"Why would I be joking?" Austin was perplexed by the sudden change in Noah's features. "I thought you wanted me to drop you home."
"Wha-" he cut himself mid-sentence. He had been so caught up in flirting shamelessly with Austin that he hadn't noticed Austin parking in the driveway." Oh!"
"Yea, oh!" Austin imitated, "Why -"
"I swear, I didn't actually think you were serious," Noah said quickly, interrupting, trying to defend himself and lighten the moment.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Austin asked. He had actually not noticed Noah's reaction to him parking the car. I mean, he had, but he brushed it off as Noah being Noah.
But Noah didn't know that. So he kept internally kicking himself for being so fucking gullible. What did he think, that Austin would suddenly change his mind and play into his barely clever games. How stupid was that!
"Can we just forget this happened?" He asked while reaching for the door handle. Yup, he was angry at himself and the deep frown and constipated look on his face made Austin think that he had somehow done something wrong.
He shouldn't have cared seeing as Noah was possibly the most annoying thing he had ever encountered all his life, but he did. And felt bad for whatever it was.
"Are you having one of your little episodes? Like an allergic reaction to the air in my car or something?" Austin quipped.
"Huh?" He was holding the door open but only one foot was out of the car so he turned to look at Austin over his shoulder.
"I just brought you where you said you wanted me to but it looks like you are not enthusiastic about it," Austin answered, "Where did you want me to drop you off, Narnia? Because, if so, you didn't pay enough."
"Goodbye, Austin and thanks for the ride." Noah slammed the door and walked away in a hurry.
"Ooook?" Austin said as he stared puzzled at Noah, who seemed to be making a break for it. He still didn't know what it was though. Oh well.
***
Noah arrived the door to the Dawson mansion, a place he was supposed to call home till he finished high school -which was less than two years remaining but managed to seem like an eternity.
He slid his key into the keyhole and opened the door. As soon as he went in, he looked outside to see if Austin was still in the driveway, probably still befuddled at his sudden actions but Austin was already driving away.
He didn't know whether to be upset or relieved that Austin didn't push further. He should have been relieved that he didn't have to explain or find some ridiculous excuse to get out of explaining, but he didn't.
He somehow needed Austin to give a crap about him -which was kind of hard for Austin considering Noah automatically went to dick mode whenever he was within fifty yards of him.
That was like a defense mechanism for Noah. Having been an asshole his whole life when it came to relationships, he had absolutely no clue how to express his liking for Austin and his mouth helped by saying the most god awful and lamest pickup lines and catch phrases ever created by man.
He walked away from the door. "Hello!" He called, "Anybody home?"
That was somewhat a waste of breath considering the Dawsons were ever hardly home, especially this time of day on a Thursday. It reminded him of his father -who also used travel a lot for work.
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