I felt even more awful that I'd have to go home, it meant actually having to come up with some sort of excuse to why my makeup is covered over my cheeks. I stood outside my lit up house, weighing my options in the end I decided it was time to head to the pack house. Noah wouldn't be there, no-one would be, most people were so devestated about the deaths they went back to their homes.
I shoved the door open my heart lurched violently in my chest as I took in the scents that were once so familiar. Everything was in its place, a thin layer of dust covering the tops of most things, I shut the door with a thump and switched the lights on, placing my iPod and phone on the side table. I squinted at the brightness and kicked off my shoes, I've missed this place. I took off up the stairs and found the hall way that held our four doors.
Jake's, Maria's, mine then Noah's. He'd used too bang on the walls at night so I couldn't sleep, I scowled and switched on more lights kicking my door open, the place was sort of tidy with only a few pieces of clothing strew around the room. I pulled the curtains open and let the little of the sunset flood into my room.
I found a pack of wipes and cleaned off the makeup that'd run over my face. Changing into a old pair of jogging bottoms, I looked through my t-shirt draw, my face twisting in anguish. I picked out the blue top, feeling the soft fabric beneath the pads of my fingers made a hard lump form in my throat. I threw Maria's top back into the draw and stormed out my room, leaning against the cold wall I sighed, I can't let anything that reminds me of her make me run away anymore.
I shoved Noah's door open and walked in, his room was still partially messy the bed still unmade from where we'd scruffed it up. I opened his wardrobe and pulled out a plain grey t-shirt, I shoved it over my head, it reaching mid thigh, I shrugged taking off my old joggers. It looked like I was wearing a huge nighty' and it didn't look massively great. But I couldn't care less.
I am allowed to wear his clothes, after all he is my mate though he loves someone else. I tugged on my hair angrily, though I hate to admit it, but he is my mate, the only one I've got. I don't know why I pushed it away so much from the start, but I did, and look where its got me. Alone in a cold house.
"Fucking fantastic." I bit out, pulling my slippers on I headed back down the stairs into the kitchen, I looked through the cupboards and found a tin of tomatoe soup, I rolled my eyes, this was the best it was gonah' get tonight.
I can't believe my mother even said things will start turning my way! What was she on? I start to believe her a bam I hear Noah confessing his love for some slut. Bloody great. I grabbed my iPod and shoved it in the dock, putting the music up to the loudest it could go sappy love songs shook the house, I felt more tears prickle at my eyes, I rubbed them away angrily as I stirred the soup.
"I swear I hated him the other day." I growled at myself, it was no use, telling myself off for maybe, uh really liking my mate so wasn't a good idea. It actually was freaking stupid. I poured the soup into a white bowl and sat at the table, I shoved the tomatoey goodness into my mouth, trying to forget everything.
Just for five minutes to forget everything would be amazing. But we don't always get what we want.
I finished my soup and placed the dirty bowl into the sink, switching the music off I grabbed my phone and headed back up the stairs, bed sounded so good right now.
I climbed into bed, and squished myself inbetween the duvets, I haven't been this comfy in a while.
'Do not answer this call. Do not answer this call.' I glanced down at my phone, it was vibrating and the name 'Noah' was lighting up the screen, I was tempted to do what my ring tone said but I sighed and put the phone to my ear.
"Where the fuck are you?" Noah's angry voice greeted me by surprise, I frowned pulling the phone slightly back from my ear.
"Why does it matter? Did you have fun confessing your love to whatever slut was in your room?" I spat back, clenching the phone tightly to my ear now, his breathing became ragged and heavy.
"Where are you?" He asked again, ignoring my questions, I growled rolling my eyes though he couldn't see me I hope he was imagining me rolling my eyes at him.
"Pack house." I replied softer, the line went dead shortly afterwards and I chucked my phone across the other side of the room. Pushing the bed covers back off me, I walked out my room too Noah's. I climbed into his bed, unsure of what I'd achieve out of this, I snuggled into his bed and his scent wrapped around me and a smile drifted onto my face. I moved around pulling a pair of boxers out from underneath me, which made me chuckle lightly, he was so messy. Tucking the covers under my chin, tears burned at my eyes again, why'd he have to go love someone else?
I probably layed their shedding silent tears for an hour before the creaks of the pack house started to freak me out, I sat up pulling the covers up to cover my shoulders up. My eyes darted around the pitch black room, "anyone there?" I whispered, my fear spiked when the creak came from close to the bed. I pushed myself back into the pillows, scared too move, I continued to listen out to the creaks. Each one getting closer to the bed. "Who is ther-re?" I shivered, closing my eyes I let out a piercing scream that only got cut short from a hand clamping around my mouth, I was pulled up kneeling on the bed, my captor held me from behind his arm capturing my waist and pulling me against him.
"Ssh." He whispered, I stopped struggling instantly when I noticed the tone of Noah's voice.
"Fine." I replied, my voice muffled slightly from his hand, he released my mouth and I breathed deeply. Reaching over the bed I felt the bed side lamp and switched it on, light flooded into the room and I pushed Noah off my waist. "What the hell Noah!" I screeched, a smile formed on his face and he stood next to the bed. "You can't just go creep around the house in the dark! I thought you were going to come and kill me!"
"Sorry about that, I just, thought it'd be funny.." His voice drifted off, and he looked at me with a sheepish grin, I smacked his arm angrily.
"Well it wasn't." I snapped back, "what are you doing here anyway?" I asked tugging on his top awkwardly, he so wasn't meant to be seeing me in his t-shirt, in his room.
"I could ask you the same thing, your rooms next door remember?" He shot back raising his brow at me quizzingly.
"I asked you first." I said folding my arms over my chest, he sat on his bed kicking off his motorcyle boots in the process.
"Look, I don't even know how you heard me talking to Anastasia-"
"Anastasia?" I whispered, shocked, he'd love her over his mate? "You love her?" I shouted, anger eminent in my voice, I can't even believe this. "After everything? You couldn't have waited until... until it'd got better?" I said, my voice dropped to a whisper, I didn't want it too, it just did.
"You're not listening too me! I was practising on Anastasia, what too tell you! Jesus fucking Crist Charlotte!" He shouted, my heart jumped in my chest and a smile drifted onto my lips.
"Practising?" I asked cocking a brow at him, I breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't love that slut. Thank freaking God.
"I didn't know what too tell you." He sighed, his head hung low, his hair dropping in front of his face, his black jeans clung to his legs and the black hoodie he had on had a few leaves stuck too it.
Maybe this is what my mum was talking about.
I pushed away his hair and tipped his chin up too face me, "I like your hair this long." I said quietly, it was messy and it suited him perfectly.
"Why are you in my clothes, in my room?" He asked, I dropped my hand from his chin and ran a hand over my leg rubbing at it like it was cold.
"I was upset you chose someone else over me." I mumbled grumpily.
"Well I didn't, so wipe that pout of your face. I knew you wanted me, I could always see behind your little mask." He grinned, I rolled my eyes at him lacing my fingers inbetween his.
"Can we try being us? Just slowly." I asked, Noah rubbed circles into my palms and nodded.
"I'd love too."
okaay, i think i have an idea where this story is going now, so thanks for reading!
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