Noah Next Door ✓

2: Fuck, Marry, Kill

Parker

I am seated on the top row of the bleachers, my eyes glued on Noah as he ran the soccer-ball down the field, when Blake double taps me on the shoulder to get my attention.

With my eyes remained on Noah, I slightly inclined my face towards them, as if to tell them that I was listening to whatever they were about to say.

"Fuck, Marry, Kill." They said with a pointed tone. At that, I take my eyes off of Noah and look Blake in the eyes.

"Huh?" I blurted.

"Fuck, Marry, Kill..." They repeated. "Noah, Saylor and......" They paused, taking in a breath and slowly exhaling. "Zaire."

Good god!

"I swear to god, if you kill me, Parker!" Zaire complained from the other side of me.

"Can I pass?" I wondered out loud, mostly just to piss off Zaire.

"No!" Blake snapped at me.

"Ugh, fine." I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Marry Noah, obviously!" I gave my answer. "I would fuck Zaire, and then brutally murder Saylor."

"Oh? You'd fuck me, huh?" Zaire spoke seductively as he slyly placed his arm around my shoulder.

"Please, you know you'd like that." I played along.

"Wouldn't we have the most adorable babies?" He asked, pulling me closer so that his left-side cheek had collided with my right.

"How are you both not gay for each other?" Jeremiah wondered.

"I concur," Added Blake. "I've shipped the two of you for as long as I have known you."

"Uh, have you met Parker?" Zaire says, causing me to feel offended. "He's far too obsessed with Noah Bishop to take me into consideration."

I scoffed. "Have you met me? Have you met yourself?" I shoved him off of me. "You've been obsessed with Saylor since she grew boobs."

"Aw, don't be like that, babe." Zaire cooed, causing me to visibly cringe. "You'll always be my number one."

"Ha, gay." Riley stated.

"Alright, Zaire... same question but with Parker instead of you." Blake continued with the game.

Instantly, my eyes return to the moving body that belonged to Noah.

"Fuck Saylor, doi! Marry Parker and kill Noah." He answered, seemingly giving it barely any thought.

I was too busy focusing on Noah to even be appreciative of his answer.

God, he looks hot. I thought to myself.

"You should just ask him out." Blake suggested to me, causing me to snap back to reality.

"What? No. Nope, never!" I panicked.

"Why not?" They wondered.

"What do you mean, why?" Riley put her two cents in. "Noah Bishop is straighter than an arrow."

"Riley!" Jeremiah feigned shock. "That's really mean."