Whoops another Nochelle one shot. Is it getting annoying that I'm basically only doing Nochelle? Because I'm considering starting a one shot book for only Nochelle but I don't know if anyone would read it... Comment Opinions please
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The annual A-Troupe sleep over.
It was all great fun, untill you had to sleep on the floor in only a sleeping bag... But they don't worry about that part till it comes.
So far the night had been filled with many rounds of truth or dare, 7 minutes in heaven, and an intense game of hide and seek.
"Okay, I think we should go to sleep now" Emily yawns, once the credits started to roll of the movie they just watched.
Everyone nodded in agreement, walking over to the sleeping bags.
They decided to put the girls on once side and the boys on the other, so the girls could gossip.. But considering how tired everyone is, doubt that would actually happen.
Noah walked over to Richelle smiling. "Good night babygirl" he grinned, pecking her lips.
She smiled, kissing his cheek. "Night no" she giggled, before walking to her sleeping bag, slipping inside.
"Okay is everyone in? I'm turning the lights out" Emily called out, not waiting for a response.
She turned the lights off, the room going pitch black.
Richelle assumed that the Windows would bring in some light, but none was evident at all.
She whimpered softly, holding the top part of her sleeping bag close to her.
Her biggest fear was the dark. No matter how old she got, it's something she can't stand or get over.
She trembled slightly with fear, she knew she wasn't going to be able to sleep like this.
Does she leave? Stay awake the whole night?
She continued to think of ideas, her eyes wide open, trying to find any light to make her feel better.
She doesn't like it how she doesn't know what's going on around her, if anyone is moving or sneaking up on her.
Thinking about it made her whimper again, before an idea struck into her mind. Noah.
She quickly got up, remembering he was in the back corner.
She ran over there as quickly as possible, stepping on James' leg in the process, but she didn't care.
James groaned. "Who was that?"
She didn't bother to reply.
She managed to find Noah, quickly getting into his sleeping bag and hugging him quickly, her arms on his chest and her legs around his waist.
He opened his eyes slowly, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Richelle?" He whispered.
She nodded, although he couldn't see her.
Realisation hit him, realising it was basically pitch black in the room.
He sighed, his hand finding its way to her hair, playing with it comfortingly, as his another arm wrapped around her waist, rubbing circles on her bare skin.
She instantly relaxed, her eyes closing. "I'm sleeping here" she mumbled to him.
"I know princess" he whispered, laughing quietly, continuing until she was asleep.
