Why We Fell in Love

Chapter Forty Two

"Don't ever do that to me again," Meg cries, hugging me tightly. Noah and I were at his house now and somehow, Meg tracked us down and followed us. "You are a crazy chic."

I laugh," yeah, I kind of am."

She smiles," I am so glad you're okay. I love you so much."

"Yeah, I'm feeling very loved right now," I smile.

"Sooo... When's the wedding?" she asks as I chuckle. "I'm serious. I want to be a part of it because I'm your best friend and I hope to be your maid of honor but I don't have to be because-"

"Meg, who else would be my maid of honor?" I say as she shrugs. "He just proposed to me like twenty minutes ago. We haven't set a date yet."

"But when would you want it?" she asks.

I sigh," I have no idea."

"Abby, let's get going," Noah says, coming downstairs with his jacket.

{Author's Note: I'm kind of an idiot and forget what season this story is in right now so let's just say it's currently spring. Sorry :/ }

"But we just got here," I say as Meg pouts.

"I know but there's something important I have to show you," he says. I look over to Meg and she's still pouting. I look back to Noah and he's staring back at me.

I groan," you two are such butts. I'll call you later Meg."

"How rude," she says, marching away outside.

"Come on my soon to be wife," Noah smiles, putting an arm around me as we walk towards his car. I haven't been in here in so long. I remember going in here for the first time like it was yesterday. "We're going to stop by your house. Grab a jacket. It's going to be chilly and you don't need to get sick."

"You're so thoughtful," I say.

"I would give you mine but I already have a cold," he says. I give him a kiss on the hand as he starts driving. 

Once we're at my house, he parks in the driveway and I get out of the car. I grab my keys and as I made my way to the door, the knob was on the ground and the door was slightly open.

"Noah," I say. Not that loud but loud enough for Noah to hear. He instantly comes to my help and notices what I'm seeing.

"Stay behind me," he says in a stern voice. He begins walking inside and I start walking as well. His arm is in front of me so I don't go ahead of him. He scans the living room, the kitchen, the basement, basically everything on the bottom two floors.

He makes his way upstairs and goes into my room first. Nothing seemed to be missing. My bathroom door is still on the floor. But my cracker I was eating on the bed was now on the floor.

"Noah," I whisper. "Someone was in here."

He notices the cracker as well and his arm is securely wrapped around me. He looks around my room again. The porch, the closet, the bathroom. Nothing.

He goes into Gavin's old room and I was remembering when he was actually here. I miss him. He's not dead but it sure does feel like it.

And now we're in my dad's room. I haven't been in here in forever. As Noah's looking, something was missing. A golden picture frame with a family picture. All of us in one photo. He had it since I can remember. And it was always placed on a shelf to the right when you walk in.

"Who would steal a family picture?" I ask.

It's official. No one's in this house except the two of us.

"Some broke in and stole a photo," Noah says. "And then they left. That's really weird."

"Should we call the police?" I ask.

He shakes his head," there's no need. I'm with you all the time. Now come on, I have something to show you."

I grab my jacket that has been on the couch and we make it back to the car. Noah starts driving so it gave me time to think. Who would steal a picture frame? That's something you don't hear often.

We're getting close to the shore and he pulls up to a house. Not even a house, it was gorgeous. The same size as Noah's.

"Um, whose house is this?" I ask as he gets out the car. He jogs around and opens my door.

"It's ours," he smiles as I almost choke on air. "I've been saving up from work and putting it into the bank to pay this off. And I know you're going to kill me because it was all my money but you can take care of groceries and stuff like that."

"Noah, this is a freaking house," I say, clearly shocked.

He smiles," I know gorgeous, let's look inside. I'm sure you'll love it."

When we first walk in, I felt like I was in a castle. Probably because I've been living in my room this whole time. The living room and dining room was gorgeous and the kitchen was very spacious. I get the thought of when dad and I used to cook. I look up at the wall in the kitchen and it said All Hands On Deck.

"How'd you know my dad used to say that?" I ask.

"He gave me a book of quotes," he says as I laugh. "Yeah its kind of weird but I love that book. I read it almost everyday."

I smile before side hugging him.

"Do you want to go outside?" he asks as I nod. We walk over to the back door and now we're in the backyard. 

"It's like a magical garden," I say, clearly awed. "It's like a fairytale I've always wanted."

He smiles, probably because of my face," there's a gardener that comes in once or twice a week. Her name's Rose."

"How ironic," I say, looking at the gorgeous flowers. We walk through the garden and see a pool with a hot tub in it. And than past that, there was a basketball court and a tennis court. "Noah, I haven't played in a  while."

"I know but maybe you'll go back to it, who knows," he says as we walk back inside. "Upstairs?"

"Can we just rest on the couch? I'm so tired," I yawn.

"But our room is so much nicer," he says with his puppy eyes. I roll my eyes before following him upstairs into our room. When he opens it, it was a white room and it looked gorgeous with the lights and the amazing view of the beach. There was also a huge frame on top of our bed.

"Um, is there supposed to be a picture in that?" I ask.

He chuckles," yeah, I wanted to get a picture of us at our wedding."

"Well its a beautiful frame," I smile, leaping into the bed. I fell on it like a starfish. Noah laughs and pushes me into one side before crawling into bed next to me. "Wait, I don't want to be on this side."

I crawl over him and take his side.

"Why?" he laughs.

"Because its closer to the door and I don't want to die first," I say as he shakes his head. He was partially sitting up so I pulled into him with his arm around me "I love you Noah."

"I love you more," he says. I look up at him as we engage in a kiss. Engage. Get it? Aha. I still crack myself up. I need a life.