Chapter 17:
She reached for the door handle, but I stopped her before she had gone out of my car. "Are we ok now? I just don't want you to disappear again"
"Guy, I won't disappear again. I can't promise you that we'll meet everyday of the week, but we will meet again, just ask me and we'll figure something out"
"Can I ask you straight away then?", I said as her eyes locked with mine, and I prayed to God that she would say yes. "Yes sure"
"Noelle, will you go out on a date with me? Maybe on friday?"
Say yes.
"I'd love to, Guy"
A huge smile started to spread all over my face and I kissed her hand. "Then you may go, love"
She stepped out of the car and waved at me as she disappeared into the building. I just sat there without driving home. This girl got me under her spell. Eventually I started driving, but not once did I think of anything else than Noelle. And later that night I still thought of this girl. Was it even possible to think of a girl this much?
It felt so good that she finally was here. That I can talk to her and that I can be with her. Not only did it feel good to have her in the same city as me, but to know what she's doing and to know that she's alive. Only God knows how worried I've been that she had tried to end her life once again, and succeded this time.
And still in the middle of the night, I was awake and thought of Noelle. And without thinking, I sent her a text.
To: Noelle
I'm so happy you said yes. I promise I won't let you down x
She didn't reply to my message, but that night I fell asleep with a huge smile on my face.
I didn't hear from her at all that week, but then friday came. A friday that wouldn't be just any friday, it would be the best day of my life so far. A day that started with a smile on my lips and a funny feeling in my stomach. A day when nothing could bring me down, because on this very day, I would take Noelle out on a date. And I'm not sure when I fell so hard for this girl, but there's no point in denying it, I had fallen for Noelle. I thought of her a lot after we met at our concert, but I think that I actually fell for her when we were at Will's. It felt like I finally met the real Noelle.
I was driving to the studio where the boys were. "What's up Guy? You haven't stopped smiling since we got here!", Will asked when we were eating lunch. As an answer, I just smiled at him. "Guy, come on! Tell us what it is!"
"I, Guy Berryman", I said pointing at my own chest. "have a date tonight"
The other's gasped. "With who?", Chris asked. The other boys looked at him and face palmed. "Chris, you really are stupid. It's Noelle of course", Jonny said.
Chris closed his eyes. "I truly am stupid"
"Yes you are. Now, what are you going to do?", Will asked. I was silent for a moment. "I was thinking about taking her to this restaurant...is that good?"
"If she likes food, then yes"
"Will honestly, who doesn't like food? Now who's the stupid one here?", Chris asked.
"It's still you, Chris", Jonny stated.
Chris gave up and we eventually had to move on to work again. After work I went home to make myself ready. I had texted her when and where we would meet and she had replied and confirmed. While at home I took a nice, refreshing shower and got dressed in a white button up shirt and black jeans. I bet that Noelle will be looking drop dead gorgeous.
I am so much looking forward to this night. To finally sit down with Noelle and just talk, to get to know her better. But the clock was ticking away and it was time for me to leave. It was a windy night tonight.
When the time was fifteen minutes after the time we were supposed to meet I was starting to get worried. But maybe she was just running late and the wind slowed her down a bit. Or maybe she couldn't find the restaurant. The waiter came up to me and asked if I wanted something to drink, but I waved him off. I wanted to wait until Noelle came.
Another fifteen minutes had passed by now and Noelle was still nowhere to be seen. I sent her a text.
To: Noelle
Where are you? I'm waiting inside
A few minutes passed by before she answered.
From: Noelle
I can't do this, I'm sorry
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