Toothpaste Kisses

Chapter 19

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CHAPTER 19

“See you later, Jodes,” Max called through the thin bathroom door as I finished getting changed.

“Yeah, are you still going to be at the comp?” I yelled back.

“Of course I am. I’ll see you later,” a few seconds later I heard the door slam indicating that there was only Noah and myself in our dorm room. After our talk on Wednesday everything had been a lot smoother; Noah stopped bringing a bucket load of friends into our tiny room and he hadn’t been acting like an extra from The Hangover.

I’ve never even watched The Hangover.

I applied basic makeup and a few minutes later I walked out ready to escape for the dance practice. Darcy was taking me and Ben over to the venue. The competition was to start at six; Max and the football/soccer/whatever-you-want-to-call-it team were having practice but he was going to be there and Noah had already promised to be there with his camera.

“Hey,” I whispered, nudging Noah in the shoulder. “Noah, wakey-wakey,” I applied more pressure, rocking him slightly. “No-Ahhh!”

In a movement that could resemble a cheetah’s, Noah turned, wrapped his arm around my torso and pulled me over his body so I was lying on his bed. I rolled over so I was facing his smirking morning face. “What a nice way to wakey-wakey…” he mused, his eyes roaming my face.

“Idiot,” I grumbled but for some reason I snuggled deeper into his warm bed. His masculine scent swirled around me as I moved, disturbing where his smell lay and making it wrap around my nose further. “I just wanted to tell you that I’m off in a few minutes and I’ll see you at six… if you’re still coming that is. I mean… I get it if you don’t wanna go… it’s just me dancing and–”

Noah slapped a hand to my mouth. “And I said I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he whispered back. I smiled against his hand and just lay there for a few minutes thinking about nothing at all.

But then something had to ruin it.

I mean, usually I wouldn’t say that One Direction could ruin anything; Harry Styles makes a weird number of nipples appealing for God’s sake… but…

The guitar riff started and I knew what was to come…

‘She sneaks out in the middle of the night,
Tight dress, with the top cut low.
She’s addicted to the feeling of letting go-oh-oh.’

“Cute song, Jodi, who’s calling?”

“Uh… I pulled my phone out of the back pocket and looked at the screen. “Ben.”

“Wait, that’s his song? Is he actually gay?” Noah started cackling but with a scowl I slapped my hand over his mouth and accepted the call.

“Hey, Ben,” I smiled. Noah rolled his eyes and doing the same thing I squeezed his lips getting a satisfying squeak out of my roommate.

“Where are you, Jodes? Darcy and I are waiting downstairs.”

“I’ll be there in a few, don’t miss me too much,” I laughed as I ended the call and turned my attention back to Noah. “I have to go, they’re waiting for me.”

I climbed over Noah; the only way was to straddle him, which he obviously took to his full advantage to place his hands on the butt. “So, tell me…” he grabbed the back of my shins so I was stuck straddling his tummy. “Why is that Ben’s song?”