|Your Smile Rewritten|Past Ennchael/Noachael Love Story|FNAF|

{Staying Over I}

HELLO GUYSYSGSY :D 💗🎀 

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It had been about 2 weeks since that stupid party that Noah saved me from. It had completely wrecked my body. I couldn't stop vomiting to the point that Noah had to tell my parents some lie I made. Whether they believed it or not wasn't my choice. Luck was on my side though thankfully. Even after weeks it still affected me. Atleast I had 3 more to recover from it. 

"MICHAEL, COME DOWNSTAIRS!" My mum shouted. 

I bolted down the stairs, wanting her request to be over quickly. Once I got to the kitchen I was greeted with a pleasant suprise. 

"Michael! Look at how much you've grown!" Noah's mother exclaimed while hugging me. 

"Hi Mrs and Mr Miller!" 

"Michael, Noah will be staying here for about 5 days because his family are going on an important trip without him. Can you show him around?" 

"Yes mama." I replied, trying to supress my elation. 

I almost immediately grabbed his hand and ran up the stairs. I was practically shaking because of how ecstatic I was. 

"You're excited, aren't you?" 

I quickly nodded my head. 

"You should atleast say hi to my sisters before spiraling or whatever." 

"HI CINDY, HI ELEANOR. LETS GO TO MY ROOM NOW PLEASEEE!" 

Even though I 'asked' him, he didn't have a choice. I dragged him to my room and closed the door. He sat on my bed while I stayed standing. 

"I'm so glad you're here, this long ass break has been such a bore." 

"Mine's been pretty busy." 

"HOW?! There's like nothing to do!" 

"Me and my band have been practicing alot and I guess we lost track of time." 

"I wish I was like you! The drummer of a band, how cool is that?!"

"Says the son of an entrepreneur." 

I made a sound of disgust. 

"Enough about him!"

Noah chuckled before letting a long conversation consume him. Those were one of the best 5 hours of my life; messing around, talking, singing, dancing, screaming. We were like rapid animals. Nothing was stopping us, even warnings from my mother. There was a moment that stuck with me though. It was after we completely ran out of energy and were just talking quietly. We were both really sweaty yet we leaned on eachother. In fact, my hand might've snuck its way onto Noah's chest. The tone of the conversation suddenly changed completely. 

"What about all the girls you've dated?" Noah asked abruptly. 

"Hm?" 

"What happened to them? I mean, when you first joined you had a different girl latching onto you each week then after that week you made sure to never be seen around them again. I haven't spotted you doing that in like a month!" 

"Well not to seem cold or whatever but I never really liked any of them. And believe me I tried over and over again! Still Fredrick kept pressuring me, I was rushing myself, I said the most half assed things and in the end I just gave up you know. What's the point of dating someone if you don't even love them?" 

"Yeah, I get you." 

"Noah can you ask you something really weird?" 

"Go on." 

"So," I began to nervously tap my fingers along Noah's back, "don't get me wrong, i've had crushes. But, how exactly do you love? What is considered as love?" 

"Love is complicated yet there's no rules, other than the obvious ones. It truly depends on the people in the relationship. Like in some relationships, communication is key while in others it might just be physical touch. It's hard to express your love and it's even harder to realise and reciprocate them. But once you understand eachother it becomes easy. That's how I feel about love atleast." 

While he was talking we were getting closer and closer to the point that by the time he finished talking we were hugging tighter than ever. 

"You seem experienced — do you have any crushes?" 

He laughed. 

"That's quite bold of you! But if you must know, i've had 2 or three crushes over these past years. I do have one right now though, they've been my crush for awhile. At first it was just adoration but I guess it turned into love." 

"Well I think I might have a crush. I don't even know if it is or if it's platonic. I'm getting all the signs everyone talks about but it's as if my brain can't make up its mind. You were right before, love is complicated!" 

The discussion pretty much concluded after that. However, the tension didn't die down. It was quite obvious I was talking about Noah but I didn't expect such a small thought transform into a collosal obsession. Over 3 days me and him kept finding ourselves in these situations which seemed like fate. And to be honest, we were playing along. By the third morning I was all over him. Every day would consist of eating, talking to Noah, bathing, talking to Noah and dreaming about Noah. My mentality was somehow twisted enough to suggest that he should sleep in the same bed as me instead of on the floor. If things were confusing before, then that period was disorienting. I didn't want to take advantage of the fact that he caressed my body each hour of the day but I couldn't turn back. I was too deep into the rabbit hole. 

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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙩 2 𝘿𝙖𝙮𝙨.

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Guys I'm gonna be so real with you this chapter was so bad even though I was planning on it being like rlly fun😭 It's like 80% the last paragraph and conversation 🙏🏾 The next chapter is gonna be a big plot thing though😈 

Let's just hope it won

't take 5 months of procrastinating- 

Byee <3