Miracle- Noah Sebastian (SEQUEL TO THE GREY)

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*Sutton's POV*

I found myself thinking about Danielle's advice a lot before Noah picked me up. I think it might matter to him to have a label, but I'm just happy to have our connection at all at this point. I don't even know if this is on his mind at all, but it's only on mine because of Danielle getting into my head. I love her, but she's a little too right most of the time. 

He seemed to be in really good spirits today, which makes me feel loads better. He immediately leaned over to kiss me as I sat down before I buckled in, making me feel like the most important person in the world. 

"Do you want to drive around for a while before we go to my place?" he suggested.

"Sure, as long as you're not just trying to find a place to dump my body," I joked, making him look at me annoyed. 

"Why do you always think I'm trying to kill you?" he asked dramatically as he started driving. "Actually, I have a really good idea, but it is a little bit of a drive," he suggested again.

"Wow, you really are trying to kill me," I joked. "Sure, you've threatened me with a good time." 

I noticed he had Paramore's Brand New Eyes album on, and I turned it up. We were on Turn It Off, which I started singing. I noticed he wasn't singing, but I don't know if Paramore was even his speed at all. He looked over at me the best that he could when I belted out the high notes at the end, me out of breath and slumping my body into the seat as it ended. "God damn, girl," he said with a chuckle, making me laugh with him. It's not an easy section at all. 

Now, listen, I am an ally of Hayley Williams first and foremost, so when I say I don't like the Only Exception, it's because it was overdone and it's about Chad. But in this moment, I don't know if I've ever related to it more. I had been so closed off to finding love for so long, but with Noah... it's so natural and good. I never have any doubts about him and he makes me feel so safe, even though others have not made me feel safe. I held onto his thigh as I sang along to it, him singing with me as he focused on the road. We were on the interstate, so there were not going to be any stops anytime soon. He really does feel like a dream to me, I thought to myself as the song reached its conclusion.

We jammed out to the rest of the album, swapping to After Laughter after that, rejoicing that he didn't hate this album like many others do. I like that they mixed things up; Hayley Williams could breathe into a microphone and I would love it, though. We finally reached a parking lot and I looked up from my phone, seeing a sign that says that we're in Malibu. I looked at him and smiled, thinking about how he always reads my mind.

This man is never not calculated. He had packed a cooler and towels for us to go hang out on the beach, even packing changes of clothes just in case. We picked a spot that we'd be left alone, but the beach wasn't very populated. Once we got settled in, I leaned over and kissed him. "Do you know how incredible you are?" I asked him, making him smile and blush. 

"Oh, shut up," he teased back, covering his face. I took a Snapchat of the water and putting the geotag on it before putting it on my story. "So, I couldn't quite pack you a swimsuit or anything, but I do have emergency clothes if you decide you want to say fuck it and get in the water anyway." I was just wearing a t shirt and shorts since I figured that I would just be at his house, so I might do that.

"Thank you, honey," I said gratefully. He opened the cooler and grabbed two White Claws, handing me a strawberry one. "What would you have done if I said no to a road trip?" I poked at him.

He thought as he took a sip of his raspberry flavored White Claw. "Just hope you didn't turn around and see the cooler," he said deadpan, making me laugh. "I just wanted any time at all with you," he said with a small blush, taking another nervous sip of his drink.