Author's Note
I deeply apologize for my absence guys. Finals are over now though so your girl's back.. back with more Abby and Noah or is it Hernandez or is it Loren or is it Asher.. Stay tuned my lovelies.
ABBY
A brunette and a buzz cut, staged with anger filled eyes. I quickly walk to them with Callie not too far behind. The thing about Noah, is that all eyes are on him at all times, wherever he went so whatever he did was noticed. Right now, I could feel the amount of eyeballs surrounding him.
I could never be Noah.. what if I wanted to pick my nose or something, someone's definitely gonna see that.
"Oh I will", I hear Hernandez say as I reach the table.
"What's going on?", I ask and they both turn to me. Hernandez's eyes softens and he backs away from Noah when he sees me.
Noah remains in the same position but the rage in his eyes disappears when he sees me.
"Nothing, he was just leaving..", Hernandez says and Noah scoffs.
"Shut up immigrant", Noah fires and I'm glad just a few tables heard it. Callie's eyes widens behind her glasses and from the corner of my eye I see Asher finding interest in this.
I make a mistake to actually look at him and our eyes lock. And for some reason his widens.
"What did you just call me?", Hernandez asks seeming a lot angrier than he was a while ago.
"Are you slow?", Noah asks and before I can get in Asher comes from nowhere.
"Dude what are you doing?", Asher mutters to Noah pulling him back a bit. He then looks at me and more loudly asks, "You're the new Loren?",
Now everyone's attention moves to me. I squirm, feeling like a black hole should come from beneath and just swallow me in.
"What?", Simultaneous replies from Noah and Hernandez.
Murmuring sounds erupt from the four walls of the cafeteria and I could suddenly feel everyone's eyes on me. I clutch unto my elbow for some kind of support and focus on my shoes.
Go, go.. run.. why are you still standing? Something's gonna happen.. and everyone's gonna laugh at you.. they always do..
"Ginger",
"Princess",
I look up as their voice bring me out of my thoughts.
"Princess?", Asher asks in confusion, with disgust almost.
I feel nauseous.. I don't feel good, I feel like I'm gonna.. like I'm gonna.. throw up..
An involuntary barf lunges out of my mouth and to the floor..
"Ugh.. is that cheese?", Asher asks, scrunching up his nose in real disgust this time.
No laughter was registered but the disgust in everyone's tone was. I think yesterday's junk didn't settle too well.
Noah reaches for my hand and I let him take it. He takes me away from the crowd and into the empty hallway.
We get into the female bathroom nearby and after making sure it's just us in here he locks the door.
"C'mon, I'll pull your hair up", he quietly says and I move to the sink.
As I turn the faucet on Noah helps me put my hair up in a bun while I wash my face. After rinsing the vomit out of my mouth I back away turning the faucet off so he lefts go of my hair.
I get some toilet paper then use it to wipe some vomit that had gotten on my dress.
Noah gets some toilet paper too but uses it to dab my cheek. A tear had fallen, I was too bent on keeping it up to know it was already down.
"I'm sorry", he lets out and you know it's actually hard to keep the tears in when someone apologizes to you. The words 'I'm sorry' emulates tears.
"Every.. one's gonna call me.. bar.. barf girl", I cry and he pulls me into a hug.
"Not on my watch", he says as he rubs my back soothingly.
We stay that way, our arms wrapped around each other, for a while and I realize how much I've missed him, his scent, his touch, the warmth his body emits and how it engulfs me.
Noah kisses the top of my head, "Wanted to impress me today?", he asks patting my hair down slowly.
I make a pff sound and he chuckles a bit, "It's okay, it worked".
I smile.
There's a loud knock on the bathroom door so I pull away from Noah shocked. But he seems unfazed.
"Are you okay?", he asks putting a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Someone's at the door-", he cuts me off.
"Aside that, you okay?", he asks and I nod so he nods too wiping my teary eyes.
"Okay", he says then takes my hand but I pull away. Noah raises a brow at my action.
"We can't go out together", I point out. There's a repetition of knocks and they come out louder than the first.
"Why not?", he asks ever so casually.. I groan at his calmness.
"I..",
"It's okay.. I'm here", he says then takes my hand again.
My heart beats loudly against my chest as Noah opens the bathroom door. The girls standing behind it have shocked looks on their faces as they see Noah and most especially with me.. albeit it's the craziest thing they'll see today.
"Wanna ditch?", he asks as we walk past them and into the hallway again.
"Why would I.. ", I pause realizing they might actually look for me after puking in the cafeteria. "Sure".
**
I tap my fingers along the car window.. there was a little drizzle from the sky, it put tiny droplets on the window. Is it just me or car rides while it rains is wholesome?.. probably just me.
"What'd you wanna do?", Noah asks side glancing my way for a quick second.
I look at him, a gold watch shimmered around his wrist as his hand was on the steering wheel while the other rested on the armrest close to my seat. The sleeved shirt he wore was rolled up to his elbows displaying his veiny hairy hands.
"Abby?", his deep voice booms through the car and I feel choked as I come out of my reverie.
"W..what?".
"You okay?", he asks slowing the car down.
"Uh yh", I say then close my mouth that was slightly open while I was staring at him.
Noah looks at me carefully and I gulp feeling shy under his gaze. "Where'd you wanna go?",
I would have liked to go anywhere with Noah.. the park, the beach, a concert, a downside bar.. but not with this beautiful weather..
"Nowhere", I simply say and he doesn't object, he just nods. Is he finally listening to me?. "But we can watch a movie..", I suggest, stretching my words.
"Okay", Noah says then steps on the gas so the ride's fast again.
"Where are we going?", I ask.
"I thought you said we should watch a movie", he says focusing on the road.
"Yh but like in the car.. but it's fine if it's a theater. Now that I think about it was stupid of me to even suggest that. Please forget I ever mentioned it", I rant out fixating my face to the window inorder to avoid his eyes.
The silence that follows makes me pink faced and I draw closer to the window. I'm embarrassed as Noah drives to the mall.
I slightly groan when he parks the car so the time for us to get down was here.
"I'll be right back", he says and I look up. Before I can utter a word, Noah's out the car and I'm left with the view of his retreating form. Is he going to watch the movie without me?.
I huff.
"This is all ur fault", I say to myself looking at my reflection through the rearview mirror.
I squish my face together, "Why would you say that?!", I exclaim giving my cheeks a little hit.
The car door opens and I immediately act casual. "I know you were goofing around", Noah says and I hold a smile looking up at him. The little drizzle had put water marks on his shirt.
He puts some bags behind and I watch how his shirt clenches to his chest causing a little tightness in-between both breast muscles. I literally hold my breath at the sight.
He gets back to his normal sitting position then starts the car again. "Start picking a movie", he says as we drive out of the mall and I'm a bit startled.
"Wh.. what?", I ask.
"What?", he asks back.
"I thought.. you were.. like.. the theater..", I trail, confused.
"Full sentence princess", He says using both hands now as he made a quick turn.
I try not to be overwhelmed by the way the word 'princess' rolled off his tongue. I swallow then blink rapidly. I might lose it in this car.
"Where are we going?", I manage to muster a complete sentence.
"To watch a movie", he answers as we slowly drive into a familiar lake. Noah parks nearby and then looks at me.
He pulls out a blanket from one of the shopping bags he placed behind earlier and a bit of confusion sips into my demeanor.
"So What movie are we watching?".