Sam
I wanted Noah all to myself. Was I selfish to wish we had spent Halloween with just us two? Not go to some shitty college party and watch Jude flirt with my boyfriend. And how dense can Noah be to not realize the flirting? Jude laughing at almost everything Noah was saying and sometimes even touch Noah's arm and linger it there.
Maybe I was being irrational, but I knew flirting and Jude was flirting. I was getting pissed off. And when I was angry mixed with alcohol in my system, I was not fun to be around.
I thought about asking Noah to ditch the party, but I didn't want to seem like a buzzkill and Noah should be getting the full college experience which included the house parties. I'd feel guilty if I made us leave, so to compensate for not wanting to be there, I got four shots deep and downed two drinks. It wasn't a smart decision by any means.
Back in the garage with Noah and his friends, we were all chatting. Well, they were. I was trying not to show my disgust every time Jude opened his mouth.
Being plastered, I didn't remember much, but their conversation went something like this... "Bro, I don't know how Professor Davis even got his job" Jude said to Noah when Noah spoke about one of his classes. My boyfriend and Jude apparently had the same professor, but on different days. They both were... bonding over their dislike for him.
"I know," Noah agreed. "He's so fucking slow at reading and all he does is read the text book. Half the time he falls asleep." Noah imitated his professor falling asleep and then waking back up in a startle.
Jude laughed, placing a hand on Noah's thigh, "Noah, you're fuckin' funny; that was spot on. For real."
I couldn't take my eyes off Jude's hand on Noah's thigh and Noah did nothing about it as he laughed in his stoned state as well. Fuck that. I grabbed Noah's hand and stood up, making my boyfriend stand up with me. "We'll be right back," I told Jude with a fake smile before dragging Noah away from him.
When we exited the garage, Noah asked, "What's wrong?" shouting over the chaotic music. I didn't respond, instead, I walked us up the stairs and found us an empty bedroom. I pulled Noah in, and locked the door behind us. "Sam-" I shoved him onto the bed, climbing on top of him and started kissing him. "Mmm," Noah sounded as he brought his hand to the back of my ear and kissed me back. His tongue slipped in my mouth. He tasted like marijuana, but I didn't care. I tugged at his hair and grounded my body down on his. Noah seemed to be into it, but when my hands went to his jeans, Noah nudged me back. "Sam, slow down. What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, I just want you to fuck me," and forget about that stupid Jude.
"I'm sorry, but you're drunk and I'm not, so I'm not going to fuck you like this," Noah told me sternly.
"I don't care," I told him and brought my lips back to his. Again, he stopped me. Noah moved me off of him and stood up.
"We're not fucking doing this when your shitfaced. Why don't you lay down in here? Jude won't mind."
Jude. Jude, Jude, Jude. I realized I had brought us to Jude's bedroom, and it seemed as though Noah knew that. Had Noah been in Jude's room before? I wanted to throw up, (but maybe because of the alcohol). I grunted as my response. "We'll leave soon, okay? I'm just gonna go tell them goodbye. Stay here. I'll be back," and he kissed me on the forehead before walking out of the bedroom.
I fell back onto the bed and tried not to picture Jude kissing my boyfriend. I couldn't believe Noah was friends with him in the first place. Jude wasn't even funny. The only thing they seemed to have in common was smoking weed, was that the only quality needed to consider friendship?
I thought I was going to fall asleep, but I kept forcing my eyes to stay awake because I didn't want to stay here any longer. As soon as Noah returns, we are leaving.
But Noah didn't come back for another forty minutes. "Hey, sorry, I got sucked into a conversation."
I didn't respond because I knew that would happen. Sitting up, my head felt wobbly with a faint throb starting to grow. Noah helped me up and let me lean on him as we walked through the house.
Outside, I immediately felt happier. We were finally leaving. I almost laughed in my drunk relieved stated, until I tripped, missing a cement step that led to the driveway filled with cars. Noah grabbed me tighter and kept me from falling. "You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, sorry. Hey, do you remember when you first got drunk in front of me?" I asked Noah, leaning on him. "You told me I tasted good after you licked my neck."
"Pfft, shut the fuck up, I did not," he denied lightheartedly.
I giggled, "You did! Like this," and I licked his neck just like he had at our first party together. That night felt like ages ago.
"You're slobbering on me," Noah spoke with a slight chuckle as he shook his head to nudge my own head away. "I'm positive I did not do that to you."
I stumbled again and I was too out of it to comprehend opening the car door on my own. So, while Noah had to keep me steady, he also had to maneuver his hand to his back pocket to reach for his keys. I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't making it easier on Noah. I was handsy and being silly and telling stories that were half slurred.
I was going to tell Noah what else he had said that night to me, but Jude was jogging up to us. "Noah, let me help," he offered 'kindly' as he opened the passenger side door so that I could get in.
I stopped leaning on Noah as I faced Jude. "We don't need your-" I made a weird burping noise and Noah quickly stepped back before it happened.
I vomited.
All over Jude.
"Eh!" Came from Jude with a disgusted expression.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, "Now you match with your personality," I laughed.
Noah didn't find that funny. "Jude, I'm so sorry. I've unfortunately been there, so I knew it was coming. Let me go get you-"
"It's fine," Jude cut Noah off. "Have a good night, Noah," he said to my boyfriend then gave me a sharp look before turning around and heading back into the house.
I laughed, "that might've been the best part of this shitty night."
Noah scoffed, "Fuck you, Sam," my laughing ceased. "So sorry you had a shitty time with me," he spoke angrily, but almost like he was hurt by what I said. Then I felt like crying and felt guilty. I knew Noah wanted me to get along with his friends, but couldn't he see how Jude treated me? The only nice friends of his were Alice and Kyle, and I didn't even speak to Kyle.
Noah didn't stop when we were both in the car, "Maybe I'll just drop you off at your house and I'll go home."
"What? No. I'm sorry, but Jude was-"
"Everyone was fucking nice to you, Sam. And you did the one thing I asked you not to. Got drunk. You always ask me to see things from your point of view, can you at least do the same for me? I want my friends to be your friends, but you get in your head too damn much."
Part of me wanted to yell at Noah and argue my side of it. The other part of me felt like crap because maybe Noah was right. So, instead I kept quiet. I crossed my arms and looked out the window.
He drove me home. Noah actually drove me home and was going to leave to his apartment like he said in the car. At first, I was going to let him go because I was upset and too stubborn to beg for him to stay. But when Noah brought me upstairs to my bedroom and made sure I was safe and sound and ready for bed, I knew I would regret letting him leave.
Noah still looked angry with me. "Get some sleep. Call me tomorrow when you're up."
He turned around to leave, but I quickly reached out to him, "Stop. Stay the night. Please." I ended up begging. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep knowing Noah was frustrated with me. "Don't leave mad at me. Stay the night," I pleaded again.
Noah looked at me for a moment as he contemplated his choices.
"Please, I'm sorry," I reiterated desperately.
He sighed and whispered, "okay." He stripped out of his pants and suspenders after kicking off his shoes and pulling his socks off. He tossed the plastic firer fighter hat onto my floor. "Move over," he demanded.
I scooted to the right and tried not to look too satisfied at Noah staying the night with me. And I fell asleep in the comfort of his arms.
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