"Just ask me two" he groaned.
Today I'm really getting exposed. Firstly in the morning, I had forgotten to cover my scar with concealer.
Thank God I noticed it on time and ran to my home otherwise I would have been dead by now.
And right now he asks about my tattoos. Seriously why does he wanna know.
"Why do you even wanna know?" I whined, drinking my milkshake.
"I can ask anything and so can you, I just wanna know. No reason." He shrugged, having his fries.
"Fine." I rolled my eyes. "One moon tattoo on my collarbone, a butterfly on my neck behind, two tiny butterflies on my thighs and the last one is a rose behind me ear." I said casually munching on my burger.
I took a peek at him and he was just looking at me.
"W-What" I stammered. It's awkward telling him about my tattoos.
"Your chance" he smirked.
"How many tattoos do you have Mr. I-smirk-all-the-time-like-an-idiot " I scoffed as I crossed my arms and leaned back.
He chuckled. " I have four as well but I may get one more." Is this a coincidence or what four four.
"Where all" I asked leaning my face on both my hands while keeping my elbows on the table.
"Well and anchor and some paws on the wrist, crown on my middle finger and leave vines on both my collarbones. " he said showing his first three tattoos to me.
"Seriously paws?" I chuckled. He rolled his eyes.
"I got it done when I got my Liv my dog" He said.
" Ooooh" I sang nodding my head.
"Why do you take pills?" He asked making me freeze. How the hell did he know about the pills. Does he know about the attacks. I was panicking from inside, fighting with my brain if I should tell him or not.
"Pills?" I asked with a nervous voice.
"Mhm, when you had just got back, I heard Amelia talking about some pills" He said, eating his meal. Did he...
"You were eavesdropping?" I lifted my right brow.
"No. I saw you, came to your house, stood there and heared it." He said making every word clear. Oh well I guess he doesn't know.
I felt relieved when I realised he didn't know about the anxiety attacks.
"So what was the pill about?" He looked at me. In my eyes.
What excuse do I make now !
"Uhm.. I was kinda sick so, you know" I sheepishly laughed, instantly stuffing the burger in my mouth.
"Uhmm why do you smoke?" I blurred out the question because I could feel his gaze on me as if he wasn't believing me. I asked the question when I glanced at the lighter in his pocket on ther first day.
"How'd you know" he asked.
"I saw it when we met" I said making him nod.
"No reason, I just do it when I feel like it but I'm not addicted. I don't think I'll be smoking for a while now" he smirked making me furrow my brows. What is that supposed to mean.
We talked and asked eachother the lamest questions as we are our food and then payed the bill.
"Bye Beck !" I turned around towards the counter and yelled. Beck waved back at me with a huge smile.
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RomanceEmily and Noah knew each other since their childhood. They were frenemies, pranking and getting the other one in trouble. Noah Hunter was a total 'it' boy. He was popular, the best football player, handsome and a total bad boy. Emily Stone was an o...
