Last First Date

Part 6. Back to what we've had

This one turned out to be quite long as well, so I separated it into two once again. Also this chapter is going to be the last one and I can't believe it's the end. I really grew used to the story and I really liked to write it.

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The first thing I could feel in the morning as I woke up was someone's warm body pressed to my chest. I hadn't spent nights with anyone since Noah and I broke up and it was an incredibly weird feeling to wake up next to someone. I opened my eyes and the dim light from the morning sun hit me, my head hurt a bit after the amount of drinks I had yesterday.

My attention was pulled to Noah who was lying in bed next to me, his profile looked unbearably beautiful in this morning light, he was snoring quietly and my heart started to pound faster from this view. I could hardly believe this was happening, the boy in my arms was everything I'd ever dreamed about. Unfortunately I wasn't sure this pleasure would last long enough, Noah had been drunk yesterday and maybe to end up in bed with me even in this innocent way wasn't his intention at all. The thoughts made me sad, odd feeling of longing started to form in me chest and I hated it. Noah would probably never know how much he meant to me.
Suddenly he started to move, his long limbs stretched all over the bed and he yawned sweetly, facing me. His eyes opened slowly and impression on his face was pure shock as he realised I was lying in his bed next to him.

- Oh, I- forgot you- erm good morning? - he offered quietly still fighting surprise in his eyes
- Morning, how do you feel?- I asked moving away from him a bit, so as not to make the situation even more awkward.
- I'm definitely better than I was yesterday but my head is killing me and my body's sore as if I worked out 15 hours in a row - he sighed sitting on the bed
- I'm really happy to hear that, I was fucking scared when you even couldn't put off your shoes yesterday 

Noah looked at himself apparently reminding how exactly he had got undressed eventually and his cheeks turned pink

- Erm- thank you for your help, Ollie. I mean if you weren't there I - he stumbled and turned his head down fiddling with the hem of his tee

- Hey, I meant everything I said yesterday, really. I don't know how hard it can be and I'm really sorry I can't change anything or kill everybody who did it to you, but Noah it's not your fault, even if it seemed like you didn't mind, you know it can be difficult to say no when you're shocked or intoxicated. I mean if you haven't said no it doesn't make their fault less. I hope you'll be able to move on - as I finished my monologue I looked up at Noah who was crying silently now looking straight at me, our eyes locked and we stared at each other for several seconds

- Heeeyy, I don't like to see you crying, but if you need that now- I mean it's ok. Do you need something? - I moved closer to him reaching him with my hand, Noah suddenly jumped up from his place, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a tight hug. I stiffen with surprise for a second but leant into embrace relaxing my body. Our hug was intense and vulnerable simultaneously I couldn't breath, my heart was beating insanely, everything immersed into darkness, perhaps because I closed my eyes tightly. We were sitting like that on Noah's bed for about a minute which felt like eternity for me. I could feel his erratic heartbeat against my chest, I was happy I wasn't the one affected by the simple hug.

Noah broke our embrace slowly still not looking at me. I instantly recalled the last time we were like that when he came around to take his stuff and when he run away pretending to not care, putting another layer of mask he was constantly wearing. I didn't want him to get cold again, so it was my time to make a move, especially after the conversation we had with Kyle.

- Noah? - I called out carefully as if he was a bird I didn't want to scare and make it fly away from me. I put my hand on his and he slowly raised his eyes to me
- Yeah? - he inquired in a tremulous voice like he was scared to hear what I was about to say. I could practically feel it was difficult for him to look at me not braking the eye contact
-  I missed you - I trembled saying this, wondering where I found enough power to built up the courage and say it out loud. It was overwhelming. Noah continued to stare at me and the silence was killing me slowly. Suddenly a small smile appeared on his face and he took my hand in his. My heart skipped a bit and I held the breath