Captivate me

The sleepover

Even though I've been so tired before, i still couldn't fall asleep. At 4 a.m. I went through the living room into the kitchen to stay in front of the huge panoramic window.

I want to watch the stars.

Here the view is particularly beautiful and I go even closer until my forehead touches the glass. I love looking at the stars it's so incredibly beautiful and calming.

Suddenly I hear footsteps behind me and turn my head. My heartbeat quickens.

As the figure get's closer I realise it's Noel. He stops right behind me and I can hear his breathing.

"Noel...", I whisper sounding needy somehow.

I blush, I'm glad it's dark so he can't see.

Noel walks past me so close that our arms touch, it burns my skin. I can smell his expensive aftershave mixed with his very own scent. I close my eyes to take a deep breath in. I turn all the way towards him and see him pouring himself a glass of water.

"Do you want one too?", he says and looks up. Not trusting my voice I just shake my head no and turn back to the stars.

He comes over to me and get's so close that I can feel his body heat, is he doing this on purpose? How nice it would be if he just hugged me and we'd watch the stars together. I sigh softly upon which he looks at me and smiles.

"What are you thinking about right now?" he whispers.

Should I tell him the truth? He must think I'm a child, it's stupid of me to actually believe I had a chance with him. But why not risk it, what's life without a little tragedy once in a while?

I turn to him and look in his eyes, they twinkle like the stars above us. He turns his body fully to me and looks at me expectantly.

"You", I breath, I'm not even sure if he heard it, but suddenly his face becomes serious. An unreadable expression flashes across his features before he hunches his shoulders and takes a step away from me.

Just as quickly as it came it's gone again, the tension between us is broken.

He straightens up and asks in a humorous way:
"About my relentless talent of writing the best songs in the world?" He smirks at me and tilts his head.

I look at the floor and smile. Of course he doesn't feel anything for me. I idiot fell in love with Noel Gallagher, how could I be so stupid?

I've known him for two years now, we met mostly at his home but we've been to bars a few times and I saw him rehearse with his band once too. These were the best night's of my life. I've soaked up everything he's ever shown me, but he just thinks I'm his sons friend...

"Yea, exactly, you absolute genius of a man", I say and roll my eyes. "I should go to bed now or I won't be able to drive home tomorrow as well and have to sleep here again", I joke, although I don't feel like joking at all.

"That wouldn't be too bad, would it? We could order breakfast and then watch the World Cup game, of course only if you don't mind us shouting and cheering. If you stay another night, you could have a drink with us too." He winks at me. "I bought you an extra Gin and Tonic, I know you love that stuff."

"You remember that?", I ask surprised.
He looks down and scratches his arm.

"I remember everything you ever told me about yourself, course I do." As he looks up again his features are soft. I want to hug him. He gives me these mixed signals and to be honest we've hugged before, just not in this content. Not a big deal, right?

I step forward and reach out towards him. He also takes a step towards me and wraps his arms around me, I stand on my tiptoes in order to rest my head on his broad shoulder. He's taller than me and I feel safe and secure in his warmth. I breath in his scent once more. "Thank you", I whisper in his ear. He hugs me a little tighter and I think I could feel him smelling my hair too before gently giving me a kiss on my temple.

That's the most intimate moment we've ever had. I cherish all these little moments we've had before.

The brushing of our hands when we both want to take the same thing, the hugs when we meet or say goodbye, the jokes about trivial things or just gazing into his eyes, I love it all. There is something very special between us and I'm sure he feels it too.

As we separate a cold feeling overcomes me and I shiver. Noel notices and slowly strokes my arm. "Let's get you back under the covers, love", he says. I shudder as he calls me love, my heart swells with affection towards him.

I take him by the hand and pull him into the living room. I lie down on the couch and he puts the blanked over me.

"Sleep well, I want you to be rested for tomorrow." He smiles down at me.

"Goodnight, Noel."

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