Third-person POV:
Y/n woke up in the discomfort of economy class. She felt something resting on her lap as she stretched. And she was sure that she had left the writing machine on her suitcase.
Y/n looked down to notice Noah, sleeping like a child, with his head on her lap. She didn't want to wake him up, because that could annoy him. Owen had told her he had some temper issues, and she didn't want to face an angry Noah. She just went by caressing his hair for him to sleep a bit more. Then she looked around, noticing everyone was asleep, and she could see by the windows that the sun had just risen.
This surprised her, since she wasn't a person that was used to wake up early. She thought that maybe it was the uncomfortable she was that was causing her to sleep so little.
So Y/n tried to keep sleeping, but she just couldn't. So then, she decided on just caressing Noah's hair. He reacted, surprisingly, by embracing her waist with one arm, and mumbling some stuff she didn't understand. Y/n blushed at this. Noah, then, started licking his thumb on the hand which wasn't embracing Y/n's waist. This was cute for Y/n's eyes. He looked like a little kid to her.
Then, she noticed Leshawna, who was apparently awake for a bit of a while now, raising up and down her brows at Y/n with a smirk.
― You like Mr. Sarcasm, don't you?― Leshawna asked teasingly.―
― Uhm... No! I don't even know him... He's kinda cool and... Cute... But no...―
― Oh, you totally do, sugar... It's ironic. He, a bookworm, you writer. He, a fan of you... You guys are meant. Listen to Leshawna. I know what I'm saying.―
― What? No... Besides... Imagine I do have feelings for him, which I don't, he would never fall for me...― Y/n looked away, blushing.―
― Are you kidding me? Have you seen how he looks at you?― Leshawna spoke as if it was obvious. Which it was.― I bet you twenty dollars.― She smirked at Y/n.―
― Fine. But you have to pay me if you lose...―
― Girl, you and I are about to become good friends...― She smiled at Y/n.―
Y/n smiled back. Leshawna was a cool girl, and she didn't want to miss the opportunity to have a friend.
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Some hours later, while Y/n and Leshawna were speaking, almost everyone was awake, except for Owen, who was surprisingly sleeping, and Noah, who was sleeping like a baby on Y/n's lap. Of course, everyone noticed it, and teased Y/n about it.
When Noah woke up, and noticed how he was sleeping, he immediately got up and apologized.
― No problem... I don't mind... I have four cats at home that always sleep in my lap like that...― She smiled at Noah, trying to calm him down and make him not feel ashamed.―
― Next time, wake me up...― Noah spoke, trying to hide his embarrassment.― don't want to bother you.―
Y/n rolls her eyes sarcastically and chuckles.
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A few minutes have passed, and Owen was now awake, like everyone. He was sweating and whining in fear as the plane shook.
― I'm too young to die!!!― The boy exclaimed, really scared.
― Stop sweating, lunchbox...― Noah shut him.― Air travel is the fifteenth safest mode of transportation.― He explained.― Unless you're in a death trap.―
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Love Story (Noah Sterecra fan fiction)
FanfictionThe youngest and most famous script, poem and book writer signs up for a show after her mom told her to do so because "It would be fun"... Or was it because of that? I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTER BUT Y/N AND HER FAMILY