One evening Noah and I were hanging around in my bedroom, watching a movie.
Looking at the beautiful actresses on the screen I started to feel a little self conscious and well sad. I began to tear up and when Noah asked if I was okay the tears began to spill from my eyes.
He sat up quickly and pulled me into a hug,
"Whats wrong love?" He asked me softly.
I mumbled into his shoulder, which I assume he couldn't understand but he rubbed my back and said,
"It's okay my love, you're beautiful." Well maybe he did understand.
I pulled my head up, my bottom lip still quivering a little. He tucked my hair behind my ears and wiped a tear away from my eyes.
Though when I glanced over to the tv screen again the tears welled up again. Noah sighed a little and leaned in and began to kiss my collarbone and shoulders around the strap of my tank top.
He peppered kisses around the exposed part of my breasts and up my neck, which tickled causing me to giggle and flop back on the bed.
Noah only leaned over me again and kept kissing me, and I kept laughing the tears in my eyes disappearing.
After all of the little kisses he had peppered all over he finally locked lips with me, sliding his hands up my sides.
"Better now?" He asked me.
"Way better." I grinned and giggled again.
He kissed me again.
"I love you Noah."
"I love you too my beautiful girl." Noah replied.
[A/N~ this one was way shorter than I had hoped it would have been, but I hope you enjoyed it! Much love, Sid~]
