The door bell rang and Noah squeezed my hand lightly pulling me out of my reverie. I glanced nervously at him but could not pull my eyes away from my gorgeous boyfriend. He smiled, his perfect smile, and my heart fluttered quickly in my chest. He never failed to take my breath away.
"I love you, Mr. Smooth." I said to him.
He chuckled lightly and kissed on the lips. "As I love you, Jack." His kisses trailed to my neck and jaw line and I sighed in content, because I could spend forever kissing Noah. Suddenly I heard a throat clear and a snicker. My eyes shot open to see my father and Jake staring at us, and embarrassment quickly caught up to my cheeks.
"You going to answer the door or continue to suck face with your boyfriend?" My Father asked, his arms crossed at his chest, but had an amused smirk on his face.
I quickly shot off the couch remembering the door bell had rang, but I just couldn't help that I lost all coherent thought when Noah was in such a close proximity with his beautiful violet eyes, muscular body, and those strong arms that I felt so safe a -
Jake punched me in the arm, pulling me away from my day dream. "Quit fantasizing about Noah and answer the door." He ordered while stuffing olives in to his mouth.
"you could have answered it," I muttered as I walked to the front door, Noah at my side, and his hand intertwined with mine.
I opened the door and was attacked with hugs from about ten of my school friend.
Everyone was talking all at once, so all I could make out was, "I missed you."
"Glad you're okay."
"Your hair is finally growing back!"
"How are you?" I hadn't told my friends I was not cured, because I wanted everyone to treat me normal. I hugged each of them individually but stopped when the next person was Ben. I was never in love with him, so I wasn't heart broken, and I didn't hold it against him that he broke up with me because of cancer. But, the look he gave me made me feel uncomfortable, as if I were an angel, or a ghost.
I quickly shrugged it off and hugged him, "Ben, it's good to see you." I began walking toward the kitchen, "Food is in here guys."
YOU ARE READING
Noah's Winter
Short StoryThis 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...
