But You're The One I Want (A Wesley Stromberg Fanfic)

Chapter 11: The Story Of Noah

I'm sitting in my room with Bailey and Lauren looking at me expectantly. "Yes?" I ask as if I have no idea why they are here.

"Details. Now." Bailey commands. Lauren nods in agreement with her.

"Well..." I start, "After you guys left me with a massive mess to clean, and no food," I give them both accusing looks and they just roll there eyes at me, "I got ready and went over to Wes'. Drew answered the door and let me in and then I went upstairs with Wes. We sat there for a while, not saying anything, then he blurts out that he's not a player. Like, I literally jumped. Then he looked me right in the eye and told me that I was the only girl for him and he feels a spark whenever he looks at me." I had a crazy blush happening as I said those words.

Bailey and Lauren let out a chorus of "awh!" 's and let me continue.

"He then asked me out on a date and I said yes. Then, we... uh, kissed."

Bailey and Lauren let out a high-pitched happy squeal, which was then followed by them tackling me on my bed. We were all happy and laughing until I remembered what happened after my intimate moment with Wes. My face turned from a smile, to a scowl; and my fists began to clench.

"Sum? What's up?" Lauren asked me. She was searching my face for any clues of what was going on in my head.

"He called." That's all I needed to say for Lauren to know what was happening.

"That rat-bastard. What did he want?"

"Um, who? What do you mean what did he want? Who are we talking about?" Bailey chimed in. I hadn't told her about Noah because I didn't think it was necessary. I was away from him when I came to Cali; Bailey didn't even know who he was, and it was a part of my life I hated to thing about so I never thought to tell her.

"This waste-of-space guy, Noah. He cheated on me with this slut Gracie, which, resulted in her getting pregnant; and then when I confronted him he didn't even own up to it. He just kept denying everything. I wouldn't have been so mad if had of just grown a vagina, admitted what he did was wrong and then did something to help Gracie with the fact she is pregnant with his baby; but nooo, he had to cower away." I was seething as I had a flashback to the conversation I had with Noah when I first confronted him.

"Don't lie to me Noah, I saw you with her!" My face is streaming tears and my voice is shrilling with anger.

"I'm not lying! Stop being such a psychopath and blaming me for things I didn't do! You are mental! You turn everyone against me and make up your little fantasy stories because you are just jealous!" He screamed back at me.

"Noah stop it! I'm not crazy I know what I saw! I've seen it way too many times! You're off fucking some chick's brains out while I sit at home and cry! I've had enough, Noah! You make me feel like I'm going crazy every time I say something. Well, I'm sick of it. I'm not going to have anymore breakdowns, wondering whether I really am crazy and you are the only person who puts up with me. I'm done. We are over." I slap Noah hard across the cheek and turn on my heels to try and run away, but he grabs me by the wrist and spins me back around to face him. I wince at how forceful his fingers are pushing themselves into my skin.

"No. We are not over. You can't just leave." I look into his now black and hazed with anger eyes, certainly not the beautiful sky blue eyes of the guy I once fell in love with.

"Oh really? Tell me, what would you do if you got me pregnant like you did Gracie? Just leave me and pretend you don't even know who I am? You're a low, self-loving, lying bastard. I want nothing to do with you." I spat and tried to pull my arm out of his grip but fail miserably and it only makes him hold tighter.

"So that's it? You're just gonna give us up because of this one little thing? Do you know how much I have gotten over and put up with you and you can't overlook my little mistake?"

"Ha! So you admit you slept with Gracie!" I accuse.

"No I didn't mean--"

"Wait?.. What do you mean things you've had to put up with? And this 'thing'," I gesture my free arm around to indicate all around us, "is not little. It is big. And it's not the first time. I've had enough Noah. You've screwed me, and many other girls, over too many times. I can never trust you again. Do me a favour and forget I ever existed." I successfully release myself from his grip and storm away from him, and his property.

"Woah, this Noah sounds like a real scummy guy." Bailey comments, "But why did you say 'he should've grown a vagina and owned up to it'? Isn't the expression, 'he should grow some balls'?"

"Yeah, but I prefer to say vagina because those things are bloody tough, balls are weak." I retort.

Bailey just nods understandingly, "I still don't get why you didn't tell me though." Her face falls and she looks at me like she wasn't good enough to know, which wasn't the case at all.

I wrap her tightly in a hug, "Awh! I'm sorry hun! I just didn't really think it was necessary, you didn't know who he was, he didn't live here, and I didn't really feel like going through any unneeded sadness thinking about it while I was here. California is kind of like my escape from things back home, it helps me to relax knowing that I don't have to worry about any of it for a while." I explained to her gently. I released my arms from around her and looked her sincerely in the eye. "Are we still okay?"

She smiles and nods, "Yeah, of course!"

"So, will you girls help me pick something to wear for my date with Wes?" I ask them hopefully.

I get a mixture of "yes" 's and squeals as they drag me towards my closet to find the perfect thing to wear.

Hey babes! First update for the holidays :) Get ready for some more! Noah is a scumbag right? Are you hating his guts as much as I am? Anyway, I put a picture of him on the side, I won't add him to the cast list just because I don't want to. Hehe :) Hope you all are well! Give me some comments, give me some votes, y'know, if you wanna ;) 

And if there is an apocalypse... Good luck. :)

Yes, i just quoted Sheldon Cooper, no I do not care.