Breaking The Rules

Chpt. 26

Bree's POV:

Noah and I got ready to go out to eat, and to have a nice time. It's sad to say that I'm wearing one of Courtney's tops, but Noah suggested it. I know Courtney wouldn't mind.

"I remember that shirt." He smiled, looking at me. He looked amazing. His blue polo brought out his blue eyes, and his kaki pants were just.. Oh my. I love it when boys wear kakis.

His hair was a little bit messier, but it looked great. I loved it when it was just a little messy, where it doesn't look trashy.

"You look good." I said fixing the collar on his polo, he grabbed my waist and pulled me into his chest. I'm confused at what we are. He treats me like I'm his girlfriend, by kissing me, spinning the night with me, taking me out to dinner, etc.

"I'm happy that you're here." He said into my ear, making me hug him tighter. He kissed my forehead, making me wonder. What's going to happen when school starts back? Am I gonna be just a nobody to him? Will he even talk to me? Or look at me?

I'm not going to bother asking, when time comes, I will find out.

I released myself from his hold and grabbed my purse. He glanced at me before walking out. He opened the car door for me, being the gentlemen that he is.

We are having to go to a restaurant that's out of town, where no one that we know will see us. It's only for the best, and I know that Noah can't risk getting caught hanging out with me.

We didn't talk to the whole ride there. I have no idea where exactly we are going, because Noah said it was a surprise.

Whenever we arrived, he opened my door and escorted me into the restaurant known to be Apple Bees.

"Really, Noah?" I laughed at his choice of dinner. The smallest thing make me like him ten times more.

"Do you like apple bees?" He said with a worried look on his face, making my smile wide.

"Love." I said as he grabbed my hand and took me in. Not many people were here, thank god. We sat a booth and ordered our drinks and food.

"What are we?" I asked, I feel scared to ask. There is something in me that's dying to know.

I feel like I'm always just gonna be 'that girl' to him. I bet he treats all kinds of girls like this..

"I'm graduating this year." He said, leaving me confused. What does it matter that he is graduating?

"Meaning, once I graduate, the rules don't matter anymore." He said making me realize that. I smiled to myself.

"So what? You aren't going to talk to me until next year?" I asked, my smile faded. Unless he hides me, and I'm not the type of girl that likes to hide from that. I feel like the boy is ashamed of me, and I don't like feeling that way.

"No no.. I'm talking to you now aren't I?" He asked me.

Just because he is talking to me now, doesn't mean it's going to be like that in a week or two..

"Yeah, until school starts back, then what's going to happen?" I asked question after question, I don't know where this confidence is coming from, but I've come to be very fond of it. I feel like I'm standing up to his level.

"Bree, you know how I feel about you." He said, grabbing my hand across the table, I yanked my hand away from his and placed it into my pocket.

"No." I whispered and shook my head, "I don't know.. how you feel.. about me. You've told me that you liked me, but you've probably told that to tons of other girls. You more than likely didn't mean it. I don't really know how I'm suppose to feel about this right. I feel like you just want me here because I help you with Courtney..

"That's the point! You help me, you help me like no one else can, and I've come to like you a lot over the past few days! Bree, whenever school starts back, I don't know what will happen, I'm being honest with you. I haven't really thought about that much.. I don't really want to because I hate thinking about the thought of not talking to because of what people think.." He said, spilling the words right out from his mouth.

"I have a question for you." I swallowed my adrenaline.

"Ask it." He softly demanded it.

I'm quite nervous to ask him, but I'm very curious. I'm not trying to suck up to him, or fish for complements..

"How come, out of all the senior girls, you like me?" I asked, propping my elbows up onto the table.

"Do you know the senior girls? Have you met them before? You are nothing like them."

"Exactly, I'm nothing like them. They are so-"

"They are so what?" He interrupted me, "snobby? Preppy? Yes, they are. That's exactly why you are nothing like them. You are so down to earth and you don't care about what others think of you. You are so smart and outgoing, Bree. I rather live in a box before I even hangout with any of the senior girls." He chuckled, making my face red. What he just said increased my self esteem.

I couldn't find the words to say thank you, so I just sat there awkwardly fiddling with my fingers.

He grabbed my hand, I didn't pull away this time.

"Now can we finish this night with a happy ending?" He smiled at me.