Noahcheal chapters

'cheater? #1 💔🤍'

(this is the start of a story so 👍)

Micheal's POV

Noah's being going out a lot lately. He never tells me where he's going. It's making my stupid brain go places it shouldn't. I don't want to think about him cheating on me! He wouldn't. Right? I don't know.

My thoughts were interrupted by the front door opening then closing soon after. I peeked out the bedroom door to see him locking the door.

"Hey, Baby."
"Hm, hi."

Just hi? Bit rude.

"So, where were you?"

I leaned on the stair railing as he walked up them brushing his hair back just for it to flow back down. My eyes followed him as he came up behind me.

"That doesn't matter, aslong as i'm with you now."

He kissed my lips and smiled. I didn't react. My head tilted away from him to look down at the first floor.

"What's up with you, Darlin'?"

His hands gripped on my hips and he spun me around.

"Where were you?"
"I told you, it doesn't matter."
"It matters to me, now tell me"
"No. Why do you need to know?"
"Because i'm your boyfriend? Because i care and worry about you?"
"I didn't fucking die."

I pushed him off me and stood up straight. His face looked dead. He crossed his arms and stared at me. Pissed, I scoffed and turned back around.

"Stop overreacting, you bratty bitch."

I twisted my body around quickly to look at him. He was taking his jacket off and threw it on the bed, Playing with his hair again.

"Bratty what?"
"Bratty bitch."

His words irritated me. Making me more angry by the minute. I slammed the bedroom door and began walking down the stairs. It flung back open and i was close to the bottom. When i was a few steps closer to the front door, he grabbed my arm and pulled my face into his gaze. His grip was tight and unbreakable.

"Do NOT fucking slam the door on me." He tightened his grip and raised his voice at me. Visions of my dad came up in my head, causing my eyes to water. I pushed them away and tried to get my arm out of his grasp.

"Get off! That hurts!!"
"Oh, does it really?"
"Yes, what the fuck, Noah!"

A tear streamed down my cheek and he pushed me away. I stumbled and nearly tripped, but managed to stay standing.

"What the actual fuck is going on with you, Michael! Every fucking time i come home, all i hear is your gob asking where i've been!"
"Well it's not my fault my thoughts get over me, and i feel like your cheating on me! You never go out this much."
"So you think i'm cheating on you?"
"Well yes! I already get the feeling that i'm not good enough for you."
"Don't try to make me feel guilty, Micheal."
"What? I'm not!"
"If i was cheating on you, i wouldn't be having sex with you."

I took his words into consideration then realised.

"We haven't been having sex. We haven't had sex for a week."

He went silent. We both did. Did he just call himself out?

Out of Michael's POV

omg.. uploading twice in one day ?! 😱

no wayyyy

and they both end on cliffhangers

poor you 😉

- evvnx_