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The next night, arielle and i decide to hit the club eager for a night of letting loose. We started to pre game as we got ready to some sleep token songs, and when the time came we left and returned to the club we had just visited a few days prior. As we walked in the scent of alcohol hit me, accompanied by a remix of a popular radio song blaring from the speakers.

Already a bit tipsy, arielle and I headed to the bar for shoots before hitting the dance floor. Arielle quickly found a dance partner, while I scanned the room for someone tall not particularly caring about looks. Eventually, i spotted a tall man covered in tattoos and began dancing with him, seating to the music as his found my waist. Suddenly he turned me around alto face him but then pushed me away upon seeing my face. In a tipsy state, I slurred, "hey, what's your promblrm dude? I just want to dance."

I rolled my eyes and cross my arms, and look up to realize it was none other than Noah Sebastian.
"Ugh, I can never have fun without to showing up," I groan " your crappy atty always ruins my day." My tipsy state verged on drunkenness, and I continued without thinking, "this is stupid" I move closer, coming him with each word, "Why. Don't. You. Like. Me?" I waited for a response but received none.

It sucks that your a jerk because you're pretty cute," I giggled, realizing to late that I'd said it it out loud. I slapped a hang over my mouth wide eyed. Noah raised a brow, a smirk forming on his lips as he checked deeply at my intoxicated state.

"Who are you here with, Aria?" He asked. I hesitated still covering my mouth afraid to speak again. "Look I'm gonna take you home text whoever you're with that you're leaving." He says sternly.

I nodded and pulled out my phone texting arielle ensuring she wouldn't worry about finding me later. Muttering up the courage to speak again. "But first, one more drink. I slurred heading for the bar. Noah grabbed my hand, stopping me . "Stoppp, I've barely had anything," I called out, attempting to free myself. Eventually he let go, and I made my way to the bar and ordered a Hennessy.

He looked surprised by my choice but allowed me to drink it after finding he let me to his care and asked for my address and before I could answer my vision blurred and I drifted off into sleep. The last thing I heard was Noah asking what he had got himself into by doing this before I fully knocked out.

I woke up the next, being haunted by last nights activity of drinking with a pounding headache. I open my eyes expecting to be in the comfort of my own be only to find I'm in a completely unknown room, sending me into full panic mode, I look down at my clothes to see I'm in an oversized black t-shirt and my outfit I had wore the night before folded on the nightstand beside me.

Jolting up out of bed I sneakily cream around the unknown house trying to sneak out whoever house I was in suddenly bumping into the unknown person. I got sent back from the sudden force of running into the man I look up to see Noah. Why the hell is he always around I question to myself. Questions start soaring through my head, what had happen last night?

"Trying to sneak out I see?" He says in a monotone voice. I look around awkwardly trying to mutter up the courage to speak. "What happened last night?" I ask afraid of the answer that may be presented to me "don't worry we didn't sleep together I wouldn't lower my standards that much" I grumbled something under my breath then spoke up "your a dick"
He laughed "that's not something you should say to some who tried to talk you home after you drank a little to much now is it" he cocks a eyebrow at me stepping an inch closer "do you remember anything from last night?" My breath hitches from the sudden movement of him getting closer and i shake my head no "from what I recall you think I'm pretty cute for being a jerk" I can feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment and I cover my face with my hands "I'm never drinking again" I sigh "no no you should your more tolerable when your drunk love"

I internally scream and look him wide eyed, what did he just called me? I try to speak but no words come out and I blank.

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