Day 7
Yesterday Becka got into a car crash and ended up in the hospital. Austin never let. He called me when ever he needed clothes and he uses the showers there. I visit from time to time. Tomorrow her parents will be here. They will probably blame Austin for this. Which I find stupid. I was sitting in my bed not sure of what to do. I don't talk to anyone. Then I hear a knock at the door.
Who could possible be knocking on my door on the holidays when my Best friend is in the hospital. I open the door. Noah?
"Hey Can I come in?" He ask. I was there frozen. What was he doing here? "Uh. Zoe?" He waved his hand infront of my face and the snapped his fingers. "Zoe!" He says and I come back to reality. He chuckles. "Can I come in?" I nod and let him in.
"I don't mean to be rude but what are you doing here?" I ask arms crossed.
"You said that we can hang out today." Then I remember. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry I forgot. My best friend is in the hospital and-" He cuts me off. "It's okay. I understand. Sorry about Becka." I nod. "Are you okay?" He ask. He walks over to me. "Yeah I'm fine." I lie. I'm totally not fine. My best friend is in the hospital and only a miracle can bring her out of that coma. I feel tears burn through my eyes. I try to hold them back but they fall out.
It's like a waterfall. "Oh Zoe." He pulls my into a hug. I cry on his chest. Is it weird that feel um what's the right word.......safe maybe in his arms. It's took him only 10 minutes to calm me down. The crying tired me out. I almost fell asleep in his arms. "You want to sleep?" He ask. I nod. He pick me up bridal style. "What are you doing?" I say with a little giggle. "Putting you to bed." I smile when he whispers in my ear sending goosebumps down my back.
He lays me down in bed and tucks me in. He kisses me head and I smile. "Where are you going?" I ask very sleepy. "Home." He says in a duh tone. "No. Stay please." I say almost asleep. I hear him sigh and feel him lay down on my bed. I lay on his chest and soon fall asleep.
Noah's P.O.V
Although it's like 3 in the afternoon Zoey fell asleep. She looks more beautiful than sleeping beauty. He brown caramel hair over her face a little. He perfect kissable lips. He soft flawless skin. I could be like this all day. But I can't I have to leave sooner or later. I know that she doesn't like me and is still into her ex but I'm willing to give anything just for a kiss.
I carefully get off the bed letting her body slip off of me. I bump into the side table and a journal falls out. I know I shouldn't open it but my curiosity got the better of me. I open it. It's about her feelings her life. and some songs. Here's a new one.
'Please Come home' She never finished it. Maybe I can. I don't know. I'm not the singing type. Just Maybe. I close it and set it back down. I kiss the corner of her mouth and then walk out after seeing the smile on her face. "Nick?" I hear her mumble. I frown. I sigh and then walk out. Well as long as she's happy I'm happy. Right?
