She's A Bad-Ass Rock Chic

Part 11

I groaned in protest as the car door was whipped open. Goosebumps awakened as the the cold wind nipped frantically at my bare skin, causing the hairs to rise on my arms. I dug further into the seat. My legs curled tightly against my chest searching for warmth. I turned my head away from the opened door, burying my nose deep into the seat.

A strong arm wrapped around my body, I clung onto to it desperately needing all the heat I could get. I hummed appreciatively as it reached further around my stomach. A click vibrated through the car and the arm was ripped away. My hands reached out in search, begging for the warmth to come back.

"If you want me to touch you, Dylan then you only have to say the words." The hairs on my arms raised higher as the soft husky voice reached my ears. It was like a sweet lullaby humming me further to sleep. I could listen to the deep voice repeatedly and be content for the rest of my life. My hands moved back towards my chest as the tension disappeared from my body. The cold was forgotten about and I slowly drifted into sweet dreams.

'Smack.'

I was ripped back into reality as a hard material whipped against my nose, I softly cried out in pain. A deep chuckle floated thought the car, "Mind the seatbelt." I growled in reply, scrunching up my nose as the pain continued to linger.

I felt myself being lifted away from the comfortable seat as strong arms enveloped around my body. I wriggled my arm in annoyance as the seat belt was tangled with my arm. I was carefully moved away from the car until my head banged against the the top of the door. I mumbled incoherently, commenting on my annoyance for the seatbelt as it caused my body to bounce back and bang my head against the car. The chest that belonged to the muscled arms vibrated as the deep chuckle again floated harmoniously into the air. My arm was moved and finally the demon seatbelt was removed.

Lips, light as feather, skimmed the injuries on my nose and head. Warmth filled me inside.

I squinted my left eye open barely as the sleep prevented them from moving any further. A strong jaw line appeared in my view, sculptured to perfection. A small smile played gorgeously on lips that were begging to be touched. And a pool of chocolate melted eyes shone as the soft lighting of the lamp light danced around us. Noah.

I squeezed my eyes shut. This wasn't a dream, although it should've been, or at least a heart-throb grabbed out of a cinema screen of a sickly romance.

His looks are stupid. His arms feel stupid. The fact that he felt like a bloody radiator is stupid. I hate to say this word, and I'm certain that this is not true, but he's stupidly perfect. Except that he's a bit of an ass.

I knew he would never let me forget this moment. And you could say my behaviour were due to my high alcohol intake or the fact that the Arctic winds were swimming past. But right then, honest to the heavens above, in that moment I couldn't have cared less about the consequence of my actions and I'm pretty sure you wouldn't too. So I cuddled further into Noah's arms basking in the warm feeling it gave me and breathed in his gorgeous-ness.

I heard rustling of clothes and then a door banging shut. He didn't seem to understand that I was in Heaven right now. My body uncomfortably jolted up and down as Noah slightly quickened his pace trying to escape from the cold. The wild wind nipped at my bare skin. Noah's arms tightened around my body, I made a noise of appreciation.

My world tilted, probably towards the way it should've been but that angle didn't feel as familiar as I would've hoped. A whirl of disgust spiralled in my stomach, but I sealed it down and didn't let it show as I didn't think it would be healthy for my mind to lose any more dignity in front of this guy who've I known for hardly a week. Way too long if you ask me.

His arms slowly slipped from my waist with caution like I was a 10 month old baby just learning to walk. And honestly that's how I felt. He placed me down in front of my apartment door. I carelessly leant against the wall for balance. The location was further back then I thought it was, probably further then the edge of a cliff, but I eventually found it. The clanging of my keys mocked me as I shuffled my hand in my clutch.

"Aha," I quietly celebrated as my tired mind finally found the keys. I unlocked the door with much effort as my fingers couldn't find the hole of the lock. The door swung open to a room of darkness. I flicked the light on before turning back around and facing Noah. I leant on the side of the door, watching Noah as his eyes looked at me with amusement.

I didn't like that fact. So with the little sober part of my brain that was still alive, I decided that I shouldn't be the only one who finished the night on an embarrassing note.

"You want to come in?" I asked suggestively. The words were slightly slurred but I think I pulled it off. And apparently so did Noah. He cleared his throat standing up straight from his casual stance and hanged on my words with interest. He paused for a moment before he spoke as his eyes ran across my face and behind me into my flat. "Sure," he agreed. He tucked his keys into his pocket and stepped closer to the doorway.

"Aw," I dragged out the sound as I placed my hand on his chest but with the feel of his abs, I felt a slight sense of regret for my next actions. I pushed, my bottom lip out, tilted my head and looked up at him with a face full of mock sympathy. "Well too bad... I'm like an adrenaline filled roller coaster at an amusement park and there is a minimum height requirement to ride this ride." My eyes flickered down towards the zipper of his jeans.

I slammed the door shut before he could reply. Hopefully I scared him off for awhile.

I walked far away from the door, and from what I guess where Noah still stood, threw my bag aside and thought the best thing to do now would be to huddle around the toilet ready for a terrible nights sleep.

I leant against the cool bathroom floor and closed my eyes as I reminisced on Noah's stunned (stunning) face.