Family Friends- A Noah Schnapp Fanfiction

*thirty two*

Noah and I walked home together talking through everything that was going on. "Julia told me that she liked me at the dance," Noah explained. "And she hinted that she wanted to maybe start stuff again." I nodded slowly praying that wouldn't happen.
"And what did you say?" I knew their conversation was before our little confession session.
     "Well, I almost said we should try," Noah started. Ouch. "I mean, I don't like her but you know, we have history." I nodded. "But then I told her I couldn't- that there was someone else."
      "Oh," I said trying not to smile.
     "Yeah," he chuckled. "But then when I thought you liked Andrew, I kinda told her I had changed my mind." I know I wasn't one to talk, but it felt like I had been stabbed in the heart when I realized Noah was able to rebound so fast, even if it was just to get me back. This was all happening so fast. We had only admitted to these feelings a few days ago. Every decision felt like blindly flipping a coin.
     "This is all too chaotic," Noah said almost reading my mind. "Like, we're 15 why is this such a huge deal?" We both sighed and paused for a minute.
     "I guess we're just too close," I shrugged. "And we don't wanna ruin anything." Noah nodded.

      When we reached our street, Noah and I made the painful, but relieving decision to put this aside, at least until school ended. We only had a week left and it'd be a good break to think things through. Of course, we'd still hang out during that time- it would just be a little weird for a few days.

     I sat on my bed staring at the wall. I still had no idea what I wanted to do. I know what you're all thinking: "Sam, stop being so dramatic and just date him you're literally in love with him." Well I ask you to this- Think about your best friend in the whole world. You've been friends for 15 years and always called them your sibling. Now think that you suddenly think about what you're future kids will be named in order to help yourself fall asleep. It feels disgusting, doesn't it? There was only one thing I knew for sure: I needed to clear things up with Chloe. I pulled out my phone and texted her "Can I call you?" I immediately put my phone down and tried to distract myself while I waited for an answer. I didn't need to for long because my phone buzzed soon after.

      im at josh's noah texted me tho. don't worry we're all good i'm sorry.

I released all the air and nerves that had been building up in my lungs.

     I'm sorry 2

The next week went by slowly. The last week of school is always the easiest, but the most boring. Endless movies and last minute easy projects since the grades are already finalized. Luckily, I have three classes with Jordan, two with Kaller, and Chloe and I get lunch together every day so time moved a little faster. Julia and I had history together but we weren't really talking at the moment. Things were still awkward since the ice cream incident. Andrew and I had spoken a few times, but I could tell he was still mad at me. Noah and I on the other hand seemed like we were putting on an entire act. As if there was an audience watching us at every moment and they had to look at us and see no romantic energy at all. I knew it was for the best though.

     On Thursday, Chloe and I met at her locker as usual, getting ready to walk home. "We have to try that new ice cream place in the Hamptons this summer," Chloe reminded me. "It's supposed to be like the best in the country."
     "That's what you said about that sketchy donut place last summer," I recalled.
     "But this one's actually gonna be good, it looks unreal."
     "Ok Chlo," I chuckled as she picked up her backpack and shut her locker. We turned toward the end of the hall and started walking when I heard a voice.
     "Hey! Guys!" We both turn around and saw Andrew. He started picking up his pace as if he'd been standing there for a few minutes now.
     "Hey," I saw a little awkwardly.
     "Hey," he said again.
     "Oh boy," Chloe mumbled. I shot her a quick look.
     "So you know the party I throw every year?" Andrew asked kind of looking to the side. We both nodded. A huge house comes with many, MANY parties. "Well, do you guys wanna come?" he was scratching his head and trying to act casual, but I could tell this took a lot of courage. I looked to Chloe and I could see she approved.
     "Sure, thanks so much," I told him sincerely. He smiled gently, but awkwardly and started mumbling "cool, ok, yeah," to himself before waving subtly and walking away. Chloe was trying really hard not to laugh.
     "Well that was nice," she snickered. "Very natural very casual."
      "Shut up," I scoffed.