Noah gently sat me down in a chair. I felt his hands touch the back of my bald head and I quickly had my vision back. I looked around the cafeteria in wonderment. The lights were dimmed slightly and the table we sat at had two roses and a single lit candle in the center. Colorful rose pedals surrounded the floor around our table. Noah sat down across from me and I saw two covered plates, one in front of him and one in front of me. In a silver bowl to the right held ice, two champagne glasses, and a green bottle.
Noah caught my gaze and flashed me a lopsided grin.
"Apple cider, milady?" I nodded my head yes and looked around in astonishment anew.
"Noah, how did you even get permission to do this? This is so, so beautiful." Noah shrugged.
"I know people." He said nonchalantly. I giggled and he poured me cider, handed me the elegant glass, and poured himself some. I had not realized I was staring at him until he cleared his throat.
"What?" he asked self consciously.
"N-noting. This is just...just so perfect, Noah. No one has ever done something so sweet for me before."
"Winter, you are perfect. You deserve everything and more." He said, with burning violet eyes that seemed to be able to see through me, deep into my soul.
YOU ARE READING
Noah's Winter
PovídkyThis is a tragic love story between Winter and Noah. These two teenagers can't help the feelings that blossom, but they know how risky that is. They are both battling cancer and fighting for their lives. Will their love be enough to work a miracle...
