Stranded

Chapter 5: The Embrace I regret yet don't Regret

Becca's P.O.V 

I open my eyes and sigh. I have to accept reality, we are stuck here on this island until someone finds us.

 Noah runs up to me. " Hey! I caught salmon, mussels, and clams! " He says, excitedly. The salmon is huge!!! And the mussels and the clams look edible! 

I pull out the matches and started the fire. Noah puts a stick through the salmon to cook it. I put clams and mussels on another stick. After cooking it for about a minute, we eat, and it was delicious! 

" Wow, this is way better than dried fruits. " He exclaims, although I agree, I glare at him. He raises his hands above his head and mouths...surrender. 

I roll my eyes, I'm starting to think he's more adorable than cute. Wait, what. Noah is supposed to be irritating! Maybe Noah is actually really nice? 

The sun is probably messing with my head. " Hey, Noah? Thanks for the food. I look for some food around, too. " I said, and Noah nods. 

" Okay, I'll be building a shelter. " He replies as I leave. Then, I walk into the woods. 

After looking for about an hour, I head back. I have managed to find 3 coconuts and 2 grapes! I put them in my bag carefully. 

" Becca, I finished the shelter! " He calls as I strolled toward him.  The shelter looks sturdy and strong. Somehow it reminds me of home. 

" Do you like it? " He asks as he looks at my expression. Overwhelmed by homesickness, I throw my arms around his neck and bury my face in his chest. 

He freezes, obviously taken by surprise. He quickly recovers and wraps his arms around me. 

I clung to him and the scent of him. He smells of home, Noah, salt, and sweat. I feel his arms tighten around me. 

" Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! " I babbled, as I returned to my senses. 

" Glad to be of service. " He replies, saluting. There is a little hurt in his eyes or is it just my imagination? I blush furiously as he winks. 

Why did Noah let me hug him like that? He was probably feeling sorry for you, an evil voice in my head said. Before going on this trip, I had my emotions in control and now I am totally messed up. 

" Noah? I am going for a swim. " I said, looking away. I pull off my jean shorts and run towards the water. The water calms me and comforts me. 

Refreshed I come out of the water, suddenly I feel vulnerable. I feel his eyes on me as I walk toward the shelter. I quickly go through my bag and found a towel. I pull it out and dry myself. 

Noah sighs, he gets up and runs to the water. I watch him disappear under the waves. Great, now things between us are awkward. Whose fault was it in the first place? I shove the voice out of my head. I put on my shorts and decided to go for a walk. 

There was something that bugged me, I didn't quite regret hugging him. Was I questioning how I felt about him?