Contains swearing
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"I can't believe Camille would do that!" Richelle yells, storming into the boys hotel room.
Nervously, all the boys head to the door, not wanting to be on Richelles bad side when she's mad.
Only Noah was left, her boyfriend.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Can you believe her?!" She yells again, sitting down.
Noah quickly shook his head.
"No..." He said, yet it sound more like a question.
"I know! I can't believe her either" Richelle says frustratedly.
"And what can't we believe her about...?" Noah asks nervously.
"She's mad at me because I had to cancel our plans to rehearse. Doesn't she get we are at internationals!" She yelled/explained, getting angrier every time she thinks about it.
Noah just nodded, knowing that she just needs to let it all out.
"Like, why is she even at internationals she isn't even an alternate and she's just distracting members! Ugh I swear she's such a bitch sometimes. I just want to slap her sometimes and-"she huffed, running a hand through her hair before being interrupted.
"Baby calm down" Noah said, putting his hand on her knee.
"No I won't calm down! She can't just be mad at me for wanting to rehearse and practise she is being a bitch and I just want her to-" Richelle started to rant again, before being cut off by Noah's lips being pressed against hers.
She was taken back at first, not expecting it before kissing back slightly.
He pulled away, a smirk on his face.
"W-why did you do that?" She asks, still surprised, her voice way calmer than before.
"To shut you up and calm you down" He chuckled, a smirk still evident.
"I should get mad more often then..." She mumbled, laughing slightly.
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