Fact no.30: Maybe a future with Noah isn't as bad

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"Do you think this is too much?", Dia asks me, spinning around. The party for Glamour today that Cami managed to invite us too has switched the motto from gala to casual. It takes place at one of the most popular beach bars in Barcelona. Which is why Dia and I spend some time getting ready in my room. More exactly, over three hours now.

I look at her and can't stop but smile. She's in a beautiful red Summer dress and matching Converse. Her hair is styled with a clip and the makeup I put her on makes her face glow. It's not much, just a bit of shadow and gloss. The beauty is all her.

"It's perfect", I answer. Dia smiles at me.

"So are you", she replies. I thank her with a small pirouette. I'm in a pastel green dress, some high heels and my hair straightened, the curls now gone. My face has also just some shadow around my eyes and some lipstick, nothing popping. But I love this look.

"Are you excited for tonight?", I ask her. She smiles.

"I am. I am more nervous really. But also happy. I don't know what to feel", she answers sincere. Remember that guy Dia talked to at the last party? Miguel? The one with the band? Yeah, his band sings again at the party tonight. And he invited Dia to sing with him. Dia had been excited about the party ever since.

"You'll do amazing, Dia", I tell her. She doesn't look so convinced as she smiles at me. I continue: "You are. You have the most amazing voice I've ever heard. I am sure you'll do amazing."

And I didn't say it just for show. It's true. Dia has the best voice ever. So sweet and gentle and making you feel all cozy and warm. She mostly sings covers, but I sometimes catch her write her own songs in her room. Every time I ask her about them she tells me she's not yet ready to show them. I hope I'll get to hear them soon.

"I have to sing one song in Spanish too", she replies chuckling. I look at her surprised. She only chuckles again.

"You'll do great. Don't worry", I tell her.

She seems to believe me since she gives me a hug, then we both head outside of the room.

"Finally", I can hear Kai say from in front of the door as he hears footsteps.

As we arrive in the hallway, we're greeted by Kai, Cami, Leo and...Noah. Noah, who's wearing a My girlfriend is hotter than you T-Shirt.

He seems to have frozen in space as he saw me, since he only starts breathing again as I hug him.

"You're beautiful, precious", he tells me.

"So are you", I reply, hoping it will get me to what I want. "What's with the T-Shirt?"

He looks down at his T-Shirt, as if seeing me made him completely forget about the rest of the world.

"Oh, this thing", he asks. "Bought it a few days ago. Thinking back at the last party, I realized how many girls wanted to flirt with me...."

"Poor baby", I interrupt him.

I earn a kiss and a smirk from him for that. "Don't feel sorry. I don't. It's not my fault I am stunningly attractive", he teases.

"Humble too", I add, rolling my eyes amused.

He chuckles. "I wanted to make something clear with the T-Shirt. I am taken."

"Doesn't it feel weird walking around in that?", I ask him, cringing at the T-Shirt. The black text on a white background.

"Precious, I can make pink look good. This shouldn't be a challenge", he tells me smirking. I remember our day in Barcelona. And have to smirk too.

"I think you're right", I say.

"Glad we finally agree on something, precious. Especially since you're always right."

I smile at that. And kiss him once.

He pulls me closer and kisses me more.

This is how the most part of the party goes by too. We dance together, kiss, drink some cocktails, kiss again, dance some more, kiss. Best party ever.

Dia has also killed it. The way she sang. She left the audience all applauding at the end and asking for more. Miguel let her sing another song as a solo. They sang another duet then. As she wanted to go away from the stage, Miguel showed to crowd to have a big round of applause for her. It made Dia blush and smile so bright I had to smile too just from the sight of it. Some even handed her some flowers. Miguel also gave her a rose as thank you for singing with him tonight.

I was so proud of my girl.

I hugged her tight as she came next to me. She then disappeared with Leo to dance or grab some drinks.

I continued dancing with Noah until now, when we're back at home. It's very late at night, but we couldn't sleep. Didn't want to sleep. We got...busy, after the party.

"You were magnificent today, precious", he whispers, his voice brushing my ear-shell, sending shivers. "Beautiful", he adds.

"I was happy I got to dance with you", I respond, tracing patterns with my fingers on his chest.

"Me too. You're the only one I'd ever dance with. No matter when or where, I'll always dance with you."

"Jerry would be proud", I reply.

Noah has to smirk at that. "Our baby. Of course he would be proud. Mommy and Daddy get along so well."

I continue tracing patterns on his chest. "Have you thought what you want to do after college?", I ask him after a while. He looks at me surprised. I am also surprised because of the question. But I need to know.

"I'll probably start playing for a team", he answers. Then, a bit more worried: "Why?"

"Just wanted to know", I reply.

"Precious?"

"What?"

"You know you can trust me. Tell me. What's wrong", he says.

I take a deep breath. "I will want us to take it slow. I don't know if I would be ready to have a baby exactly after college. Or ever, really. I want to travel the world first. Make tones of new memories. See every city there is to see. I want all of this. I was just wondering if maybe this is not what you want...", I answer, my voice shaking. Noah quickly kisses my brow and pulls me closer.

"That is exactly what I want. I want you, April. And I would be more than glad to see the world with you. So let's do it. Let's visit every city there is and make new memories together. And if we will ever want to settle down, than I will be honoured to be the one who gets to start a family with you. But even if it will be just to two of us until the end of time, I can call myself the luckiest guy on Earth. You are my family, precious. I love you. Let's see the world together, April."

I almost cry at that. Hearing him say this, agreeing with this...I...I...

"I love you", I tell him.

"I love you too", he whispers back at me, kissing my brow again. "I love you too, precious."

And as he pulls me closer and closes the lights, I thank the universe for this guy.

~

I am in his arms as my phone rings. We've been cuddling for some time. Just taking each other in.

I lean over him to reach the bedside table. It's Dia. She and Leo decided to spend the night at a rental in Barcelona. Well, he did and Dia rolled with it. Having a clue what they might have been up to, what Noah and I have been up to so far, I am rather surprised she called.

I take my phone out of the charger and answer the call.

Silence. Then a few sobs.

"Dia, babe, what happened?", I ask, immediately sitting up-straight.

Noah must have noticed my shock since he follows me and mouthes: "What happened?" I shrug.

"Dia? Dia, what's wrong?", I continue.

Again, no answer. Only sobs.

"Lydia McKenna, please tell me what's wrong", I repeat, using her full-name. I don't know what else to do.

"April", Dia's voice appears after a while. I immediately freeze as I hear it. It's shaking. And crying. And hurt.

"Dia? Dia, what happened?"

"April", she repeats, tone the same. There is fear in her tone. She's whispering, as if to avoid someone hearing her. "April, can you come pick me up?" The sobs intensify. "Can you please pick me up?"

"Dia, where are you? What happened?", I ask again, already standing up and throwing the first clothes I find on me: a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. Noah does it too, putting the pair of jeans from before and one of his hoodies that ended up in my wardrobe.

"Please...", Dia whispers, then a loud thud can be heard at her end of the line. She lets out a scream and some more sobs. Then closes the phone.

I am left frozen with the phone in my hand.