love again 2 [z.m au]

∞ t w e n t y - s i x ∞

Jack Gilinsky as Noah. Chapter will be in his pov :)

Noah

Harry kept blowing up Evelyn's phone with calls, texts and voicemails. She declined every call, ignored all his texts and didn't even bother to listen to the voicemails he left.

Her phone buzzed against the countertop and I quickly snatched it from her reach to answer.

"Noah!" she tried to retrieve her phone but I held it up high, making it difficult for her to grab.

I looked at the caller ID and scoffed. "It's Harry." It's nearly 11pm and this guy is still trying to get a hold of her.

"I know," she retorted. "So don't even think about answering-"

I held the phone up to my ear, silencing Evelyn and put the call on speaker. "Stop fuckin' calling my sister. There's a reason why she's ignoring your thirsty ass."

"Well, hello to you too, Noah. We both know Evelyn is playing hard to get," Harry countered. "If you catch my drift."

"Shut up, I'm not catching your drift. But you'll be catching these hands instead. You're a married man with a family of your own. So, fuck off and leave my sister alone before I find you," I snapped, losing my patience with this asshole.

Harry laughed on the other end. "And what're you going to do to me?"

"Come near this family and I swear I will fuck you up, Styles." I ended the call and handed Evelyn her phone.

She looked at me with a frown before setting it back on the countertop. "That was a little aggressive, don't you think?"

"No," I said, honestly. "I don't care. He's over stepping his boundaries."

Evelyn trusted Harry again and tried to leave everything thing he's done, behind. She's moved on and we all thought he has too. But apparently this prick has other things in mind, despite the fact that he has Rosa and their daughter, Aria.

"I know," she sighed. "I just don't get why he's doing this all of a sudden."

"Because he's stupid."

Evelyn ran her hands through her hair, closing her eyes. "Okay. The longer I talk about him, the more aggravated I get." She began rummaging through the kitchen cupboards and pulled out cupcake pans. "Wanna bake cupcakes with me? So the little ones can have something to wake up to."

"Brother and sister bonding?" I remarked, enthusiastically. "Hell the fuck yeah."

I didn't care how late in the night it was.

She laughed, nudging my shoulder in a playful manner. Sometimes I flinch when she comes near me because I think she's going to smack me. I watched as she tied on a pink apron before asking if I wanted to wear one as well.

I groaned. "Seriously? I have to wear a pink apron, too?"

"Real men wear pink," she teased, making me roll my eyes. "It's either a plain pink one or the one with sparkles, polka dots and unicorns. Your pick. Or don't wear one at all and get your clothes dirty."

I looked at the two aprons and slowly reached for the pink one and put it on.

"Cute," she grinned, pinching my cheeks before slapping it, making me jump back.