Having a crush on a close friend can be a cruel thing. When the crush is coming for both ends, it is ten times worse.
That is Katerina Thomas and Noah Morrison's struggle.
The emotional connection is there, and so is the physical attraction, but is...
I woke up to my 7:15am alarm. I'm still exhausted but I'll be fine. The rest of the girls get up, shouting for me to turn my alarm off. Once I do we get up and wash our faces and get dressed.
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We thought it would be cute to all wear overalls. Hannah puts on a ripped pair with a bright sunflower print top. Kenna went with a dark pair with a black tank top. Gabby when with a pair that fit like skinny jeans with a black and white striped crop top underneath. I put on a white crop top under my overalls. We all have on white converse just for the sake of matching. We also took a selfie or twenty. I let my hair, which is still kind of wet, down and check my lipgloss. While I'm at the mirror I check my eyes. They look normal, which is weird because of all the crying and staying up till one am, but whatever. We do a last check of the room before pulling the sheets off of the beds and grabbing our bags.
Hannah hands the key cards to the front desk attendant and we head out to the bus. As we get there I don't see the boys yet, so I'm okay for now. I check in my bags and load them onto the bus before getting on myself. As we make it on the bus, I see the boys already seated. I guess I spoke too soon. I walk straight past Noah and give my cousin a hug and whisper a thanks for keeping quiet. Before siting in the seat I had yesterday. "Kat, you wanna switch?" Hanna asks from behind me and to the right. "Naw I'm good," I reply with a wink letting her know that as much as I would like to, I have to deal with this like an adult. That means suck it up and let it out later, in private.
Eventually the bus starts to move, and most of us are asleep again including all of my friends except Noah. "Kitty, what was up with you last night?" Noah asks pleading with the side of my head. I sigh and turn my head, "You'll figure it out." I turn my head back and pulling out my phone and head phones. "You sound like Hannah," he says sounding annoyed. "I know. I was there," I answer. "Wait what? You were there?" I nod as I detangle my headphones. "So you know they lied to me about where you were." I nod again plugging in my headphones. "You know Kenna slapped me." I nod once more, "yes I know you barged into the room, I know you were angry and loud for no reason, I know they lied as I asked them to, I know that you pissed off my girls, and I know Kenna bitch slapped you. Can we not talk about this? I seriously don't feel like it," I say keeping my voice deathly quiet, still not looking at him. I put my headphones in and blast a random playlist andI let my head fall back, closing my eyes. I let sleep take over until we get to the Mormon neighborhood, where we will get a tour from the bus.
An hour later, I wake up to Kenna lightly shaking me, "Kat, we're here. The tour will start in a minute or two. I nod and wipe my eyes before stretching. I look around and see Noah staring at me, "What?" "Is all of this because of what Alexa said?" Noah asks. "That bitch said a lot, be more specific. Oh and get me a drink first. I'm gonna need one for this conversation," I say turning my legs into the aisle. He tosses me a his half empty water bottle. I laugh a little and toss it back to him. "When she said something about working on our relationship." My smile drops instantly, "That would be part of it." "Okay why?" "What is your best idea and I'll tell you what's false?" "She has been your enemy for a while and I'm one of your best friends. You thought she was taking me away. Like she would keep me from my friends or something." "Good point but not the reason." The reason is that you were being all touchy-feely while you were in a relationship, let alone one with my worst enemy. Which made it all the worse when my world came tumbling down because I let myself get too wrapped up in you. "Can we just stop with these games. I'm not even with Alexa. Even if I was, I would still be your friend." "Okay," note all the sarcasm. "Will you just fucking stop?" He asks sound extremely annoyed. "Stop what?" "This cryptic BS act. Whatever the fuck is wrong, just tell me." "The are a lot of things stopping me from doing that," I mumble quietly, leaning the side of my head on my seat. "Do you want to? I mean if everything that is somehow in the way was gone, would you want to tell me?" He says lean forward into the aisle, making full eye contact. Damn it! He heard me. "I-...yes," I breathe barely above a whisper, his warm greenish-grey eyes widening slightly. "Then just fucking tell me." "I-...can't," I say as I quickly turn to pay attention to the Mormon man that just got on the bus.
