"Wait right here." She whispered to him, before slipping away to change out of her jeans and shirt, brush her teeth, etc.
She took a look in the mirror, and didn't see the girl with the bags beneath her eyes, the girl who couldn't come to the beauty standard of the world, the girl who secretly hated ungodly hours. She saw the girl Noah loved; she saw bright eyes and wild, unkept hair, who loved being awake when no one else was.
And she liked her.
She liked the girl whose lips curled into a constant smile, the girl who drove fast to feel eternal.
The girl whose lips ached to be pressed against Noah's.
She turned off the bathroom light as she left, and made her way over to where Noah lay.
She tilted her head as she recognized his steady breathing, his slouched posture, his peaceful expression. He was fast asleep.
Adorable. Fucking adorable.
She crawled into bed next to him, careful not to wake him, and used one of her sweaters as a blanket (as he was hogging her usual blanket).
She lay awake for a little while, staring up at the ceiling. She was slightly disappointed that, unlike in all the books and movies, despite him soundly sleeping next to her, she could not rid her insomniac ways.
After a few more minutes of staring into the darkness, she felt an arm curl around her shoulders and pull her towards the boy 'sleeping' next to her, tucking her head in the crook of his neck. He turned and kissed the top of her head, whispering an "I love you," and inexplicably her thoughts became hazy and distant, until she couldn't differ them from dreams.
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Romance(Lowercase intended on cover) "The simple things in life are never meaningful, and the meaningful things in life are never simple. So maybe I don't want meaningful. Maybe I just want someone who cares enough to listen." Gemma Summers and Noah Han...
