Hey guys! Sorry this chapter is so late! I had actually written almost the whole thing one night, but then it got all deleted. So, you're not the only one who is upset about this. Without further adue, here is the chapter you have all been waiting for...
"Rubbish! That is complete and utter rubbish!" James shouts as he storms down my stairwell and out the front door.
"James, wait!" I shout coming after him.
"Why would I wait for you? Hmm? The very girl who did not break my hear, but tore my heart into little bitty pieces! You lead my on! And that I cannot and never will forgive you for!" he rants. Lead him on? I don't think so! He knew what was coming!
His face is growing increasingly red. My headache is getting worse as he continues to scream. There are also beads of sweat forming at the top of his head. They begin to drip down the side of his face-his cheeks.
"WELL, ADDISON? What do you have to say to that?" he asks enraged when I don't respond to his questions.
"Sorry. I was sort of zoned out."
"NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR ZONING OUT! THIS IS IMPORTANT!" he shouts.
"James, calm down."
"How could I possibly calm down at a time like this? Huh? Ask yourself that."
"Look, James. I'm sorry I didn't choose you over Noah, but I do have my reasons."
"Well, they probably aren't very good reasons, but go ahead I want to hear why you would choose rich scum over me."
James insulting my new boyfriend is starting to get me mad now. I will not be the accused any longer-I will be the accuser.
"Well, for one Noah doesn't lie to me like you do!"
"I have never lied to you." James says looking to his right at a car passing by on the road. People most likely think we are freaks.
"I am not stupid, James! About the move! You lied to me about the move! You need to stop being so secretive and be more open like Noah. You can't base a relationship off of lies or it is bound to be a failure!
"First of all, that is not lieing when I don't tell you something. I have my secrets as I'm sure you have yours." he retaliates.
"I don't have any secrets! Or anything that BIG at least! I am honest and open with you and I expect you to be the same with me. But you can't give me that, can you? So I chose Noah." I explain, "Noah tells me practically everything and we don't have to continuously switch the topic every five seconds because he doesn't want to talk about something."
"You wouldn't understand..." James mutters looking sad all of a sudden.
"You're right, I don't understand. What is so important that you cannot tell me?" I ask not giving him any sympathy for his new depressed attitude.
"I can't tell you now. I'm just not ready. But I promise I will tell you later! If you would just give me a chance to warm up to the idea, then we could date-" he begs pathetically.
"Did you not just hear me announce a few minutes ago that I am with Noah? No, we cannot date! It's over!" I shout.
"Fine, Addison! Do what you want! Date who you want! Whatever makes you happy! But just know, when you get to see the real Noah, the Noah I see. You won't like him so much. You won't like him at all! And then, when you come crawling back to me begging for me to take you back, I will simply laugh in your face and walk away. Do you remember all those special moments we have had? All those moments that we have shared? We have something here, Addison! Something rare! I cannot believe how you would just throw all that away! I thought you loved me like I loved you! But I guess I was wrong! I guess you didn't!." James says. I notice him taking a big breath after saying all this. I don't believe that he breathed once through saying all that.
"James, did you just say you love me?" I ask, breathless myself.
"Maybe, maybe not. I thought I did at the time! But certainly not any longer! I am over and done with you!" he says storming into his house and slamming the door behind him.
Then the door opens again-just for a mere second.
"Oh, and I want a ring-pop! You owe me for Kindergarten!" he shouts and then slamming the door shut again.
A ringpop? What the heck? And then I remember what happened in Kindergarten! I had gotten "married" with a ringpop to a kid named James. Could it be the same James? I guess it must be judging by what James just shouted at me! How could I not put two and two together? Why did he not tell me this?
A bunch of questions are running through my pounding head, so I decide to get a glass of water and some Advil or Tylenol.
"How'd it go, babe?" asked Noah nonchalantly as I walk through the door.
The cool, air conditioned, atmosphere of the house hits me. I realize that I, like James, have also been sweating. The air feels very refreshing; a large improvement from the night summer heat outside.
"Um...okay I guess." I mumble grabbing some pills and a glass which I fill with water and ice cubes. I feel like I am about to break down into tears.
"I can see that it didn't go okay, Addie. Come here." Noah says welcoming me with open arms.
"Thank you." I say into his shoulder as silent tears stream down my face. I want to be friends with James still, but it will surely be tough.
"Anytime." Noah says pulling away after a while.
"I know you didn't like James very much, so this means a lot."
"Just doing the boyfriend duty!" Noah jokes giving me a playful salute. I laugh at his childish ways.
"So I was thinking, where do you want to go for our first date as a couple?" he asks taking a chocolate chip cookie off the platter my mom made recently, I grab one too seeing that they are warm and toasty since they have just came out of the oven. Everyone knows that warm and toasty cookies are the second best part of the cookie making process. The raw cookie dough tastes the best, though it may be bad for you due to the uncooked egg ingredients inside of it.
"Um...It's getting late and I am still feeling under the weather, so can we postpone it?"
"Of course. Whatever you want."
"Thanks! You are so agreeable."
"You're welcome. A great boyfriend knows that the woman always has the power in a relationship. Whatever she says goes. Also, I care about you, so I wouldn't want you doing anything extreme while you are sick anyways." Noah explains.
"Are you going to stay over a tad bit longer?" I ask hopeful.
"Sure. I have nothing else to do since the garage is closed by this time. I finished studying for my big Lit test over the weekend, so I'm good with my college schooling, too."
See what I mean about Noah telling me anything? He has welcomed me in to his world, while James had closed me out of his.
"I don't really want to watch any television. I've watched enough of that today to last a lifetime!" I say.
"Oh yeah! When you're sick it gets pretty boring! I know what you mean."
"Other than that, I don't really care what we do. Anything, really."
"Okay. I know! Do you have a guitar?" he asks.
"No...neither my mother or I have ever played guitar. Oh wait! My dad's old vintage acoustic is in storage! Why?"
"I want to play you a song." Noah says smiling as he hopps off the bar stool Nd makes his way down my basement stairs and to the storage room.
Noah flips on a switch and as the lights slowly get continuously brighter, we start our search for the guitar.
After practically an hour after opening box after box after box, we still haven't found that atupid guitar.
"Whatever. It's not worth it. We can search for it again later." I say giving up. I am honestly getting bored of searching for the musical instrument.
"Hey! Addie! Over here! I found the guitar!" Noah exclaims ecxitedly as he lifts up my dad's beat up acoustic from its hiding spot in the back left corner of the storage room. Noah looks super ecxited like a mere schoolboy who just got his first A+ on a paper.
"Awesome! Let's bring it out of this room because it is really hot and steamy in here since there is no air conditioning." I explain.
"Okay, sure!" Noah agrees. We carefully maneuver our way through boxes, clothing, toys, and other random items most of which I no longer use or have completely forgotten about until now. It is a very long and difficult process. I feel as if Noah and I are spies!
"So what are you going to sing to me?" I ask Noah plopping down on an old chair.
"I honestly don't know. I'm just gonna wing it!
"Okay. Go ahead! This should be interesting..." I respond.
"I have to tune the guitar first." Noah explains.
I nod in reply. After he is finished tuning the instrument, Noah gives me a smile and a wink and starts to sing a song.
"Oh my dear Addie, I think you are so...What rhymes with Addie?" Noah asks me laysing.
"Saggy."
"Wow. That's a lot of help!" Noah jokes and I roll my eyes playfully.
"What about raddie?"
"Raddie?" Noah questions me while raising his right eyebrow.
"The slang term for rad!" I explain.
"Um...okay then. Oh my dear, Addie. You are just so raddie!" Noah starts over again.
"Gosh, this is too hard. I quit. I don't know how Dr. Suess did it. Rhyming is wayyy harder than it looks!" Noah says placing the guitar down.
"Wow. That was a waste of an hour and fifteen minutes." I say looking at my colorful watch.
"Yepp! I guess so! I've written songs before, I'll have you know. Just not on the spot. I'll finish this song later."
"Okay. Good luck with that!" I say smiling.
Okay so some of you are probably mad at me for choosing Noah rather than James, but most of you wanted noah, so you all are probably liking this chapter a bunch. Just wanted all my readers to know that my decesion on who Addison should date was not based off any of your comments, private messages, and message board post or your personal thoughts and opinions. I made the decesion myself because I could picture Addie better with Noah than James (though she and James would be pretty cute too).
Again, sorry for the late update. I know you guys hated the cliffhanger on the last chapter and have been waiting for this one for a while. Anyways, thanks for reading! You guys are awesome! My reader to vote ratio looks very good if you understand what I mean!