I'm covered with assignments as I hear my phone ring from somewhere.. I don't even remember when last I saw that thing. I try to get up and slowly walk to wherever the sound's coming from. I move over to my drawer since the sounds more evident there and when I open I see it ringing and vibrating causing my extra pen and pencils to move around.
I pick my phone up not bothering to check the caller ID before picking the call.
"Hello?", I ask.
"Hi Ginger", Hernans voice booms clear into the speaker and it's like my mood becomes lighter.
"Oh hi", I mutter groaning a bit as I move to sit back on my bed.
"You sound a bit off, you okay?", he questions.
"Uh yeah, what's uh.. what's up with you?", I ask moving the attention from me.
"I'm good just wanted to check up on you", he replies and I smile a bit.
"Thanks", I say absorbing the feeling of being cared for by non relatives.
"So um you free?", he asks and I look down at my ankle.
"Uh not really", I answer.
"Oh", he says sounding disappointed, "That's cool then.. I guess I'll call you later?", he says in a questioning tone.
"Yeah sure", I say and it's like I feel him nod.
"Bye Ginger",
"Bye Buzz". I end the call after his light chuckle.
I put my phone down falling back on my bed. I stretch a bit letting out a yawn and to my surprise when my yawn subsides I hear another so I quickly look around in fear.
My mind is at rest when I see Noah yawning by the window.
When he's done he looks at me, "Sorry it was just so contagious", he says and I roll my eyes.
"You need to start using the front door", I say lying back down on my bed. He's gonna scare me to death one day and it's gonna be so sad when they write scared to death on my eulogy. Like, a car crash would be better.
"How's your leg?", he asks taking a look at my not so swollen but red ankle.
"Bad", I answer with my eyes staring up at the ceiling. I hear Noah sigh and the room's quiet for a while until I feel my bed dip and Noah's sharp intake of breath.
I turn and so does he causing our faces to be a few inches away. I look back at the ceiling getting pinked face at our close proximity.
"I noticed your mum's not around", he says with a low but sneaky tone.
"Yeah she went out to get some groceries. She thinks I'm asleep", I say remembering how I pretended to be asleep when I heard her footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Good then", he says and so I raise a brow as I watch him get up.
"Why good?", I ask, using my elbows to push myself up a bit.
"Because we're going out", he says walking over to my closet. I scoff, is he out of his mind?.
"I don't know if you've noticed but my leg isn't the way it used to be.. it's busted", I say hoping to bring it to his understanding.
"I've never seen you on this before", he says turning around with a pink crop top and it's matching skirt. If I was pinked face before then now I'm red.
I get up and quickly limping to him I try to grab the outfit from him but he pulls away.
"Give it to me", I whine trying not to look at him.
"Fine", he says then let's me have it and we awkwardly stay silent.
I sigh, "I got it from Amazon. Didn't like it", I say looking elsewhere.
"Can I.. at least see you in it?", he asks and my eyes reach his. Why would you want to see me in this, Noah? I'd look dumb in it anyway. I don't even know why I bothered clicking add to cart that day.
"I.. no, I can't", I say folding the clothes with one wrap. Probably going to dump it in the trash later.
"And why not?", Noah asks taking one large step so he was right in front of me in seconds. Advantages of a tall person. They have long legs.
I try to move away but his hand holds me in place. His touch is like fire and his intense stare makes my legs weak. He's just too close for me to handle. I don't think I can process anything right now.
"Why not?", he repeats and I foolishly nod like he asked a yes or no question. This makes Noah raise a brow.
I stutter shaking my head to snap out of my trance or whatever I'm in. "Because I can't, I don't want to", I say pulling my arm away from his grasp. I walk away to my closet, letting out a breath of relief. Being close to a ridiculously handsome guy isn't easy. You could literally pass out.
"Okay then I'll just picture you in it", he says just as I reach the closet. I turn to look at him. Noah closes his eyes and I stare at him. I watch as the corner of his lips lift up into a small smile before his eye lids lift slowly.
"You were hot in it".
I shut the closet close and walk to my bed, looking for something, anything to stop me from looking at him.
"It's not there", he says and I turn around with a raised brow. Did he think I was looking for something?.
"W..what?", I stutter.
"My heart's right here", he says taking my hand and placing it on his chest. There's this quick silence that falls but with our lips rising and it doesn't take a minute after that before we start laughing.
The laughter's just too much for me to handle that I have to place my hands on my knees. I don't think I can stand properly after what I just heard.
"What.. what was that?", I question trying to subside my laughter.
"I just..", Noah starts then smiles, "I wanted to make you laugh". My laughter dies down completely and I stand and stare for a while.
"So uh, ready to live a life of Noah", he asks and my brows crease.
"A what now?".
**
Living a life of Noah 101
Step one in living a life of Noah
The first step in living a life of Noah is climbing off Abby's window but unfortunately my leg is gonna be at risk if I do that so we skipped that one.
Step two is driving which I can't do so I'm still wondering why I'm in the driver's seat right now.
"So you'll put your leg on the accelerator if you need to speed up then on the brake if you need to stop, are we clear?", he asks and I shrug. Are we actually doing this?.
"This is it", he says and I turn to him.
"What?",
"I think you're ready", he says smiling like a proud father. What in the world is happening?!.
"Okay princess, in one..", he starts.
"I don't think this is a good idea", I inform him.
But he continues either way,"Two..",
"Noah I can't-",
"Three..", he says paying deaf ears to my words again.
"Noah!!",
"Go!!",
I step on the gas pedal and we find ourselves going backwards. I thought it'd just be me screaming but Noah tagged along which was funny to watch but scary at the same time because my protector was also scared.
**
Step three in living the life of Noah, football.
It's so absurd that we came to an open field for this. I mean, we're not gonna practice, are we?.
"So what's this in my hand?", he asks and I roll my eyes.
"A disk", I answer and his brows furrow. "It's a ball Noah of course I know that", I say and he rolls his eyes at me. And it's funny or even weird how I don't get mad about it, I just want him to do it again.
"Okay so since you know so much let me ask you this..", he trails. Pretty sure he's thinking of what to ask me.
"In the game two teams usually get an attempt, which is known as..?",
"Downs", I answer without hesitation and he's a but surprised but shakes it off nodding his head in approval.
"Okay easy one. Next question, what's the length of the game?",
"Sixty minutes, usually divided into fifteen each", I say and he nods again walking with his hands behind his back like a sergeant.
"Easy one but let's see if you can pull this one off. Can a forward be thrown once the ball has gone forward of it's starting point?".
"No", I simply answer.
"Why?", he asks and with the way his eyes squint, I could bet a thousand dollars he thinks I wouldn't get it.
"Because there may only be one forward pass per play", I say with a smirk.
Noah smiles, "You're good".
"You're not too bad yourself", I tease and his eyes widen.
"Woah, easy now", he says and I laugh. "Catch", he says tossing the ball but instead of catching I shield my face from it and it ends of up going pass me.
"That's not gonna look good in your report card", he says hands on his hips. Report card? This isn't P.E, Mr Kushner.
**
Step four of living a life of Noah, Food.
I never thought that would be it. I was thinking a party or something.
"So what'd you think I'd order?", he questions and I take a look at the menu.
I don't think Noah and I have ever gone to a restaurant for food. We've only hung out for ice cream so I really wouldn't know. Unlike the football questions this one's gonna be hard. Personally I don't have that much interest in sports (as you all know) but since Noah's into it I just put myself out to know it and it's like it's etched now. I know the game like the back of my hand.
"Uh burger?", I say with a little shrug.
"Wild guess but you're right", he says and I smile. Well that's gonna look good in my report card.
We take orders, eat then head out again. Noah helps me into his car before turning around to get in himself. We both put our seatbelts on and he starts driving.
"So, what's the next step?", I ask and he glances at me for a quick second before focusing on the road again.
"Peace", he says and I give him a confused look. Peace? What's that about. I don't question though I just let him drive to wherever.
We're on the road for a while but the ride comes to a stop when I see our favorite ice cream place in view.
"W..why-",
"This is my peace, don't get me wrong it's not just the place.. it's being in it with you", he says and it's like an imaginary lump gets in my throat because I swallow hard.
"Are we getting the usual?", he asks and I nod with a big smile on my face.
**
The car comes to a halt and there's a peaceful breath escaping my lips. I turn to Noah to see his already staring at me.
"Although you got an F in some I'll just let you off with a B-", he says and I scoff. A B- , I cannot believe this guy. I did better than I should have. Just the football questions I answered should've taken me to an A even if I didn't catch the ball.
"I don't get B's", I say, sassily.
"Yeah so I wanted to hurt your pride a little.. now go tell your mum why you came home late without selling me out", he says and I gasp.
"C'mon now, run along princess", he says with the worst British accent on earth. I laugh as I get down for his car.
I walk into the house smiling like a giraffe eating good leaves, do they smile though?.
I look up to see my mum staring at me. My smile dies and I'm in a state of confusion, "Uh, is um.. is everything okay?".
"I should be asking you with that Grinch smile of yours", she says going into the kitchen. Was it that bad?. "You didn't tell me you'd be going out?".
"Uh I just thought I'd step out", I say walking into the kitchen while concealing the little limp I've been displaying outside.
"Okay well let's have dinner", she says and I bite down on my lip. If I eat anymore I'm gonna explode.
I place a hand on my stomach, "I had ice cream so I'm not feeling too good", I lie and she nods slowly watching me with her eyes.
"Yeah so I'll just eat later", I say heading upstairs.
I sigh once I close my bedroom door. My mum's been the only one around for me so lying to her isn't really heart whelming it's heart wrenching. I love her so much that it hurts to lie to her. I could just tell her it's Noah but I think she smelt something fishy about me sleeping over at his house the other day so I don't think she trusts him that much. So I feel the less I talk about him the better.
Author's Note
Hey guys, I know it's been so long and I'm super duper sorry but I'm back now and I'm going to make it up to you guys so please enjoy this chapter and expect another tomorrow. ð Ps don't forget to like and comment.