Jordan's POV
When I woke up, Noah was missing. I sat up slowly and looked around. He was nowhere in my room. I walked out into the living room to see him talking on the phone. I ducked behind the wall, ready to leave so I wouldn't interrupt him.
"Wes!" Noah exclaimed, catching my immediate attention, "You finally pick up."
I leaned against the wall.
"I told her."
"What do you mean 'what'd I tell her?'. I told her I like her."
My heart dropped. I don't remember this.
"She was asleep, she didn't say anything."
"Stop laughing."
"What do I do?"
I decided to make myself known, faking like I just woke up.
"Noah?" I shuffled into the room, yawning.
"Bye Mom, I love you." Noah said quickly, hanging up the phone.
"Hey Jordan." He smiled, walking over to me and putting his arm around my shoulder.
"I woke up and you weren't there." I explained.
"I had to call my mom. She was worried." Noah apologized.
Liar.