The Boy From London

Chapter 28

As I laid in bed looking at the roof. I turn over and grab my phone again.

I go into my camera roll and look at the pictures of me and Noah for the first time in months.

I smile at a picture

I miss his smile. His laugh. His warmth. His hugs.

Everything.

I felt a tear running down my face looking back at what I said to Noah.

God I'm such an idiot.

I scroll to see more pictures. The more pictures I saw, the more and more I miss him. He's perfect.

I put my phone down and wipe my tears on my face.

I stare at the wall in front of me and then I look at Louis who is still asleep. He's snoring (of course)

I go over to his foldout bed and turn him onto his side so he could stop snoring.

I get back into my bed and go onto Instagram to forget about Noah.

I was looking at people stories and I come across Noah's.

It was our 3 month anniversary date

I stare at it then saw that he had another post up.

He's at the beach near my house.