Chapter 36

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Almost 2 months later
I've been getting better. Christmas was like a blur, I went home to Rachel and mom. I missed them so much, but I didn't say anything about Ethan or Noah. Nothing

I don't feel torn when I hear Noahs name, and I don't cry over it anymore.
Well, most of the time.

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Ellie
Y/n tells me she's getting better but she's not. Sometimes I hear her crying at night, sometimes she doesn't shower for days and can't leave her bed.
I do the best I can, to be a good friend and seeing her happy is all I want.

I'm in the coffee shop getting coffee for myself and getting one for y/n.
As I'm walking out the door holding the two coffees, my eyes move to the table right at the door.
Noah's at it.
I move my eyes back to the door contemplating if I should go or not.

I walk over to him, he lifts his head up
"Hi Ellie"
"Noah."
I sit down across from him.
"Do you know how much you've ruined her life?"
"I-
"Do you know what she's gone through for the passed month?"
"Ellie-
"She walked into you and a blonde chick in bed!" I said waving my hand in the air.

His eyes jolt up at me with his eyebrows together. "What?"
"Y/n came to the party and saw you with-
"What girl"
I pause. "What?"
"I wasn't with a girl"
I laugh, "You we're in a bed with a girl both passed out. She was half naked Noah."

I could see his chest rising up and down fast as he was staring down at his coffee looking confused.
"I don't remember being with a girl."
He shuffles in his seat closer to Ellie so no one could hear him.
"I remember every second of that night Ellie. I was at the party and I crashed on the bed, passed out- as Bryce told me- and I woke up the next morning, in a bed by myself."

I stare at him.
"Ellie I swear I don't remember being with a girl at all, even if I do, I would have told you by now."

He was telling the truth. He was panicking. His voice trembled as he spoke.
"So.." Realisation hits me.
There's a silence. He runs his hand at his jaw.

He leans in and whispers "How is she"
I shake my head. "She's not doing good.
Ethan cheated on her."
He blinks a few times rapidly then sits back in his chair, staring at his coffee.
"I know."
My eyebrow arches, but I keep talking.
"And what you did to her just made her so..... Sometimes she'll have really bad days. She can't leave her bed, she can't even have a shower. But some days she'll shower and go on walks with me and stuff."
I look back up at him and him eyes are closed.
"Noah-
" I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have went to that party, i shouldn't have been friends with Bryce, I shouldn't have played truth or dare, I-
"Noah-
His head is in his hands, then runs his hands through his hair.
I shuffled in my seat closer to him.
"Noah"
He brings his hands down slowly, showing the tears slowly filling up his eyes. I hesitate. I look into his eyes hoping he'll answer this the way I want him to and that he'll answer truthfully.

"Do you love her?"
He gives me a confused look. "What?"
"Do you love her."
"Of course I do."
"How do you know."
He begins to shake his head.

"Because nothing makes sense without her."

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Y/n

I still leave the alarms on, but I don't go out. I don't know why..
I have more energy than yesterday, so I hop in the shower. I forgot how much I loved showers to be honest.

I sit at my makeup table about to brush my wet hair, but I hear my bedroom door open. Emma sticks her head in "Hey"
"Hey"
She comes up behind me and takes the brush out of my hands and starts to brush out my wet hair. "You want to do anything today?"
I shrug my shoulders, I look at her in the mirror "We could have a pamper day or something?"
"I could really use a pamper" I add.
"Okay yeah" she says looking back at me in the mirror smiling.
She takes out the hairdryer and blow drys my hair. We don't say anything to each other as the loud blow dryer would deflate our voices.

We're on my bed now and Emma's  putting a sheet mask on me while I lay on my back. "Hold on" she says then runs out of the room. Minutes later she comes running back in.
"God where we're you-
She places two cold cucumbers on my eyelid. I shriek with the coldness. So I slap her in the knee that's next to me.

She places teeth whitening strips on my teeth and gives me a hand massage.
Now Emma on her back. She shrieks with the cold cucumbers being place on her eyes too. We both laugh.

Now with our faces glowing, we're in the kitchen stuffing our faces with Chinese food.

A couple hours later, I go up to the rooftop. I would have went on my balcony, but tonight there was supposedly a meteor shower.
I look up at the sky waiting, but my eyes wonder at the streets getting bored of looking at the black sky. Traffic is still as bad as usual, with the occasional beeping of cars or people shouting.
The rooftop door suddenly opens which frightens me,as I didn't hear anyone come up the stairs.
The person who comes out is the person I least wanted to meet tonight. Noah.

His eyes immediately lock with mine.
He slowly walks towards me and watches me on the ledge.
"Y/n, can you get down"
My eyebrows push together, confused.
He reaches his hand out. I stare at it then get off myself, nudging his hand with my arm as I jump off.

I walk around him and turn back to him.
"Y/n.." he almost whispers. He clears his throat.
"I-
"What are you doing here." I ask with my arms folded.
"I came because there was supposed to be a meteor shower."
Oh.
He takes a step closer to me. "Y/n... I want to apologise. The party-
"It's okay Noah if you have a girlfriend, that shouldn't be my business I understand." I say walking past him hopping back up onto the ledge.
He turns around to me "Y/n please get down"
I bring my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around them. At the corner of my eye I could see glance down and then to the right, before hopping up to the ledge across from me, doing the same. He brings his knees up to his chest.
"Y/n I don't know what your talking about."

"Noah I-

"Y/n.. shut up for a second a let me talk."
I glance my eyes back to him, staring at me.
"I was passed out on a bed, by myself." He says pointing to his chest.
"I had no clue a girl was in my bed. I woke up the next morning in my bed not having a clue what happened until I asked Bryce a couple days later as you weren't returning my calls. She..."
He pauses.
"And I tried calling and texting you because I thought I did something bad  to you while I was drunk."
"I know." I whispered looking at him. My vision starts to get blurry as my tears were taking over.
He shakes his head. "Y/n I would never ever do that to you. Its's you. Only you. And it will always be you."
A tear rolls down my face, I'm frozen.
He turns and gets off the ledge, before running his hands through his head.

"The summer you moved away, was the saddest summer yet. I still searched for you in every crowd, but I could never find you."
He walk closer to me sitting in the ledge.
"But that night when I saw you up here, I want to run to you and hug and kiss you and tell you how much I missed you."

He shakes his head "I cannot unlove you y/n. I cant forget how the way you would smile at me. I cant forget the way you made into a whole new fucking person." He says with a raspy voice.
"I can't forget the way made everything okay. I cannot unlove you and it's killing me. It's killing me."
He runs his hand through his hair again.
I hop down from the ledge and walk closer to him. He stares at me like his thinking.
I stop in front of him, trying to figure him out. Trying to understand what he means, and suddenly his lips were on mine.

He kissed her. Without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn't have done anything else he needed that breathe she was holding. It belonged to him, and he wanted it back.

I pull away, and he's staring down at me, with tears in his eyes.

Tears were pouring down my face too. I take a step back, blinking rapidly.  I look at him again, numb.
I need to leave. I need to think. I need to breathe.
"I- I need to go." I say running to the exit door.

I open my door, close it shut and leaned on the other side out of breathe. My legs feeling weak and heavy, I slid down the other side and start sobbing.

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