Noah POV
A few seconds after I had fallen asleep, Tyler woke me up, telling me I had a message.
Olivia:
Hello Noah, this is Mia. Olivia fell asleep so she'll be staying here tonight. Don't worry I'll make sure she's safe. Have fun at the party!
Sent at 10:57
'Have fun'. I wish I could but I feel like I'm going to throw up. Tyler has his hand rubbing my back in circular motions while I'm hunched over, readying myself to be sick. This is the worst. Can I just go back to sleep on his shoulder, he was comfortable.
"Why did you drink so much?" he questioned. I could lie and say its because I'm a young alcoholic, but he knows me better than that. Probably. Why would I even say I'm a young alcoholic to begin with? There's nothing wrong with the truth so why am I even thinking about lying. A drunk brain is a confusing brain.
"I wanted to shut the people up. Quieten the noise. I couldn't deal with them laughing. They're always fucking laughing" my voice was slurred and I felt a tear drop down my cheek.
Tyler stopped rubbing circles and instead pulled me closer into a hug. This is nice. I moved slightly so my head is resting on his lap and his arm draped across my waist.
We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, I just lied on his lap, sobering up with the cold-ish breeze.
"Are you asleep?" he asked.
I shook my head and relaxed a little bit more.
"Why are you so nice to me Tyler?" I asked, turning around on my back to look at him. If I was sober, I would never have the courage to look at him. Or lie on his lap. Or even talk to him!
"You're probably the only person that would think of me as nice, Noah" he gave me a sad smile. I shook my head at him fiercely, making me feel dizzy.
"nope! Olivia thinks your nice too! See, I'm not the only one!" I pouted. How the fuck can this guy think he's not nice? He memorised my coffee order! If that's not a nice person than I don't know what is. He chuckled at me.
"Thanks Noah" he still had a sad smile. I playfully hit his shoulder and I gave him a wide grin.
"Don't look so down in the dumps, that's my job!" I jokingly huffed. He let out a laugh and smiled back at me with a little more light in his eyes. "but seriously, why are you, an attractive dude that's hot as fuck, being nice to me, a pathetic dude that's not even remotely hot?" the words slipped out of my mouth before I even had a chance to think. Oh well, I'm drunk, it's fine.
"You're not pathetic Noah. And you don't have to be hot, you're cute instead" he winked at me and I felt my face go tomato red. I turned away from him to hide the blush but he'd already seen it so he laughed at me instead.
I like his laugh. I want to make him laugh more in the future.
"that didn't answer my question, coffee shop boy" I couldn't think of a good nickname so I ended up just calling him coffee shop boy. He smiled at me gently.
"I don't know why I'm nice to you. I'm not willingly nice to anyone else but you. I don't know. It's confusing but it's also comfortable. You hide everytime I see you. You get flustered so easily. You're smart. You're honest even when you don't mean to be. You're cute and you're not afraid to belt out Disney music" he laughed at the last part, I tried to hide my flustered face. "maybe that's why I'm nice to you".
He looked so honest when he said that, I can't even deny that I like him now.
We talked for a while after that. I learnt a few things about him. He was a year older than me and Olivia, he was 18. He moved here a couple of weeks ago and is living with his new foster family. He's supposed to be in his senior year but he hasn't turned up in school yet, he says it's because he doesn't want to join the school in the middle of the school year. Which I understand. His favourite colour is sunset yellow and his favourite flowers are sunflowers, which I found oddly charming.
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A long silence passed and my eyelids grew heavy. "Go to sleep Noah" Tyler whispered, stoking my hair in a comforting way. I yawned.
"I can't sleep. If I sleep you won't be able to stand up and your legs will go dead" my words were spoken sleepily. I yawned as he continued to stroke my hair, making my eyes grow heavier and heavier.
More seconds passed in silence and I couldn't stay awake much longer.
"Goodnight Noah" he whispered again, and I could've sworn I felt him kiss the top of my head. Oh well, I won't question it.
My eyelids finally fell and I felt my whole body relax under his comforting touch.
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