Remember Me

Fourteen

"O-oh," I slowly nod. "Hi."

She pulls on an obviously false smile. "Hi. If you don't mind, I'll be staying with with my No-bear for the week, just while my bedroom gets painted."

No-bear? Seriously? I glance at Noah with a look on my face that could kill. I cannot believe that he did that.

He kissed me. Kissed me. Whilst he knew that he had a girlfriend, maybe an extremely rude one, but that doesn't mean he didn't have to stay loyal to her! He kissed me like five times! Well, I might've kissed him first a few of those times – but he kissed back.

"Right." I reply, picking at a random loose thread that was hanging from my t-shirt. I make a mental note to cut it off later, before concentrating on Rachel and Noah in front of me.

Rachel turns around, placing her leopard print suitcase on the ground. Rachel was perfect. I definitely see why Noah liked her.

She had long, wavy brown locks and oak brown eyes. She looked like she belonged in a Vogue magazine and she wore the cutest of outfits.

Noah looks at me with a pained look in his eyes. He bites his lip, and his whole expression shouts 'I'm sorry'.

I just shake my head and smack my lips together. Then, I saunter off to my bedroom. I was just about to plug myself into Netflix and binge watch episodes of Pretty Little Liars, when I remembered I had a date with Travis.

Just ditched one dilemma and I move onto the next.

The outfit I went for was a plain black long-sleeved top, a grey-white skater skirt with black roses on it, a pair of black, stretchy tights, a white snood-scarf and a long sleeved blue cardigan. It was long and by far one of the comfiest things I own.

On my feet, I was sporting a pair of plain black strapless pumps.

I left my hair down and just did my regular makeup routine.

Stretching up and grabbing my phone, I realise that I can't find my black purse.

I hop up and make my way to the kitchen. "Noah, have you seen my black purse?"

Noah raises an eyebrow. "Seriously? Oh yes Auden, I'm sorry, I took it to college the other day. It's in my bedroom." He rolls his eyes.

I could hear Rachel bustling about in the kitchen, obviously finding food or something.

"I can't believe you kissed me when you were with Rachel!" I hiss quietly, breaking into angry mode.

Noah sighs. "It was just a kiss, chick. A harmless mistake we made."

I roll my eyes. "And? It was still wrong. You could have at least told me you had a girlfriend if it wasn't such a big deal!"

Noah just shrugs before returning back to the paper he was writing, probably one of our college projects. I head for the kitchen and decide to have a quick drink before I leave.

"You look nice," Rachel exclaims loudly, almost as if she was practicing her school play lines.

"Um... thanks." I toss back whilst I get a glass from the cupboard.

Rachel looks back into the living room before she shuts the kitchen door. She ends up right in front of me.

"But you should really pair some heels with it." She deadpans.

I sigh, acting sad. I slap my knee. "Damn. It's a bad thing I don't really like girls like you giving me fashion advice."

"Girls like me?" she repeats.