle. The lighting slowly gets dimmer and I can see the sun starting to set in the window.
"It's beautiful," I tell no one, but Noah responds.
"It is." he says, looking at me. I jumped.
"Hey, you scared me." I said turning to him. He laughs.
"It's already 5 o'clock. Why don't we order some food?"
"Why don't I make something for you?" I ask instead.
"Only if I can help," he winks and I roll my eyes.
"Sure you can, Noah." I say and he excitedly pulls me into the kitchen.