Dressed Smartly

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*the photo above is of Olive Hayden*

•Emma Hayden••POV•

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It's been four weeks since Noah asked me to be his girlfriend, and my life has changed dramatically. The Monday after we came back, Noah, Edward, Jack, harry and Jason had started sitting with us at lunch.

Ever since Bert did what he did, no one will speak to him. All of his friends have disowned him and Noah became the leader I guess.

So when he sat with me at lunch on Monday his friends followed suit and suddenly our friendship group doubled.

Also, we started meeting up a lot more. He would come over mine to work on history and tutor me but after about an hour and a half of that we would just make out. We also met up on weekends. We still haven't had another official date yet but I don't mind.

I realised that me and Noah fight a lot! We would always end up fighting like an old married couple but I heard that's a good thing. Talk like best friends, act like lovers, fight like a married couple and protect each other like brother and sister. We ticked all of those boxes.

When we talked I felt like I could tell him anything. Even things I don't tell Becky. I couldn't understand why I trusted him so much. But I guess he never gave me a reason not to trust him.

Noah always sat next to me and was very protective, he would always hold my hand under the table or kiss me on the cheek randomly. And I couldn't help but notice how every time another boy who wasn't Noah spoke to me, his arm would instantly wrap around my waist.

So four weeks later it happened again, Harry was speaking friendly to me at lunch.

"And Mrs Henry should honestly just retire, aren't I right Emma?" Harry spoke addressing.

"Yeah! She's so old I feel so sorry for her."

"Half the time I think she's on drugs I stay awake." Harry joked. I laughed deeply throwing my head back and it happened again. Noah's ark wrapped tightly around my waist and pulled me much closer to him. Harry had turned away now so I took this chance to point it out to Noah.

"I love it when you get jealous..." I whispered into his neck.

"I'm not jealous. Who would I be jealous of?" He asked dumbly.

"Oh I don't know, maybe the fact that I talk to other boys on a strictly friendly basis."

"Good girl." He lent forward and pulled me in for a kiss. Wild wolf whistles erupted from our friends. We both pulled back embarrassed, both of our cheeks were bright red.

"You guys are adorably sick!" Becky smiled at us. Noah chuckled softly and I simply didn't reply making her statement mute.

The rest of the school had only just gotten comfortable with us being together. Even if I was still getting death stares thrown at me in the hallway when we would kiss.

My parents had also gotten comfortable with it. A little too comfortable should I say. They are begging for me to invite him round for dinner to and I quote 'get to know the young chap probably.' This is what I dreaded. What if they didn't like him, I know they have met him before but the attention then was kind of on the parents not us.

They would ask him all kinds of embarrassing questions! Like when do you plan to ask our daughter to marry you? How many kids do you want? How financial independent are you? They would ask him so many question! They asked me to ask him if he would like to come over for dinner tomorrow night. They told me to ask today, as soon as I could.

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