Harry
When Harry woke up Friday morning, he realized his mother was dressed before he was. She had told him she'd gotten a job offering for Avon and she had to be there by eight, she also told Harry she would tell him more information when she gets home, which will be a little after four P.M because Anne and her friends were going to have a girls night. Harry didn't know if it'll be a great idea to invite Noah over, but he was gonna do it anyway. Robin left a couple of minutes before Harry had, and so that gave Harry enough time to fix the living room, for the date he'd planned for Noah. Noah didn't consider everything else a date, but this time, Harry was going to make sure it was a date.
When Harry left his apartment he had to be in a rush, he always picked Noah up to walk to school, and he didn't want to be late. Harry jogged in front of Noah's building and when he had stopped to catch his breath, she was leaving the building. So, Harry grabbed his girlfriends face and kissed her tenderly on her mouth. Even though he was losing breath, he still kissed her. It wasn't their normal morning kiss, (or at least the kiss they would do for the last week was considered their morning kiss to Harry) Harry had kissed Noah like he hadn't seen her in a while and she was back.
"Hi." Harry said out of breath and smiling down at Noah.
Noah let out a breath while laughing, "hi." They began walking to school, Noah would ask her usual, "how'd you sleep?" and, "did you have any dreams?" Harry didn't know if she asked because she cared or to try to fill the silence between them. But it didn't matter really, because he really did liked when she asked, and he loved to hear her dreams.
Harry laced his fingers with Noah and began swinging their arms in the air, "so," he dragged the word, "I thought, today we'd have a date." Noah raised her eyebrows to Harry and he nodded, "we could swipe in, and then we could go back to my place and listen to music and read, lay down, nap maybe."
"What about your mom?"
"She's not going to be home until later today, same for Robin."
Noah hesitated, "don't you think... I don't know. Being alone at your place and knowing your parents aren't going to be home sounds a bit ..."
Harry shook his head, "you think something might go far."
Noah shrugged, "I'm not saying that. It just... I don't think... I don't know."
"We don't have to go back to mine."
"No." Noah said, "shut up, alright?" She chuckled softly, "I know nothing like that is going to happen. It just scares me a bit being alone with you. I don't want to get used to it and then I won't be able to have you to myself except on rare occasions like this."
They stopped at the corner waiting for their light to walk, "you'll have me whenever you want." The corners of Harry's mouth curved up and so did Noah's.
After swiping in, they had began walking back to Harry's apartment. Harry was excited to bring Noah back to his place, he'd planned a whole date for the both of them. So when they were outside his apartment, Harry told Noah to stay there for a moment while he gets everything ready; Harry ran inside and walked into the living room, he saw the large blanket he had on the floor and the candles he left unlit for when he came back with Noah. Harry lit the candles and the scent of lavender begin to fill the room. Harry double checked everything to see if it looked comfortable, then he went back out to Noah.
Harry held his hand out to Noah and she grabbed it confused. When Noah was inside the apartment and locked the door behind her. Harry covered her eyes and told her he would lead her. Harry led her into the living room and then took his hands off of her face. Harry walked in front of the small fort he'd built for the both of them with a wide smile on his face.
Noah smiled and laughed while covering her mouth. "What?" Harry asked with his smile gone.
Noah shook her head, "it's really cute." she said smiling, "but the candles next to the blanket is a fire hazard." Harry tilt his head to the side and looked at Noah with his tongue pressing on the inside of his cheek. Noah laughed and wrapped her arms around Harry's torso, "I love it, thank you."
Harry put the candles out for Noah. Otherwise he would've left them on because he liked the smell of those candles. But he blew them out because Noah was right, it was a safety hazard. They both sat down in the blanket first, Harry played some soft music and then they stared at each other, nodding their heads to the music or murmuring the song lyrics. "You know, that orange notebook you're always writing in?" Harry said moving next to Noah, with their backs pressed against the couch and he put an arm around her shoulders and she nodded, "what do you write in there?"
Noah shrugged, "stuff that comes into my mind. Small quotes I like, like, 'I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly, and then all at once.' or, ''till the human voices wake us and we drown'." Harry nodded, he was going to ask another question but Noah spoke before he had, "you know, there was a day I really needed you, when we were having that small month apart."
Harry frowned at Noah, "I thought we were passed that."
"Oh, yes I am past it." Noah nodded, "two hundred percent past it. But no matter how past it I will be, it will always come to my mind."
"What happened?"
Noah looked over at Harry, "what happened that day I needed you?" he nodded. "It was Christmas. A couple of hours after I left you." she paused again playing with Harry's fingers, "my brother and my mother's boyfriend had gotten into a fight. My brother broke his nose." she had a bitter smile on her face; as if she was happy he won, but he still didn't want him to star in the fight.
Harry felt like shit. He had ignored her for a month because he thought he was cheating but in that month Noah needed him and he rejected himself from her.
"Anyway," she said tapping her hand on Harry's thigh, "why'd you ask about the orange book?"
Harry shrugged, "do you have it with you?"
Noah nodded while reaching over to her book-bag and taking out the infamous orange book she always writes in and handed it to Harry. When he opened it to the first page, it was blank and then Noah laughed softly while turning it to the back of the book. The pages were written on and a bit messed up. Harry went to the very last page and began reading what Noah wrote back in December of 2012:
“i don’t remember the last time i felt like i could breathe theres a fucking hole in my chest where my lungs and heart should be i have this constant feeling that I’m bursting into flames and then the wind storms in and scatters my ashes over and over how is it possible i can feel everything and nothing at once am i dead inside or in love with the world i don’t know what to do or who i am i don’t know anything anymore all i know is i don’t have much time left and I’m fading away why doesn’t anyone notice I’m going insane I’m not okay nothing is okay everything is going wrong and i can’t breathe i can’t breathe i can’t breathe”
Harry flipped through the pages and continued to read some of Noah's thoughts throughout the years. His mind couldn't help but wonder sometimes, wonder what was happening or going through her mind the exact moment she was writing her thoughts down, or what some of these quotes mean to her. But he didn't know how to ask her, so instead he didn't go through all of the book, he read a couple of pages and handed it back to her. "So, you write down your thoughts?" Noah nodded and put the book back into her bag. There was a silence between them. He didn't realize but he continued to say one quote he had read in her book, I have galaxies hidden between my bones and I will love you until the stars burn out. Harry wanted to touch Noah until the stars had burned out and the solar system exploded. But instead hr had stood up and held a hand out for Noah, "this is my favorite song." he said while the beginning of Turning Pages by Sleeping at Last was playing.
Noah stood up and stood in front of Harry not knowing exactly what was happening. Harry put one hand on the small of Noah's back and held her hand. But she didn't move, she shook her head, "I don't know how to dance."
Harry grabbing Noah's hand and put it on his shoulder and he grabbed her hand again. "Do what I do." Harry began stepping side to side and he was smiling down at Noah, if she wasn't as hesitant, she could've been a tiny bit better at dancing, but otherwise she wasn't as bad. "Let's get fancy with it." Harry said smiling before he let go of Noah's hand and spun her; Harry thought they were going to land in the same position but Noah hadn't known where to put her hand, her hand was just waving in the air not knowing where to put it. "It goes back on my shoulder." Harry said giggling.
Noah let go of Harry, "I don't know magic, Harry. I told you I don't know how to dance." Noah folded her arms on her torso and pouted.
Harry smiled and brought one of his hands to Noah's cheek and slowly leaned in, he pressed his lips on hers softly and kissed her. Harry liked to kiss Noah, and sometimes he wishes she wasn't as shy, so sometimes she wouldn't be so timid to kiss him, but Harry was going to kiss her until she felt comfortable. His hand landed on the small of her back while his other hand was on her cheeks, his fingers drawing small letters behind her ear. Harry kissed Noah like her lips were air and he needed to breathe. He harvested his mouth into hers, listen to the sound of her breath being taken away. Harry was in a complete stage of euphoria, his mind was spinning and his mouth was smiling uncontrollably into Noah's. When he kissed her mouth, he saw colors. The rainbow of red, blue, yellow, orange, purple, maybe some turquoise and lavender with white and black. That's how her mouth made him feel, like colors transforming into other colors. But when she pulled away, he saw green. Her green eyes.
Noah was standing with her hands shaking and they were out in the air not knowing what to do. "Hi." She managed to get out of her throat. She put her hands behind her back while she was pressing her lips together.
"What were your hands doing?" Harry asked with a chuckle.
Noah looked away from him, "I didn't know where to put my hands." She put her hands deep into her pockets.
Harry felt his stomach rumbling, "how about we make some breakfast and then we'll talk about where you could put your hands when we're done?" He had his hands on her arms and Noah brought them from behind her, to her side. Harry grabbed both of her hands and brought them up to his lips and kissed them. With Noah's favorite curve on his face.
Noah
Noah didn't really feel comfortable making breakfast with Harry. She didn't like making decisions and she defiantly didn't like the thought of Harry watching her eat. She hoped maybe he'll go to the bathroom while in the middle of eating and she could throw some food on his plate. She wasn't going to throw it away; that would be rude, and Noah knew with the way she grew up, throwing away food wouldn't feel right. Maybe she could just fake like she's choking so she wouldn't have to finish; but then Harry might call an ambulance and then her mother might find out what happened. She could already hear her mother now, What were you doing at some boys house? Having sex?!
The thought made Noah want to laugh. Harry wanting to have sex with her? HA. He couldn't tell her his best friend kissed him, let alone was he going to tell her he wants to have sex with her.
Cooking with Harry wasn't as bad; all he made was scrambled eggs and bacon. Noah could live with that, it wasn't like she could look fat eating that.
"There's no coffee." Harry said checking the cupboards, even though Noah said it was okay. "We don't have anymore orange juice either because I finished it last night." He had opened the fridge and stared inside of it. Noah looked at Harry with such adoration, the way he looked inside of the fridge like it was a rocket he was trying to build. His finger pinching his bottom lip and his eyebrows were furrowed. Noah really liked looking at Harry. "The best we've got it Pepsi."
Noah shrugged, "it'll do."
Harry pulled out a new bottle of Pepsi and set it on the table before grabbing two cups. Noah finally took off her sweater, she wanted to feel comfortable and wearing her sweater while eating wasn't comfortable for her. She wasn't really comfortable with her shirt, a white long sleeve v-neck, but it's laundry day and this was the last piece of decent clothing Noah owned that she would be sort of okay with.
Noah felt Harry watching her, but she didn't know where he was looking, so she stared at his hands while he was opening up the Pepsi; his fingers wrapped around the bottle cap made the cap seem like it was microscopic. Noah looked up at Harry and their eyes met for a second before the soda exploded all over Noah's shirt. She didn't know what to do, her eyes were closed because she didn't want to get the soda into her eyes. But now that they were already closed she was afraid to open them again because she could feel the soda sinking into her skin which meant her shirt had been soaked.
"Shit." Harry finally spoke, "I'm so fucking sorry." His hands where hovering over Noah's shoulders, he wanted to touch her but he hadn't, his hands were hesitant and he continued to apologize. "I'll get a towel."
While Harry was out of the kitchen, Noah took the time to look at herself. Her shirt was sort of stuck onto her skin, but it still hung off of her. It didn't make it better that her bra was now visible. At least she decided to wear a good bra this time; what if Harry wanted to touch her again? This time she wouldn't have some stupid old sports bra, she would have a nice bra that made her boobs look nice.
When Harry came back he was shirtless and he handed Noah a towel, you've got to be kidding me Noah thought when she saw Harry shirtless. She was going to ignore the fact that he was shirtless, and he had a new tattoo on his hipbone. In Noah's mind, she was going to pretend it was always there.
"Let me get you another shirt." Harry said.
"Can I pick it?"
Harry nodded.
The only reason Noah wanted to pick out the shirt was because she knew none of Harry's clothes fit her. It would've been embarrassing if he had gotten her something too large or something too small; it's best if she picked it out herself. Harry jumped into the shower because it had gotten into his hair. Noah put her hair up, so she was lucky. She took one of his hockey jerseys, it was his Montreal Canadiens red jersey. It could've been a flannel, or knitted sweater, but she thought this was better.
Noah stood in the living room reading, the music was still playing softly but only because she didn't know Harry's password. If she did, she would've checked if he had Netflix and begin watching something. For the hundredth time Noah was reading Looking For Alaska underlining stuff she might've missed before. When she heard the shower turn off, Noah didn't know what to do; does she just sit there and wait for him to walk into the room, or does she act like she didn't even notice? She decided on the second one because the first one would make her seem like a creep.
When Harry walked into the living room, Noah felt like she was in a crappy teen movie where the hot guy walks into the room shirtless and they zoom up to his torso and show off his abs and biceps and tattoos. Except Noah didn't know what to do, she looked at Harry from his feet to his eyes and tried to control the feeling in her cheeks, Harry looked amazing though, he had khakis on with the white band of his underwear showing. His body wasn't what Noah wanted to explain, she could see his abs, but they weren't scary abs. If he breathed out they would disappear, and Noah loved those kind of abs; along with Harry's skin tone. But she met his eyes and Harry was beginning to put on a shirt. "Lets finish eating." Harry smiled.
Eating wasn't too bad. It was okay, Harry didn't look at Noah much until after they were done. The way Harry looked at Noah made Noah burn under her clothes, she didn't know why he would look at her the way he was, but he was.
Noah was finishing up her bacon, "so how was your shower?" she asked while finishing her soda as well.
Harry nodded, his wet head, "it was alright. Did you enjoy breakfast?" Noah nodded. "That's good.... I'm sorry about the soda."
Noah shook her head and brought the sleeve of the jersey to her face and sniffed it, "it's okay." She didn't want to make it seem like she was sniffing his jersey, but Harry knew and Noah knew he knew so she stopped. "It's becoming a thing with you liking to embarrass me somehow."
"I don't mean to." Harry said frowning while taking Noah's plate and putting it in the sink.
Noah stood up smiling and wrapped her arms around Harry's waist. "I'm joking." She said, her chin was on his chest and she looked up at him. Honestly, Noah loved looking up at Harry, she loved how he was taller than her. She get to look up at him and enjoy the view he has especially when he's smiling, Noah couldn't explain how much she loved him smiling; his million dollar smile would appear behind his rosy pink lips and as his smile grows his dimples increase. There was something about that deformed part of Harry's face that she loved so much. Noah was finishing up her bacon, "so how was your shower?" she asked while finishing her soda as well.
Harry nodded, his wet head, "it was alright. Did you enjoy breakfast?" Noah nodded. "That's good.... I'm sorry about the soda."
Noah shook her head and brought the sleeve of the jersey to her face and sniffed it, "it's okay." She didn't want to make it seem like she was sniffing his jersey, but Harry knew and Noah knew he knew so she stopped. "It's becoming a thing with you liking to embarrass me somehow."
"I don't mean to." Harry said frowning while taking Noah's plate and putting it in the sink.
Noah stood up smiling and wrapped her arms around Harry's waist. "I'm joking." She said, her chin was on his chest and she looked up at him. Honestly, Noah loved looking up at Harry, she loved how he was taller than her. She get to look up at him and enjoy the view he has especially when he's smiling, Noah couldn't explain how much she loved him smiling; his million dollar smile would appear behind his rosy pink lips and as his smile grows his dimples increase. There was something about that deformed part of Harry's face that she loved so much; Noah felt the fabric of Harry's shirt in between her fingers and she could feel her cheeks burning from the thoughts she was having. She didn't want to feel the fabric of his shirt, she wanted to feel his skin, she wanted to feel the small hair all over his body.
She didn't know how to bring him back to the couch. Noah didn't want to just lead him there, because it made her feel weird, but she didn't want to ask either. So she just unwrapped her arms from his waist and stood there. Waiting for something else to happen, she was smart but not relationship smart. Harry and Noah were mainly with touches and words, but she couldn't just say, "hey, can we go back to the living room so I can cop-a-feel?" But Harry's house phone began ringing and Harry rolled his eyes and walked toward the living room. While he was walking toward the living room Noah was cheering in her mind, she was chanting, kiss him! in her mind. Harry had just turn the ringer off and said it was some phone company calling then sat down next to Noah on the duvet. Noah gave up on waiting, she had finally leaned over and pecked Harry's jaw. He looked over at her and smiled, Harry pouted his lips and Noah leaned into them with her lips.
"Let's show you were to put your hands." Harry said turning toward Noah with her legs crossed and he grabbed her wrist with both hands. He kissed her softly, "you could either put your hands right here." He put her hands on his waist.
But Noah shook her head, "you're not a girl. I feel like that isn't right."
Harry chuckled, "alright." Harry's nose rubbed against hers, he moved her ups over his torso and over his neck to his jaw, "you could try here."
He kissed her again, moving his lips with hers before pulling away. Noah didn't say anything, she had just nodded and leaned in again kissing him. Harry picked the right spot for Noah, she could feel his jaw moving in her palm, her fingers were on his neck, his hair was tickling her fingertips. Noah uncrossed her legs and she pushed Harry back onto the duvet, and she straddled him. This made Harry smile uncontrollably and of course Noah knew she was going to feel embarrass thinking about it later, but for right now, she needed to fulfill her needs; and right now her number one need is to touch him. Everywhere. "You remind me," Noah said kissing Harry in between words, "why they name hurricanes after people." Harry bit his lip after Noah's sentence, "I'm sorry." she whispered against his lips.
Harry shook his head, "I love it."
Noah rubbed her nose against Harry's, "you remember that night, we came back from the zoo?" Harry nodded while his hands were slowly making their way up Noah's thighs. No one knew how this made Noah go crazy inside of her head, "and you were sick." His hands were curving her body and his hand grabbed her breast again. This made the both of them laugh.
"You want to try it?" Noah nodded, "give it a try."
Harry took off his shirt, lifting it above his head and revealed all the skin he had. Noah wanted to sigh from the look of Harry shirtless again, but she hadn't. She shyly looked at him but then she positioned himself on his legs, right below his crotch. Noah was freaking out in her mind, but she was going to make it work. She left her hands on his hips, her thumbs hovering on his hipbones; she softly ran her thumbs over his hip bones and one tattoo she hasn't seen on him. It says Might As Well... and Noah loved it, she leaned down and kissed it softly, when she looked up at Harry his eyes were wider than they were before, and then Noah realized why, she was right next to his tool. Her cheeks burned up but she continued; her hands slowly curved his love handles and Noah squeezed softly and it made Harry squirm which made her giggle softly. When Noah had gotten to Harry's tummy she took her time, her fingertips dragged against Harry's abs. Noah felt some sort of satisfaction when Harry shivered under her, her fingertips traces his fainted abs. Noah leaned down again and kissed his tummy then moved up to his chest. She could feel his heart beating fast under her lips and she reached his collarbones, "you've got a new tattoo." She said against his skin. Noah could literally see the hairs on the back of Harry's head standing up, and that made her so happy. Noah read the tattoo, it was bold and said, 17BLACK, "what's it mean?"
"It's good luck for James Bond." He turned his head toward her and whispered.
Noah looked at him, "oh." she nodded, "okay."
Harry questioned her but she shook his head and pecked his new tattoo softly before she began kissing his neck, she was going to mark him again, and of course Harry was going to let her, his other hickey had finally left. Harry was groaning while Noah was sucking on his neck and that made her lady parts tingle and Noah could feel Harry underneath her, and she wanted to touch. So, Noah started going down Harry's chest, from his collarbones to his abs, she kissed his small birthmarks that were on his torso and when she got to his belly button she sat up a bit and her fingers played with the hair on Harry's navel. Harry was watching Noah as she played with the band of his boxer-briefs, his breathing was off, his chest was rising and falling and he stared at Noah with his mouth open.
She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down a little, Harry was erect and Noah didn't know what else to do, she didn't think he would let her go this far. But there they both were, Harry's pants down and Noah's face inches away from it. She placed her thumb over the tip and softly grazed over it. Harry let out a soft breath and that made the both of them go insane.
Noah would've continued, but she stopped when she heard keys at the front door. Harry quickly pulled his pants up and Noah sat next to him with her legs crossed. They both stared at the door wondering who it was going to be, what if it was Harry's mom? Was she going to let Noah stay or was she going to be angry? There was a small relief that came off of Noah's shoulders when Robin came through the door, but at the same time the feeling was still there because Noah knew Robin didn't like her.
"What are you two kids doing here?" Robin asked confused.
"It was half-day today. They had let us out early."
Robin nodded and waved at Noah, "hello, Noah." She pressed her lips together in a smile and waved lightly to him. "Well, I'm off to the room, going to take a nap, it's been a long day for me."
It was only twelve thirty.
Noah and Harry looked at each other after Robin left and then they began laughing.
Harry
Noah yawned and tears came to her eyes, it made Harry chuckle, "want to take a nap?" He asked. Noah had a small smile on her face and nodded. She looked adorable while she was tired, her eyes were low and she would have a kind smile on her mouth. They fixed the duvet up a bit before getting under a thinner blanket and laying down.
Noah didn't fall to sleep instantly, she leaned her head on Harry's chest and was hearing his heart beating. Harry sworn his heart warmed up from the touch of her, his heart was beating a bit faster, and that's when Noah lifted her head up and looked at Harry while smiling. She snaked her body upward under the blanket until her face was angled with Harry's, and she smiled down at his mouth and kissed it gently. "I'm happy I get to do that." She said before snuggling into Harry's neck.