He Thinks I'm Jealous

Chapter 15

MY ALARM CLOCK starts to beat at the correct time and I roll over and hit the snooze button only it keeps going. I grumble and open eyes to see I am, in fact, hitting Noah's face.

"Oops," I whisper and lunge over him to get to my alarm. The numbers flash a bright red at me telling me it's dawn and that I need to get ready. I hit snooze like I always do because sometimes I just like to lay in the warmth of the covers and mattress. I'm sure all people do it.

I shuffle back into the comfy covers and warm chest of Noah and try not to fall asleep. But it's hard when his breathing is a lullaby in its own way. So I fall back asleep.

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~Noah Stones P.O.V~

I sigh and look down at Kay's pretty face besides the messy hair and eyes locked closed. She's still pretty. Is it bad that when she's like this it feels normal? When she is tucked into my chest like a kitten?

Probably.

Only I don't care, I hug her close to my body and can't help but how my eyes shift downwards.

Stop it, Noah! Don't do it.

Only I do, I lean closer to her mouth, barely breathing as I look at her closely. She is asleep and she peaceful and that's a wonderful thing. Her high cheekbones, small chin, and curled eyelashes resting perfectly on her cheeks. Her breath fans over my face through her slightly parted lips, and I move in closer.

I'm about a centimeter away and just barely brush her lips as the fucking alarm clock goes off again, making her wake up. I move back immediately and close my eyes. She stretches and sighs as she leans over me to turn off the alarm clock, only after realizing she was hitting my face (again) when her eyes peek open. I smile as I feel her breast brush against me and I feel her looking at me, then she looks away an gets up. I open my eyes and see her walking off toward her closet.

As much as I hate to admit it, I care for this girl. More than any other person in my life. Kay is special to me. She laughs when she's supposed to. She doesn't laugh at everything that I say, like other girls. Senna Williams, I'm looking at you. She would laugh at everything. And although she was good in bed, I never really liked her. I would always imagine her as Kay. Gross, I know. But I can't help how my demented mind thinks. I'm pretty sure Kay can hear the loud ass moaning though. And part of me likes that, hoping Kay will get jealous. But no, she never does. Well...

"Noah." Kay sings and I close my eyes immediately. Was I spotted? "Wake up!" Nope, not spotted.

I hear shifting and then a weight presses against my stomach. I can feel two legs beside me... she's sitting on top of me. Oh no, not good. My little Noah doesn't seem to know how to stop what it's doing, but an image of Senna takes that right away. Until I feel breathing on my face. "Wake up." She sighs and rests her forehead against mine. I grin and move my face up to peck her lips with mine. Warmth floats through my cheeks and jaw making my insides beg me to pull her to me and really kiss her, but she stops that. 

She withdraws immediately and covers her mouth.

"Noah!" She slaps me playfully on the chest and I laugh rolling over, forgetting I'm on the edge and fall of her beneath me. I brace my hands on the floor on top of her and smile. "Good, it wasn't me this time!" She says and flips me over and continues to sit on my stomach. "We do that a lot." 

I smirk as she bounces on me, taking a little air out of me.

"Now go get dressed, we are leaving in like ten mi--"