Rockstar Roommate

~Part Fifteen~

The next morning, I woke up feeling unsettled. The excitement of Zoey's surprise visit had been overshadowed by the awkward and uncomfortable situation we'd walked in on the night before. I hadn't had a chance to talk to Noah since then, and the tension between us was palpable.

Zoey had checked into a hotel nearby, so I was alone in the apartment as I prepared breakfast. I made a pot of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table, trying to gather my thoughts. I knew I needed to address what had happened, both for my own peace of mind and to understand where Noah stood.

After a while, I heard the apartment door open. Zoey walked in, looking refreshed but still buzzing from the previous day. "Good morning!" she said brightly, though her enthusiasm seemed tempered by last night's events.

"Morning," I replied, offering a small smile. "How did you sleep?"

"Pretty well," she said, settling down at the table. "I'm still a bit starstruck, though. I mean, last night was a bit of a shock, but I'm trying to process it. Did you get a chance to talk to Noah?"

I shook my head. "Not yet. I'm hoping to sort things out this morning. I just need to understand what's going on."

Zoey nodded, her expression thoughtful. "I get it. I'm here to support you. I just hope everything's okay."

After breakfast, I decided to approach Noah. I knocked on his door, and when there was no response, I took a deep breath and let myself in. Noah was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking pensive.

"Hey," I said softly, trying to gauge his mood. "Can we talk?"

Noah looked up, his expression a mix of relief and apprehension. "Sure, Mia. What's on your mind?"

I sat down across from him, trying to keep my tone neutral. "Last night was... unexpected. I need to know what happened. It felt like an invasion of privacy, and it's left both Zoey and me feeling pretty unsettled."

Noah ran a hand through his hair, looking frustrated. "I'm really sorry about that. It wasn't supposed to happen like that. The woman you saw... she's someone I've been seeing occasionally. It was a mistake to have her over without considering how it might look."

I frowned, trying to piece together his explanation. "But why didn't you tell me about her? Why keep it a secret?"

Noah sighed, looking down. "I didn't think it was relevant. I didn't want to make things complicated between us. And honestly, I've been trying to keep my personal life separate from my public life."

I felt a pang of disappointment. "I understand needing privacy, but hiding things from me creates a barrier. It makes me feel like I can't trust you."

Noah's eyes met mine, his gaze earnest. "I get that. I really do. I've been trying to navigate everything on my own, and I realize now that I should have been more open with you. I didn't mean to hurt or deceive you."

Before I could respond, there was a knock on the door. Zoey poked her head in, her eyes full of curiosity and concern. "Hey, is everything okay in here?"

I glanced at Noah, who gave me a nod. "Yeah, we're just talking things through."

Zoey stepped inside, her expression softening. "I just wanted to check on you. If you need anything or want to talk, I'm here for you."

"Thanks, Zoey," I said, offering her a grateful smile. "I appreciate that."

Zoey turned to Noah. "I didn't mean to intrude on your personal life. I'm just trying to understand what's going on, too."

Noah nodded, his face serious. "I understand, and I'm sorry for the confusion. I've got some things to figure out, and I'm going to make it right."

Zoey and I decided to take a walk to clear our heads. We left the apartment and headed towards a nearby park, hoping that the fresh air and change of scenery would help us process the previous night's events.

The sun was shining brightly as we strolled through the park, the gentle breeze and the sounds of the city providing a temporary distraction from our worries. Zoey and I talked about our plans for the day, trying to focus on the positive aspects of her visit.

As we walked, I found myself reflecting on my conversation with Noah. There was still a lot that needed to be addressed, and I wasn't sure how things would unfold. The road ahead felt uncertain, but I hoped that with honesty and communication, we could work through the complexities of our relationships.

Later that afternoon, we returned to the apartment, feeling a bit more grounded. Zoey headed to her hotel to freshen up, promising to meet me later. As I settled back into the apartment, I found myself retreating further into my own thoughts, wondering how we would handle the twists and turns of our journey in this vibrant city.

The day had been a whirlwind of emotions, and as I prepared to meet Zoey at her hotel later, I felt a mix of hope and apprehension. The surprises and challenges of LA were far from over, and I knew that navigating them would require patience and understanding.

As the sun began to set, I glanced out the window, hoping that the evening would bring some clarity and perhaps a chance to reconnect with Noah in a more meaningful way.