Cliché, Complicated and Confusing.

12

Noah's POV

Two months later.

It was hard concentrating on me when so many girls threw themselves towards me. It was even worse now that I was slowly on the rise and becoming a singer. Asiya refused to be in the public eye because of people always watching her and I couldn't be bothered trying to convince her otherwise.

"Are you not tired?" Asiya asks and I shrug. My show went well. My ears still hurt.

"I'm fine." I say as she walks into my dressing room. There were quite a few people in the room. My team as well as my friends. Asiya being here was quite a surprise because she felt uncomfortable around my friends and Freya mostly.

"Hey, there is a delivery for you." My assistant says and she hands me a massive bunch of red roses. Freya's eyes tear up instantly and she starts to sneeze. "Could you bring them somewhere else please." I say looking at the tears streaming down my sisters face as she gets up as far away from the flowers. Romeo followed her out of the busy room.

"If Freya's around don't bring flowers around. Or nuts. Or cats and dogs." I tell my assistant. "Who they from anyway?"

"Zoë." She says shrugging. The only Zoë I knew was Scotts friend in New York. Asiya looks at me shaking her head before she walks out. Nobody really noticed except for me. I sigh getting up following her out.

"Why are you mad?" I ask and she sighs.

"Is Zoë not the girl you were holding hands with and skateboarding around with? You told me yourself after I asked you about those instagram pictures."

"You're over exaggerating." I say opening the door back open before walking back in. "Im ready to go." I say. It was almost 2 in the morning. We exit the building and all head our seperate ways. Freya had her separate ride from Romeo and Asiya was driving with me.

"I'm always worried you're off doing whatever." She says when were both in the backseat.

"Why. I'm not doing anything. If I was I'd tell you."

"You're not very patient with me." She says and I look at her as she pulls her hair into a ponytail. "I'm not patient?" I ask annoyed. This girl was still a virgin at 18 and she was still not sure. I was more that patient. I decide to ignore her and she sighs. It was like she didn't know me at all and how hard it was being in a committed relationship.

"Maybe we should call things off." She says and I look at her. "I mean we practically never spend time together. I'm not thinking this will end well for us." She says.

"You're so dramatic." I mumble. I wondered if I even liked her as much as I said. Sometimes I thought about how I was forcing myself to be with her but I knew I wasn't that happy. I get out the car and wait for Ste to ask what time he is coming around tomorrow. I had this meeting and my father had to be there since I wasn't 18 yet.

The next morning, my dad was on the phone as usual while my mom was talking to Freya about her clothing line.

"I'm moving out today." She says and my mom sighs. "Why do I have to let you all go? Its unfair."

"Unfair? Please, I'm waiting on Noah to turn 18 so that he can leave as well. Your mom and I deserve a well needed rest." My dad says getting off the phone.

"You know I'm moving in with Rachel and Delilah right." Freya asks me and I shrug. "You mentioned it about 2 to 60 times." I say and she chuckles. "I'm so excited."