Last First Date

Part 5.1

All this was too much for me, so I approached the bar, trying to ignore all the unpleasant feelings. I didn't understand whether Noah was ok with this Luke guy or he needed any sort of help. However it had nothing to do with me, he was't 5 years old and he could manage on his own

- Tequila shots, please - I cried out to the bartender

After a couple shots and dances with Adam and my sister, we sat down at the bar chatting and laughing. I started to forget about all the bad things and my mood remarkably improved. Adam seemed to be a quite nice guy, he wasn't gay as I could notice, because he was definitely interested in Leah and she didn't mind his attention at all. We were the youngest from the group so we found each other's company good enough for spending the evening. The three of us had a lot of fun so far.

- I need to go to have a wee, sorry guys - I interrupted the conversation and headed to the bathroom. Neither Jack nor Leah didn't seem bothered with my vanishing, they had a very nice conversation together.

When I was washing my hands the door to the restroom opened with a loud crack, I jumped with surprise turning my head to the sound. Of course it was Noah and this Luke, the former had his hand gripped tightly into Noah's arse, they were kissing frantically, stumbling and moving slowly past the wall. I watched them for several seconds in disbelief. Suddenly Noah took a step back, extending his hand to Luck's chest

- Wait, wait- I -I feel sick - Noah started to breath heavily

- Oh, it's ok, Love. It's just me who making you dizzy - Luke smiled disgustingly and pulled him closer trying to kiss again

- No, I'm serious, Luke, I- maybe there's something wrong with my cocktail? - Noah was pale as a paper sheet but Luke didn't seem bothered at all. Awful thought crossed my mind - " rape drugs" and apparently this twat was the one who put it in Noah's drink

I rapidly come out of my cover hardly keeping my calmness, but I can't help it because the next thing I remember is ache in my fist after it meeting Luke's face

- Oh, God, Oliver! - I could hear Noah's pitch cry
- Come here! - I grabbed him by the hand trying to make our way from the bathroom and from the club as well. I could hear Luke shouting scoldings at me but I didn't care at the moment. I was fully focused on the warm hand which was squeezing my own. It was the second time in a row I walked away from the club without farewell, in complete rush and it was because of him. Although I didn't mind

I called a taxi in order to see Noah off to his flat. He looked even more pale and sick now, so I was afraid of letting him go by himself. Boy's impression was full of sorrow and I thought he could burst into tears any second

- Are-are you fine? - I wondered mentally cursing myself for such a stupid question
- Erm- I don't know Ollie- I feel dizzy and sick - Noah answered very quite as if he tried not to spent too much of the energy

- How much of that drink did you have?
- I don't remember. I-he- Luke brought me to the bathroom almost immediately after I took maybe a couple of sips I - his voice cracked and I could see tears in his eyes. Seeing him cry hurt me physically, I was fuming, wanted to kill this arsehole who had an audacity even to approach Noah. It was a moment I felt how much I liked him and I did care about anything except this precious person in front of me right now. I took a step forward pushing him in a tight hug

- Baby, oh God, I'm so so so fucking sorry it happened to you, I'm gonna kill him- I said trying not to cry myself and my body relaxed after Noah leaned into the hug sighing with a relief

- No, I don't want you to kill anyone, please
- Well, whatever you want me to do, but it'll be quite a struggle not to commit a homicide, what he did is just-

I didn't have an opportunity to finish as a taxi pulled up and we had to break our embrace. It was so weird to finally feel his scent and warmth after all these months I barely even spoke to him.

All the way to Noah's we were silent, maybe because of the awkwardness of the situation, maybe because we forgot how to have a proper conversation with each other.
When we reached the place I paid for everything and went out with Noah who fell asleep during the ride. He looked even more adorable when he was sleepy and my heart flattered observing him yawning.

His flat was the same I saw it last time but a bit more messy with open beer cans all over the kitchen and clothes lying unfolded on every reachable surface.

Noah seemed absolutely ok with me coming inside, but it's not like I wanted to be there just like that. Absolutely not. I comprehended that the boy could pass away any minute and he needed someone's help.

- I'm so fucking tired and ah- he sighed exhaustedly placing himself on the floor the very second we came in. That scared me a bit, even though he didn't look that pale anymore he still didn't seem well, not even a bit of it.

- Hey! Come here, let me help you. Can you try to stand up? - I reached with my hand to pull him up

- Ok, I can try

Noah struggled to put off his clothes so I had to undress him. He ended up wearing only a tank top and briefs. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable for any chance after what he'd just experienced, so it was a really difficult one. When Noah were finally in his bad the room was silent and awkwardness find its place

- Well, erm- ok I don't really think it's a good idea to leave you alone in this condition, I'm worried, so I'd rather stay but I mean if you don't want to see me or you know, I'll get it and-

- Stay...please - his voice was small, I could hardly distinguish it but I understood every bit and my heart skipped
- Ok, 'course

I wasn't sure how to act, it was so odd, because everything seemed very familiar and brand new at the same time. I did stay at Noah's quite often when we were dating but it was surely different now. I towed off my shoes, striped jeans and the jacket confusingly placing myself in the armchair.

- It's not convenient for you - Noah said without opening his eyes

- It's not the thing you should worry about now, sleep

- I can't sleep knowing you have to spend youre night babysitting me in the armchair. I feel even more pathetic - he whispered but I could feel his voice break, I could't handle him crying, it broke my heart. I stood up from the armchair and kneeled on the bed

- Noah, listen to me, ok? - the question was rhetorical but he answered
- Ok
- You're not pathetic, what happened was not your fault, the only one to blame here is this twat

- If I weren't that foolish and vain I'd notice everything, I - he whimpered quietly - I just think he's not the first one who did that to me and- I didn't like it but- Olie I still did that - now he was fully crying and I moved a bit closer

- Do you want me to-?
- Yes?
- I won't do you any harm, I swear - I said finally laying down by his side and pulling him closer in a hug, so he was a little spoon
- I know, Ollie

- Hey, we don't have to talk about it right now, you have to sleep it off and have a proper rest. I'll be here when you wake up, ok?

- Ok, thank you, I'm sorry you have to do all these and-

- No, don't apologise for anything, it's not your fault

I pulled him a bit closer, inhaling the scent of his hair. It was such a relief to be here with him and to know he's alright, almost alright, at least out of danger.  Noah fell asleep in several minutes and I let myself relax a bit after making sure his heartbeat is even and he breathes calmly.