PAPARAZZI!1!1! (NOCO) {REWRITING.}

TWELVE, NOAH: You've got the wrong idea,

You Won't Get With Me Tonight
- Weezer

Driving across the busy highway, I stare at the cars driving by me. Trying to get my mind off it. This can't be real, it just can't be.

He wrote a love song. A love song about me.

It sounds stupid, I can't know for sure it's about me, but then again, I know FOR SURE it's about me. It makes me nervous and clammy just thinking about it.

And know he wants to know how I feel about it.
How do I feel?
How do I feel, Cody? I don't even know!

He's amazing. But he has the wrong idea.
I like him, I do but he has the wrong idea.

Can I blame him? What is he supposed to expect?
I led him on. We kissed on new years, I've been spending every moment of everyday with him. A day without Cody has become out of the norm for me.

That doesn't mean anything though, right? I've never liked a guy before. He's just a really close friend.
That doesn't mean I want to be with him. Not like how he wants to be with me.

I need someone mature, someone who knows what they're doing in the next five years. Someone who's prepared for anything and everything.

I need Emma. She's perfect for me. She's everything I've dreamt of. She fits on my hand of reality like a skin tight gloves.

Like she was made for my hand.
I'm not gay anyway. The kiss with Cody was wrong, not in a way that being gay is wrong. I led Cody on.

I can't be with him.

I unlock the hotel room door, being met with the sound of Harold's loud snoring.
"Oh my gosh, make him shut up. He sounds like your smoker mom!" Justin groaned.

Trent had the bright idea of all going in his and Justin's room for a bit to hang out after partying and the show. Harold knocked out cold on Trent's bed immediately.

"How do you know what my mom sounds like when she snores???" Cody questioned, Trent laughed as Justin shrugged.
A fun joking conversation. One that I'm not in the mood for.

Cody laughed along with them, finally noticing I was there. "Noah! You're back!" He gave me a big bright smile, one that was like a knife to my chest.

"What took you so long?! You got my shampoo?" Justin asked, getting up and snatching the plastic bag out of my hands.

"No, I stood in the middle of the store doing nothing for twenty minutes." I crossed my arms. Justin rolled his eyes, talking the shampoo out of the bag and throwing it onto the bed.

"What else did you get??" Cody grinned, looking in the bag and pulling out a small bag of Cody's favorite candy's.
Sweet and sour candies Cody could eat until he got diabetes.

I don't know.

I don't know why I got him candy.
Maybe so the rejection would be less harsh?

"Candy! Does Noah have a secret American lover?" Trent laughed, raising an eyebrow.

"God no, I saw them and thought Cody might want some candy." Cody smiled brightly, ripping the plastic bag open and eating 4 at once. It was like he was a coke addict getting his fresh supply.

"Wow! Really? Thank you, Noah." He smiled at me, getting up and hugging me.

I can't help but smile awkwardly, hugging him back shortly before he pulled away, planting a light kiss on my cheek.

Oh shit.

Trent gasps, staring at Cody as he smiles at me and sits back on the bed, eating the candy.

I'm sweating. I'm nervous. I'm clammy. What am I going to do?

I was expecting maybe an "Oh, thanks Noah," not a, "Oh wow, thank you Noah" and a kiss on the cheek!

Why did I buy him candy in the first place?
To lead him on worse?? I'm a terrible person.

"Our next piece is something Cody's been working on for a while now," Trent said into the microphone, getting ready to start the song.

It's so stupid.
The electric guitar is too hard for Trent, yet it still sounds amazing with this song.

I love this stupid named, shitty sounding song.
I hate how head over heels he is. Why does he like me, anyway? I'm rude and unpleasant to be around.
Emma cheated for a reason.

I got front row seats, of course. Cody seems so passionate about this song.
I feel like the worst person in the world.

I couldn't even talk to him after the show because Trent made me pick up their dinner.
I hate this job.

No, I don't. I mean, it's not the best, but it's not like I'm underpaid.
I don't even pay rent, Cody lets me live under his roof for free.
He really is amazing.

That's just because he's a good person. He's an amazing friend.
Probably the best person I've ever met.

I need to find a time to talk to him, I really do. I don't want to make this situation worse, I really don't.

"And, Oh, My, Gosh! She was crazy! She followed me around the mall for hours." Everyone laughed, Justin continuing his rambling.

Trent grinned, "The side effects of being rich and famous." He elbowed Justin who smiled and rolled his eyes.

"Gosh, I got recognized at the dentist once.. and it was by my dentist. I had to go to a new one and she was all like, "Are you Harold, I'm a big fan of the Drama brothers!" And it was so awkward! I just wanted to get my teeth cleaned!" Harold groaned.

Cody laughed, taking a bite out of his piece of bread and getting ready to tell the group a story of his own.

I lean my arm on the table, resting my head in my hand, zoning out as Cody spoke.

"—I love our fans,, but they can be kinda crazy." Cody laughed awkwardly, the others agreeing.

"You guys act like Total Drama isn't the main reason you're well known. I get asked for pictures at the grocery store almost every time I go." I said with a sigh.

"Man, If I could go back in time to never be on Total Drama, I never would've been on Total Drama." Trent hummed with a laugh.

"Same."

I don't know what I'm going to do.