The Grey- Noah Sebastian

thirteen

*Sutton's POV* 

Noah and I spent as much time as we could, but the boys were really trying to do the most that they could writing-wise while they were here before they had to go to LA to record. Life began to feel monotonous in his absence, and he really tried his best to maintain what we have, but I'm realizing that I'm a lot more needy than I thought. 

October was here, and they had a very small tour lined up. I was already grieving his absence, mostly because they were constantly rehearsing. It would be so much easier if we lived closer to each other. 

They're opening for a band called Slaves, and I'm so proud of them. Selfishly, I just want Noah here, though. This is proving to be more difficult as we continue, and as feelings grow stronger. I'm ready to take things to the next level, but not over a fucking Facetime call.

"What's going on up there?" Dillon cut through my thoughts, I guess I zoned out again.

I let out a frustrated sigh. "I know this is literally what I signed up for... but it hurts having distance from Noah, especially while he's touring. I'm not nervous about him and what he does when he travels because we care so deeply for each other, but I just miss him. I didn't think when I met him that I would be this needy, but I definitely am way needier than I expected," I had a sad smile by the end of it.

"What else are you worried about?" 

"Well, I know that he's waiting on me to say the first I love you, but I'm not doing that over Facetime or anything, I want it to be in person, but he doesn't have the time to come here to make that happen," I felt myself slouching in defeat. 

"Hey, this might be an obvious question, but why don't you just go up there?" she asked, straight to the point.

"Well, they're in constant rehearsals, so I don't want to interrupt them or anything," I let my thoughts roam. "But... I have been meaning to book a tattoo appointment with Nic, so maybe I could come up with a plan with him..." I pulled up Instagram and shot Nic a message.

Me: Hey! Long time no see :) I was wanting to reach out to you about doing a tattoo on me when you guys are done touring and when you get back in the shop, but I also need help making a plan happen....

I figured that we could strategize when he responded, but for now, I turned my attention to making the next schedule, thanking Whoever Is Running The Universe that they gave me more payroll. I had only turned my attention to this for 5 minutes when Nic responded.

Nic: Sounds sick! What are you wanting done? And oh God, what are you needing help with? 

I laughed at his timidness. 

Me: I have always wanted a snake wrapped around my forearm, I think you'd be great for that one! And I miss the fuck out of Noah and I want to plan a grand gesture for him, but I have never been to Richmond and frankly would have zero idea where to go or do to make it happen.

It may be too much to ask of him, but he could help me a little bit at least. I tried to turn my attention back to the schedule, but he responded quickly.

Nic: The snake sounds sick! And he literally won't shut up about you, please come see this poor man. When are you off next?

I laughed at the thought of Noah moping around without me, he's so precious. 

Me: Friday, actually! 

Nic: I'll make up some bullshit excuse to not make it to practice and help you out. What are you planning? 

Me: Far more than you may be ready for. 

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Friday took forever to arrive, but I was in my car at 8 am to drive to Richmond. I turned off my location so that Noah wouldn't have a clue what I was doing and started Paramore's Brand New Eyes album for the drive.