Captured

Chapter Fourteen

(Noah's POV)

I woke up from Rebecca and mine's nap an hour ago. I didn't want to wake Rebecca. She looked so peaceful. How could I wake her?

You know, lately I've been thinking, about my future mainly. Will I ever leave this place? What kind of house will I live in? What job will I have? Will I have a wife or husband? Children? Man, I hope so. Now I know this might sound really weird but when I think of having a wife, I think of Rebecca. Does this mean I want to marry her? Not right now, of course. We're not even dating yet, let alone we're way too young to be thinking of marriage. I really want to, though. Date and marry her. I just don't have the guts to ask her out. Now, I know what you're saying, "You never know if you don't try." That's easy for you to say.

"Noah?" I hear beside me.

"Yeah Beck?" I respond.

"How long have you been up?" she says, her voice a little groggy from just waking up.

"About an hour," I say.

"Mhm. Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You looked so peaceful. I couldn't bring myself to waking you up."

"Well, thanks. I bet you were bored, huh?"

"Sort of," I reply and laugh.

"I'm sorry," Rebecca says while giggling. Her giggle is adorable.

"How was your nap?" I ask.

"Great. You're a really good cuddler," she replies.

"Thanks. I am the best."

"You got that right. How was yours?"

"Pretty good. You're a good cuddler, also."

"Why, thank you! I have been told that I'm the greatest cuddler in the whole universe."

"I am!"

"No, I am!"

We keep arguing about who's a better cuddler for about five minutes. Which, of course, Rebecca wins.

"Haha! I am the victor! Bow down to me peasant!" Rebecca says.

I laugh. "You're always the victor."

"Yep. Maybe you should try not losing next time," she says while smirking.

"Woah, woah, woah. I never lose."

"So, you won just now?"

"Fine. But, you'll never beat me again."

"Mhm. Sure. We'll see about that."

Is this the time to ask her? No. Just wait. The perfect time will come.

"Hey, I have a question. It's sort of weird," Rebecca says.

"Go for it," I reply.

"Can you brush and braid my hair? Huh, that actually didn't sound as weird as I thought it would've. But hopefully you know how to braid."

I laugh. "Sure, why not? And yes, I know how to braid."

I start brushing her hair with the brush that was on the table beside my cot. It's really pretty and soft. I'm a little jealous. Should I ask her now? Yeah. Right now's the perfect time.

"Hey Rebecca?" I ask nervously.

"Yeah?" she answers.

"Will you go out with me?"

(A/N- I'm finally back! Sorry had to say that. And yes I know the song is country but who cares? XD Tbh I love country. I would rather listen to Sleeping with Sirens, Pierce the Veil, or My Chemical Romance but XD This song is the best I could find tbh)