If Tomorrow Never Come

8.Did you just asked me out?

So basically I've been thinking about writing in Nolan's point of view and so here it is!

Nolan's POV

There's something about her that I just can't explain. She has this mysterious thing about her. The way she would zone out and stare into space on car rides and the way her eye color would slightly darken as she thinks about something.

I remember the day I first met her at the airport - when I made her drop her phone. I saw her and was convinced that she was beautiful. The way her brunette hair would fall loosely to her shoulders and the way her grayish-blue eyes stare intensely at my green ones. Sure, I could get any girl I wanted from my school and let me tell you, there are a lot of good-looking ones - but none interests me.

Not only is she beautiful, but as corny as this sounds, she's different. She doesn't look at me as the school's quarterback, she looks at me like I'm a human being like everybody else. She's not afraid to talk back to me and ignore me, and the fact that she doesn't have five inches of make-up everyday adds to the never-ending list.

I remember seeing the scars on her arm that she always cover with long-sleeved clothes. It broke me seeing her hurt herself like that and it made me wonder what made her do that. Is it her past? Or does she have something wrong going on? I somehow have the urge to fix it, to make her happy.

I've never felt anything like that before.

When I was a kid, my mom told me that if someone's happiness made you happy and when you want to make someone happy, that's love. My mom was beautiful, just like Noel. She was kind and loving, everyone loved and adores her. She loved my dad with all her heart and soul, but it turns out that he doesn't love her as much.

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"Stop following me!" She protested her as I walk beside her.

"Not gonna happen."

She quickened her pace, and so did I. Soon, we were running around the halls like two retarded morons. Everyone's eyes were on us but honestly, I didn't care.

Soon, we were at the school's parking lot, panting-well, she was panting while I was laughing my ass off. She was half leaning half sitting on one of the walls and was glaring at me, "Why are you laughing?"

That made me laugh even more and it made my stomach hurt. I don't even know why am I laughing. After I have calmed down a bit, I offered her hand to pull her up. After I did so, I elbowed her softly which made her almost fall.

"I hate you, Anderson."

I pinched her cheek and it turned a bit pink, "Aw, you do?"

She gave me one last look, her cheeks still tinted with a peachy pink color and walked away and back inside the school building. I chuckled at her cuteness and followed her slowly from her back. She seemed to not notice my presence because as I put my hand at the small of her back, she practically jumped in shock.

A smile appeared on my face, how can anyone be this cute?

"What the hell?!" She scolded as she placed a hand on her chest.

I shrugged and placed my arm on her shoulder, acting cool. To be honest, my heart was beating faster than normal. Why is that?

She looked up and glared at me before shrugging off my arm, which made me laugh. Whenever I'm around her, I laugh a lot for no clear reason. Her reactions are just so cue and funny for some reason.

"Are you fucking serious? Stop laughing!" She looked at me in disbelief as I laughed even harder.

"Language!" A passing teacher warned her and she rolled her eyes.

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"You're going to have dinner at my house tonight." I declared.

She looked up from her lunch and looked at me in confusion, "No."

"I didn't ask for your opinion, Ellie."

She sighed and continued picking on her food as I grinned like an idiot. I looked to my side and saw Nat wiggling his eyebrows while Adrian was looking at my direction. But his eyes weren't on me. It was on Noel.

What?

It was like Adrian could feel my eyes on him because he focused his gaze back to his food. It's impossible that Adrian would have interest to a girl like Noel, she's not his type, I convinced myself.

"Hey." A voice greeted.

I looked up, "Jazz!" All 4 of us exclaimed, grabbing attention from the whole cafeteria.

Jazz smiled sheepishly at me and took a seat beside Noel. "What makes you come here?" Noel started, by now the other students are already back on minding their own business, though some ears are still on us - I was used to this.

"Boredom." She shrugged.

"If you miss me, don't be shy to tell, baby sis." Nat winked as Jazz rolled her eyes.

"Don't call me that! You're only 3 minutes older than me for God's sakes!" And by that, the famous argument of Jasmine and Jonathan Brown started.

Noel chuckled at them as her eyes shone with amusement as she watched the not-so-peace-twins. She looks so dang cute and I had the urge to pinch her cheeks.

"So, what did I miss?" Jazz changed the subject, probably too tired argue with Nat.

Adrian looked up from his burrito, some staining on the edge of his lips. "Well Nolan and Noel here a-"

"No!" Noel interrupted slamming her fork to the plate, producing a 'cling' sound.

"What?" Jazz asked, looking more questioning than needed. Before we could even say anything the lunch bell rang, and I sighed in relief of the fact that we wouldn't need to explain.

Noel slung her backpack on one of her shoulders and so did I. The three had already left by now because they had gym and Jazz needed to talk to coach that she couldn't attend class today.

I stood up and offered a hand to Noel so I could pull her up, she took it hesitantly.

"So, dinner?" I brought back the topic as we walked together to English.

She looked up at me, grinning but her eyes looked confused. "Did you just asked me out?"

I shoved my hands on my pocket, looking up and pretended like I was thinking - did I just asked her out? "Maybe." I replied with a sing-song tone.

"Nolan!" A high-pitched voice called which made me flinch and made Noel's head shook up.

A blonde-haired girl ran to our direction waving to us. She was wearing a red and blue cheer uniform that's too short and too tight for her. And by that I knew who she is, Stacey Hamler. I muttered a swear under my breath while Noel not-so-silently groaned.

"Did you just groaned, Smith?" She stopped right in front of us, arms crossed on her chest.

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Nolan and Noel's dinner next chapter!

I really like this chapter tho! Comment and vote if you want more Nolan's POV!

Thaaanks,

Felicia