Loud Silence

Chapter 5

Willow's P.O.V

When I arrived back to school on Monday, there were a flutter of dragons in my belly. I didn't know what would happen today. Would Noah talk to me..? Did I want him to? What is wrong with me? Why did, all of a sudden, Noah have an affect on me? I do not want to be like all the other girls. I don't want to be another pawn of his game. I don't want to be played. But what if he doesn't treat you like all the other girls? What if he really is changing like Uncle said he was?

  Noah tried to kiss you, of course he's changing. The words ring through my head. My skin lights on fire just from thinking about it. There had been a softness to his eyes.. Snap out of it Willow! He probably just wants to use you!

No he doesn't. And so this is what I did all of last night. Had an internal battle of whether I should give Noah a chance at being my friend. Yes. Even if I can't deny that he has a certain affect on me (which we all know I used to deny) and causes chaos like a hurricane passing through me, I'll give him a chance at friends. That goes with saying that he even wants to be my friend. What if he wants to be more than friends? I could feel the blush grow on my cheeks. I really needed to stop thinking about this. But that's really hard when out of the corner I see him walking towards me, so I look at my locker.

Yes! Focus on the locker. Has the locker always been this red? It's like an apple. Oh apples were so delicious. Maybe I should paint my nails red. Oh and look at this lock, absolutely adorable. So round and numbered. So interesting!

This form of distraction doesn't last very long as one. I run out of things to focus on about the locker, and two Noah was standing behind me and the electricity that ran in the air between us was intoxicating and making my head swirl with the possibilities of what he was going to do.

"Is the locker more interesting than me?" His voice is laced with amusement. That conceited jerk. I turn and glare at him, my bangs falling in my eyes destroying my intimidating look, probably making me look stupid. I look at him through my bangs and his eyes read a little different now, not so much amused but now a little guilty. Did he feel bad about everything?

"You're so cute when you're angry." He moves his hand to push my hair away but I smack his hand and do it myself.

"Feisty in the morning aren't we." He smiles at me, it was a sweet genuine smile. My brain goes blank as I stare at him. What......... Noah, freaking Noah is giving me a genuine smile. And you can tell by the glint in his eyes, the way his dimple comes out, his lips look inviting. Then there's his lip ring. What would that feel like against my lips? A shiver runs up my back at the thought. This smile used to be only a legend. Normally all you can get out of Noah is a smirk. Nothing more. I tear my eyes away hoping he didn't see my moment of weakness. I'm literally starting to worry about my well-being when by him. It's scary how only a few times near him has made me attracted to him.

"Won't I ever hear that voice of yours?" I shake my head and lower my eyes. Noah sighs.

"I really am sorry Willow.." He whispers. And by the tone of his voice, I know he really means it. The hall is quiet because by now class has started. "Willow look at me." He tips my chin up and I stare into his eyes. They're the color of clouds right before a storm.

"I never should have let it happen. I shouldn't have done any of it. Willow I.." I watch his eyes become glassy. Whoa. What are those tears for Noah? I silently ask.

"I don't deserve for you to forgive me. I honestly don't even deserve for you to be my friend. I don't deserve you Willow. But God knows I want you. You're the one I can't have and of course my heart would want what it can't have." His voice was throaty, husky, and soft proving to me that everything he was saying was absolutely true.

"Please give me a chance Willow. Let me prove to you that I can be better. Let me prove I can be good for you." I stare at him for a while. My breathing is uneven as he stares at my with such intense gaze. I find myself nodding and then shaking my head, sighing frustrated. What happens if he does hurt me? Well what if he really doesn't? I would never know if I said no. I hear him chuckle softly.

"Was that a yes or no sweet cheeks?" I smile at the small nickname. I nod. I'll give you a chance Noah, but hurt me and I'm gone. I try to relay this but touching my heart and shaking my head.

"I promise I will try my hardest to never hurt you again. I can't promise I will. But I can promise that I can try." He tips my chin up again and moves the hair that has once again fallen in my eyes.

"Thank you beautiful. It's kind of already first period. Want to skip class today?" He looks at me with a slight hint of hope in them. "We can spend the day together. I can get to know you. Somehow. And you can know me. Not the rumors that seem to be me. Please?" He smiles down at me. I smile back. Enjoying the feeling in my chest. I'm happy. I'm happy that Noah, the profound player, bad boy, heart-breaker, is trying to be good for me. I know he's corrupting me, skipping class isn't my thing but still I find myself nodding again. I'll go with you Noah.