My Godfather is Who?

Chapter 7

I blast Swimming In Ashes, one of my favorite emotional hardcore bands, through my room as I make sure there's nothing in here to embarrass me. Noah should be here any minute. Hopefully things will go by quickly, but that only happens when you're having fun and trust me, this won't be fun.

I hear Alex yell something. I go to turn down the music, but then I hear someone singing along. It's a guy's voice, but not Alex's. I turn to see Noah standing there expectantly. He stops singing and smiles at me awkwardly. I smile back. "You like Swimming in Ashes?" I ask. He nods. "Anything Austin makes, I download, including his new album Can’t Go Home. Although my favorite album is Deep Water." he says. I listen, shocked. He likes the very emo band that my Godfather played bass for, for about a year until The Trapped went big. The two are still very close. "Do you know who the original members were? You know from the album Burning Blue?" I ask, waiting. "Um....Austin Sanders and some Alex guy." he says, trying to remember. I smile. "Reed." I say. He looks at me like I'm crazy. "Alex Reed." I say. "Hey, that's Mustang Dude's name." he says. I roll my eyes. "Do you know where the band originated?" I ask. "Right here in California. I saw them live once." he says proudly. "Yeah. Austin and Alex live in California. Can you guess where Alex lives in California? Does Mustang Dude look familiar?" I ask, hoping this will ring a bell. His eyes grow wide and he flips through pictures on his phone. There are some of Alex and Austin on stage. He zooms in on Alex's face. "HOLY SH-CRAP!" he practically screams catching himself before saying something he shouldn’t. I laugh. "Do you know who The Trapped is?" I ask. "That Heart Break song band, thing." he says, referring to a song they play on the radio a lot. I narrow my eyes at him. I open my laptop and pull up Google. "Look them up." I say. I watch Noah type in The Trapped and go to images. His eyes grow wide again. "Dude look its Mustang Dude!" he says. I laugh and shake my head. "Can we just get started?" I ask. "Yeah, sure." he says pulling out his books.

Alex

I hear the music's volume decrease a little. I reminisce a little as I hear my good friend Austin's voice screams through my Goddaughter's speakers. I'll never get used to that. Calling someone a daughter of any sort. I hear the volume go down a little. They must be working. "HOLY SH-CRAP!" I hear Noah yell. 'What are they studying?' I wonder. I go into the kitchen to decide what to cook for dinner. I'm not in the mood for anything in here so I think I'll order pizza. Yeah, pizza's always a good choice. Noah and Stella will probably work for a while so they'll probably get hungry. I decide to go up and ask what kind of pizza they like. I know Stella's usual is bacon and black olive, but she might not want that.

I knock on the door and then go in. They're both on the floor flipping through books and writing things down. Noah stares at me like I'm crazy....or perhaps he's crazy...or both. "Yes?" Stella says, like she wants me to hurry up and leave. "What do you guys like on your pizza?" I ask. "My usual." Stella says. "Pepperoni." Noah says, steadying his voice. 'What were they up to before I came in?' I push my dirty thoughts aside. "What are you guys working on?" I ask.  "We're writing a paper on how global warming is a natural process, not man made and then making a poster. You see the earth heats and freezes. Man was around during the ice age and will be around for the next. Global heating occurs after freezing, it's a cycle." she explains. All I can think is 'ugh school!’ "Looks like I'm raising a nerd." I say. Stella sticks her tongue out at me. I retaliate with mine. Yep, she’s bringing the kid out of me. "Well, I'll go order the pizza." I say. "You know Austin." I hear Noah whisper. He's still staring at me, unblinkingly. "What?" I ask. "Nothing..." he says looking down. I glance to the door then back at him and leave.

Stella 

I run down stairs to see if the pizza is here yet. I'm STARVING! Alex opens the door as I get to the bottom. He hands the lady the money. "Sure smells good." the woman says. "You too." Alex replies with a wink. "Asshole." she mutters, walking off. When Alex shuts the door I practically fall over laughing. "Shut up!" Alex says like a little kid. "It usually works!" Alex whines. Despite his screw up he still looks completely cool about it. Not one sign of embarrassment. "Noah pizza's here." I call up stares, calming my laughter. "By the way he's obsessed with Swimming In Ashes so if he stares at you than he's probably fangirling on the inside." I inform a smirking Alex. He nods, probably thinking about earlier in my room. Noah comes down, ready to eat. We dig in. Randomly Alex starts singing Swimming in Ashes’ song ‘Bullet With a Kiss’ well at least the part that’s not screaming. I join in and soon Noah does too. We laugh and finish eating. "Are you and Austin still in contact?" Noah asks Alex. Alex nods. "We email each other the things we're working on before it's released to public." Alex replies. "So cool!" Noah says. Alex smiles. "Well....We should get back to work." I say after a while. Noah and I run upstairs to work on our project.

We work a little longer and then just start talking about random things.  Neither of us like talking about our families.  I don't mind talking about Alex, but he's all, anyone else and I get sad.  "It's kind of hot in here, how are you wearing that hoodie?" Noah asks.  "Oh, uh I'm cold. Is it hot in here? Are you trying to make me strip for you or something?" I laugh nervously, hoping he takes the joke and forgets about it.  "You're kind of sweating." he says.  I am, aren't I? Noah keeps a very serious look on his face.  He steps near me and I step back to the wall.  He advances until I have no where to go. Great thinking, Stella. He unzips my hoodie and slides it off, grabbing each wrist. I flinch when his hand touches my left wrist...I'm a righty...He pulls it up and examines my cuts. He looks sad.  "Why?" he whispers, his face looking hurt.  "I...It's just...I.." I mutter. He shakes his head.  "You don't have to say anymore."  he says.  What's that in his eyes? Understanding? Wait, he's wearing a hoodie too!  He pushes his own sleeve up. He's a lefty.  I see the scars on his left forearm. "Noah..." I trail off. "Don't do it again!" I exclaim.  He looks at me.  "I won't if you won't." he finally says.  He pulls me close and hugs me tightly.  "NOAH'S MOM IS HERE!" I hear Alex yell from downstairs. I walk Noah to the door and see a youngish woman with light brown hair and tight clothes.  She has a cigarette in one hand and a fancy purse in the other.  Noah pulls his hood on his head and heads out without saying goodbye. Alex nods and winks at his mom.  He stares at her oversized butt as she walks away.  "Damn, she's hot." he mutters closing the door.  I roll my eyes.  That man and his women. I run back upstairs and think about all that's just happened. Noah? Why? I think about all of the possibilities and fall asleep. 

A/N 

I made Noah a lefty like me :P I wonder if his hand writing sucks like mine....hmmm....well this made me sad to write...they kind of had their little sad secret moment....:/ and yeah I know some people do it on either wrist.  I made it like that because ya know...they use the hand they write with to hold the blade and do it....that's sad...happy thoughts? uh....shit I have nothing. Anyone have kik? I talk to strangers too much don't I? Yeah...ugh I don't like the promise they made! Do you know how many people either I promised/ or was promised the whole "I'll stop if you stop" and then continued? It breaks meh heart :'(....um...BRING ME THE HORIZON OBSESSION. Oli made the top of my list again...I swear I change my obsession every week..."HOLD ME CLOSE DON'T LET GO WATCH ME BURN IN THIS HOSPITAL FOR SOULS!!!"  

~Crystal