A Ride Home

4- Bren

Noah was underneath me, his arms holding me against him. I picked my head up and looked over at the alarm clock on his desk, "2:45" I mumbled to myself. "Fuck!" I rolled off of Noah and out of his bed. "Woah. What is going on?" His voice was raspy. Hot. But that is not what I need to be thinking about right now. He sat up and watched me dig through his hamper for my clothes from yesterday. "Mackie. Talk to me."

"Would you just shut the fuck up and go back to sleep." I picked my clothes out of his hamper and picked my shoes up off the floor. I patted myself for my phone and looked around the room but couldn't see it anywhere. My ringtone for Sophie started going off, "Where is my fucking phone."

"It's right here Mac." Noah handed me my phone and I instantly answered Sophie's call. I put her on speaker and shoved my phone into my shoe, speakers up.

Dude. Where the hell are you? Coach is freaking out, we need you asap. You are the only libero we've got.

I forgot to set my alarm. I'm leaving now.

I looked around the room, making sure I wasn't forgetting anything and walked out of Noah's dorm. I ran down the hall to mine and searched through my clothes for my keys only to remember I left them inside my dorm before the party last night. Noah was right behind me, watching me freak out. I grabbed my phone out of my shoe, dropped all my shit on the floor, and shot down the stairs into the main lobby.

I don't have my fucking keys. I have to get someone to open our door.

Oh fuck, I didn't even think about that. Whose place did you stay at?

Doesnt matter.

Oh my god. Did you go back with Noah?

Sophie.

I knew it. I bet he's good in bed. You have to tell me everything.

I rang the bell on the desk until someone showed up. "What's up?"

"I locked my keys in my room and I need to get in. quickly please." They nodded, grabbed the master key, and followed me up to my room. Noah had picked up my stuff and was standing at my door. He shot the kid with a smile and waited.

They unlocked my door and pushed it open. "Thank you." I smiled at them and walked to my room. Noah followed after me and dropped my clothes in my laundry basket. "Why are you still here?" I whispered, not wanting Sophie to hear because I knew she would give me shit about it.

Wait, is he with you right now? Fuck, he was that good, huh?

Noah took my phone out of my hand and started talking to Sophie,

Hi Sophie.

Oh shit. I'm gonna let you go Mac. You need to hurry.

I'll get her to you.

Noah disconnected the call and tossed my phone onto my bed. I turned to Noah, wanting to yell at him. I pointed at him and opened my mouth but quickly shut it. I turned back to my dresser and flipped him off. I pulled out a sports bra, underwear, black spandex, and sweats. I pushed past Noah and dropped my clothes on my bed, "You can go now."

"You woke up in my bed, Mac. I'm not gonna just let you leave like this." I rolled my eyes at him and got ready to take my shirt off. "My car is in the parking lot. I'm fine."

"My bike is gonna get you wherever you need to be faster Mackie. Get dressed, I'm gonna pull it up to the front of the building." I watched Noah walk out of my dorm room and turn the corner towards his. I walked over to my door and kicked it shut so I could get dressed.