Don't Bet On It

Chapter 14 - The Rescue Squad

Katy Perry - Last Friday Night

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I spent all day Saturday getting my work done, by seven o'clock I was shattered and couldn't face another French verb or Romeo and Juliet quote. I just wanted to curl up under the duvet and watch the television; I was in the process of getting comfortable when my phone buzzed with a message.

R u sure u don't want 2 go 2 party? I can pick u up now J

Noah's message popped up and I smiled in spite of myself replying:

No thanks. Watchin Friends, have fun!

After a few minutes my phone buzzed again, I'd just got my pillows in the perfect position and now I had to move.

Sounds good! Can I join?

I stared at the phone deliberating whether to let him join me not, I wanted to see him but my mum and Rae would not be at all happy if they knew he had come here. Biting my lip I texted back.

Ok, but mum can't know, she'll kill me!

C u soon J arrived back within seconds,what am I doing? How the hell was I going to get him up here without mum or grams finding out?

Five minutes later I heard the faintest tap on my window and then another straight after. Pulling the duvet off of me I went over to see what was going on. Looking down I saw Noah standing there with a huge grin on his face. I hadn't expected him to arrive so soon. Opening the window I leant out to get a better view of him.

"Hi!" he waved "How can I get you up here without anyone hearing or seeing?" I asked just loud enough for him to hear.

"Leave that to me. Just open the window and stand back." He rasped back trying to stay quiet. I pushed the window the window fully open and glanced down to see him scrambling up the side of the porch.

"What are you doing? You're going to hurt yourself." My heart raced as he lost his footing and slipped before finally climbing over the sill and into my bedroom. "You scared me then, I thought you were going to fall and break your neck!" I slapped him lightly on the arm as my pulse remained at a high level. I walked over to my bed and jumped back into the position I had been sat in before being interrupted. Sitting with back against my headboard I brought my legs up and crossed them in front of me. The whole time his eyes never left me.

"Sorry." He smiled crookedly and my heart skipped a little. "I love what you're wearing by the way." It was completely understated the way he said it but it was laced with sexual tension. My face coloured as I glanced at my outfit; I looked incredibly scruffy, a pair of green gym shorts and a baggy navy sweatshirt.

"You're so cute when you're embarrassed, your cheeks go bright pink." He chuckled as he over and sat on the edge of the bed, kicking his black Chuck Taylors off. Too flustered to speak, I picked up the remote and turned the volume back up. We settled into a contented silence as we watched the episode of 'Friends' where everybody finds out about Chandler and Monica being together. Throughout the episode I kept glancing at Noah out of the corner of my eye, who in turn kept looking at me. When the episode finished I felt his eyes on me again.

"What?" I asked turning to face him, he shook his head and smiled.

"Nothing, just thinking."

"About what?" I questioned suspiciously, a grin spread across his face as he continued to stare at me. I felt heat creep up my cheeks as self-consciousness took over.

"Kissing you." Again he said it so matter-of-factly, an understatement laced with hidden tension.

"Well stop thinking about it, cos it isn't going to happen!" I shook my head at him but smiled as he continued to grin at me. After a while I had to look away, his eyes bore into mine and I could feel my breathing get out of control. How the hell did he have this much of an effect on me?