-Reunion- (NOCO)

Part 12

[TW: ANGST AND SMOKING]

-Cody's POV-

"Oh, thanks I guess." I looked at him and smiled, he did the same. We held hands and stared into the fire, I knew he was staring at me.

I moved closer to him and glared into his dark eyes, he held my waist and looked side to side, turning back to me. I put my hands on his shoulders, he smashed his lips into mine as we kissed. He pulled away and stood up in a hurry, looking down at me with my hand in his. He yanked his hand away from mine in a mix of worry, disgust and panic. He pulled a face of anger at me and turned around.

"I'm sorry, I have to go." I watched as he ran to the bathroom. I was left by the blazing fire beneath the starry night sky. As the crackling of the fire grew louder as the fire rose, I couldn't help but feel tears come to my eyes. How could he just leave me like that?

I turned to look at the glowing fire as tears streamed down my cheeks, I wiped them hopelessly yet they didn't stop. I didn't know what to do or what to think, questions cycled through my head.

How did I fall for a sarcastic know-it-all? He's cold-hearted and doesn't even care about the kiss we shared, I stared into the fire with my hands at my sides, letting the tears fall onto my lap. What was he thinking right now? Why am I crying over him? The fire represented my burning heart of which he had held so gently in his hand and crushed beneath his fingers, letting it crumple and fall to the ground.

-Noah's POV-

I stared into the mirror at my face which was covered in a mix of sweat and tears. Why did I leave him like that? Now he's sat by himself, he probably hates me. I took deep breaths, trying to pull myself together, yet nothing worked. I looked into the dirty mirror, hating every aspect of myself, my eyes, my nose and my mouth which had showered him with loving words, my heart which that boy set ablaze.

I never really cry, but I couldn't help myself this time. I stared at my palms and then back at myself. How could I have done that? I sat down on the nasty, muddy tiled floor and held my face in my arms, curled up and propped up against the stall door.

The time I finally kiss the boy I love I ruin it all. The time somebody finally cares about me I ruin it all. The time somebody really loves me I ruin it all.

Would he ever love me again? I held his heart in my hand, dropped it on the soil ground and crushed it beneath my feet. Yet he hadn't done the same thing with me, instead he picked up my heart and held it gently, not letting go. I still loved him, but I didn't know if I could come back from it. I patted my pockets for the sticky note with his number on it, grabbed it and crumpled it up in my hands then threw it at the wall, I wouldn't be needing it anymore.

I stood up and stared at myself in the mirror again, I cupped water in my hand and washed my face, removing the stick of salty tears.
The blue water had represented his teal eyes, which drew me in with such enchantment.

-Cody's POV-

I sat at the campfire, staring into the fire till it grew bigger and bigger. I looked down at the huge, wet patch on my lap which formed due to tears. I was, of course, still sobbing. I loved him and he threw my heart into the garbage, as if it was a worn out dog toy.

I felt my cheeks, which were soaked with streams of tears. I got up, my legs weak, and went back to the cabin. It was beginning to get light, so I had to hurry if I wanted to sleep. I quietly got into my bed, trying not to wake the others. I hugged my pillow tightly, letting out muffled sniffles and cries.

Soon enough, I did fall asleep, yet the one person I could think about was Noah. Even though he had played with my heart, I couldn't help but love him. Those beautiful eyes and his perfect, silky hair. He's hypnotic, I don't know what it is that draws me in so much.

-Noah's POV-

I couldn't bring myself to return back to the cabin, not after what I did. I propped myself up on the ground against the stall and cried. I took out a cigeratte and lit it, smoking it then putting it out on the floor. I did this repeatedly for awhile, I knew it wasn't healthy, but I didn't care at the moment. I just wanted to stop the stress and stop thinking about him.

I threw the empty pack across the bathroom, it making a small noise as it bounced off the wall and onto the tile floor. I dried my tears and stared at the ground, still thinking of Cody.

I held my head in my arms again, slowly falling asleep, all's I kept thinking of was Cody. Nothing could shake off the gut wrenching feeling of losing him. Slowly, I drifted to sleep.
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