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Chapter 6: Bracelets

This chapter contains suggestions of self harm and a blade. It's not graphic and doesn't talk about the action at all but if this might be triggering, please know what you can handle.

Just a warning :)

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Lottie POV

"He does that yeah," I laugh as Dixie complains about my brother.

"I mean, just, who does that?! No one!"

"Yeah, no. That's just a Noah thing," I smile. I watch her face grow less irritated as she says,

"It annoys me, but I do love things though. A lot." She grins at me, laying back into her side of the couch.

"I always wanted Noah to be happy, and don't get me wrong, he's always a happy person. But you can tell now, he's happier than he's ever been, around you." I smile, fiddling with my fingers.

"Thank you Lottie," she smiles, "You know, he just wants to see you happy again too,"

"I know... I do. I just, I've been here two days and he's already being a little..."

"Suffocating? Over protective? Dad-like?" She lists, smirking with her eyebrows raised. I shrug, not knowing how to answer, "He's just worried Lots. Very. That call from your mom last week, I've never seen something shake him so much." I nod, processing. I'm going to trust her right now, even though I might regret it.

"I just, Dixie, nothing is okay, yknow. Like the world isn't the way it's supposed to be. She was always supposed to be here yknow. And now I'm on what feels like borrowed times yet i'm here. Having fun, watching tv, getting to be around the boy I-" Dixie perks up as I start to speak about Quinton, but I'm cut off from continuing when the door slams open, and Charli walks in,

"HONEY I'M HO- Oh! Char!" She grins, running over and jumping on the couch, right on top of me. I giggle, trying to downplay the wince that she procures by laying on my abused wrist by laying my head on her shoulder as she hugs me. Dixie raises her eyebrow and I'm scared she's going to bring it up, but instead she says to Charli,

"Really? You crash into my apartment, leave the door open, and only hug Lottie? Who isn't your sister?" as she gets up to close the door to the rest of the building. Charli squeezes my tighter, giggling,

"Do you blame me when this perfect human is the other option?" she asks, making me giggle as Dixie nods and shrugs,

"Yeah okay," with a smile. I laugh at the two sisters and their strange interactions.

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(The next morning)

Noah POV

"No, I never said that!" Curtis laughs, pushing Chase in the backseat.

"Bitch, don't touch me!" Larray yells at Chase who knocked into him in the process. James and I just laugh, listening from the front as we pull into Dixie's parking lot. I, after many texts back and forth between Dix and I, let Lottie stay the night with the girls here, so we brought everyone because we're going to take Lottie out today into LA. Or we're letting her watch James film a Youtube video with all of us that we aren't sure if it's going up, but we had an idea. Which will be a surprise choice for her. She loves his channel, so she would have fun watching the bts. We also want to get it done and we're all way too busy.

"You guys are too much for me, I can't," James laughs, turning off the car.

"Oh we're too much. Mhm, okay. Shore," Larray nods, getting out of the car as James gasps,

"Larry! You don't- No!" The rest of us laugh as we follow them out of the car and into the building as they bicker. We walk up the stairs to where her's is, before their bickering is getting annoying.