As Long As You Need

21-What are we?

Last night was just amazing. 

I currently lay in his arms. I woke up before Noah, which means I get to be the creep who stares at him. Hehe.

Getting to study every part of him. The small light freckles that litter his nose and cheeks. The small scar below his lip where our old dog Rocky bit him. 

I lift my hand tracing every curve on his face. I trace around his jaw, the shape of his nose, I trace his perfect plump lips. 

Feeling him stir under me I close my eyes pretending to sleep. I feel him pull me closer to him, his arms squeezing around me. 

A small smile forms on my lips. I am happy. 

After a few moments I lift my head up looking at his face again. 

"Quit staring creep." he mumbles and I jump back.

I reach up running a hand through his hair, "What are you going to do about it?" I bite my bottom lip smiling. I see a smile form on his lips as his eyes open and he flips us. 

Now I am laying under him, as he hovers above me. The only barrier between us is his boxers. 

"Is that a challenge?" he asks I nod and he begins tickling my sides. Asshole.

I shriek, "N-noah s-stop." I say in between breaths laughing. 

He laughs before leaning down capturing my lips with his. I kiss him back as his hands trail down to my thighs making my legs wrap around his waist. 

I can feel him against my thigh, I moan at the feeling and he groans.

"Fuck, the sounds you make baby." Noah mumbles against my lips. 

He begins to trail kisses down my neck as I run my hands up and down his back. 

I feel him begin to lift my shirt but I stop him. 

Looking down at me he furrows his brows. 

"Im sore." I whine looking away in embarrassment. 

He laughs, "Good." I open my mouth in shock before hitting his arm, "jerk." he continues to laugh. 

"Wanna take a shower?" he asks and I nod. I watch as he gets off the bed. I look at his toned stomach, I follow it down to the v line which trails into his boxers...I know where that leads.

I go to get up but the pain in between my legs makes me wince.

I look up at him, "Carry me." I reach my arms out and he shakes his head laughing as he picks me up bridal style. 

Reaching up I grab his face making him lean down as I move my face up kissing him. He smiles into the kiss. 

Yes there is a little tongue action.

We break away and he leads us into the bathroom. Setting me down on the counter, he starts the water. He comes back over and takes his shirt i'm wearing in his hands raising up and off my body. I sit there in front of him completely naked. 

He takes a moment studying me, "Fucking perfection." he mumbles to himself taking off his boxers. 

Picking me up again he places me into the shower before stepping in behind me. 

We both get our hair wet as he grabs my shampoo, putting some in his hand before massaging it into my hair, I rinse it out before doing the same for him. He has to bend down in order for me to reach and I laugh. 

After he rinses it out of his hair we take turns washing each other. Boyle was right. This is super intimate.

We get out I wrap a towel around me as he wraps one around his waist. He heads to Brady's room to grab a pair of sweats he left here, as I pick up his shirt from the floor and throw it on, slipping a new pair of underwear on. 

As I sit on the bed waiting for Noah my mind begins to run. One thing keeps flashing. 

What are we?

We are more than friends obviously, but we aren't dating. He said he loved me. What does that make us?

Before I have too much time to think about it he walks back into my room wearing grey joggers. 

He walks up to me, picking me up as I wrap my legs around his waist. His arms circle around mine. 

I smile looking at him. He smiles back at me. Then my smile drops.

"What are we?" I clench my eyes shut. Where did this verbal diarrhea come from?, "Don't answer that." I say right after. What is wrong with me?

Noah doesn't say anything but I feel him walking. He sits down on the bed, I'm still in his arms. 

"Open your eyes Bails." I do as he says slowly opening my eyes to look at him. 

I groan, "Pretend you didn't hear-" he cuts me off placing his lips on mine, giving them a quick peck. 

"What do you want us to be?" he asks me. Shit uhhh, I want to be your wife. jk. Not really though.

my brain really needs to stop.

"I don't know what do you want us to be?"

He shrugs, "I know what I want us to be, I poured my feelings out to you yesterday. You know where I stand. Now I need to know where you stand." ugh I hate pressure. I love him. I know I love him.

Does he love me though? I know he said it but does he mean it?

"Did you mean it when you said you were in love with me?" Seriously this blurting thing needs to disappear. Wait is this what being nervous feels like?

He nods, "I wouldn't lie about that Bails." he tucks a piece of a hair behind my ear. 

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I want to tell him how crazy in love with him I am, but there's something holding me back. I know what it is too. 

"What about Brady." I ask my voice coming out as a whisper. 

Noah sighs, "What about him?"

"He's gonna freak if he finds out about us." Noah nods in agreement. 

"I know Bails, but I also want you. After all these years I might actually have you, don't let your brother play a part in your decision. If you feel for me even half for what I do for you, stay. If you don't I'll walk away." I can tell by his tone he's serious. 

Walk away? Forever?

The moment he said that last sentence I knew what my decision was. 

"I'm in love with you Noah." 

The biggest smile I have ever seen stretches over his face, "You love me?" I nod my head taking on my own goofy grin. 

"You're not just fucking with me right?" he asks and I shake my head leaning down and kissing him. 

He loves me and I love him. I may not know exactly what our relationship status is but just knowing our feels for eachother. That's enough reassurance for me. 

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