*Noah’s POV*
I wake up on the couch with a weight on my chest. I look down to realize its Isabelle. Memories from last flood in, making me wrap my arms around her. I look down and admire her beauty. She has such delicate features, all around she is beautiful. Sitting with her now, makes me fully realize how much I love her. Honestly, all I want to do is tell her.
After a few minutes I see her eyes flutter open, she turns up and smiles at me before stretching.
*Izzy’s POV*
“Hey Izzy”
“Hi, how was your sleep?”
“Surprisingly good for being on a couch”
“Well that’s good”
I smile up at him and take in his striking features. I turn to look at my hands and start to wonder if I like him. He just seems to care so much about me. He is one of the few people I feel I can tell anything. I think… I think I do like him.
“Hey… Isabelle?”
“Hm?”
“Can I tell you something…?”
I shift up so I am sitting facing him, almost fearing what he is about to say.
“Umm. Of course you can.”
“I just, I need to tell you… I really like you and I have for a long time. Since for god, how long has it been? Like 4 or 5 years. And I know you barely know me, but I know you and I have for such a long time and just, after seeing you, it made me feel everything I felt before I left…and I just… I don’t even know any more. All I know, is I like you.”
I sit and just stare at him. Slowly fear, regret, and sadness sweep across his face. As his words fully register, happiness fills my body.
*Noah’s POV*
I cannot believe I just told her. I debate leaving but suddenly she jumps on me and wraps her arms around my neck. I slowly wrap mine around her waist.
“I like you too, Noah. A lot.”
I squeeze my eyes shut hugging her tighter. I snuggle myself into her and enjoy having her back in my arms. Slowly I let go of her and she sits back to where she was originally. We sit in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before I hear Izzy giggling. I give her a confused look before she speaks up.
“Before you told me you liked me, I figured out I liked you.”
“Did you really?”
At this point I was smiling like an idiot, just to know she thought about me, it made me happy. Suddenly I hear my phone buzz. I quickly grab it from my pocket and see its Alex.
“Hey Alex, what’s up?”
“What do you mean ‘whats up’?! You ran out of the house last night without explanation, and then to top off, you don’t answer any of our texts or calls all morning and night!”
“I’m sorry dude; I never knew my phone went off.”
“well what the hell happened that was so damn important that you had to RUN OUT OF THE HOUSE AND NOT HAVE COMUNICATION WITH ANYONE?!”
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On the Edge of Love *on hold*
Teen FictionIsabelle knew Noah years ago, but she doesn't know it. Every memory of his is gone, as if he never even existed. That is until she sees him four years after he left her.
