Falling All Over Again

0.5 | prologue

(one and a bit years ago)

NOAH

CHECKING MY PHONE for the thousandth time tonight as I take the stairs up to the second floor, I look for any missed calls, any unseen texts.

Nothing. Where is she?

I shake my head. What am I doing? It's only been one fucking day since I last heard from her, and I'm turning into some kind of clingy, needy boyfriend.

I look at the last message from her and sigh,

Lo, 20:07

Going to bed now, see you tomorrow Noah.

Getting to the top of the stairs, I just stand there, staring at the wall thinking about us. Where were the witty responses I knew? A fucking smiley face would have even been better than the, 'see you tomorrow, Noah.' And I haven't seen her all day, so when did she think she'd see me if she isn't coming here? This Sunday is just the worst day, not helping that it's Halloween and everyone is even more excited and happy than usual. Not me.

Deep down, I know something is wrong, I just don't want to face it. I don't want it to be the end of us. The distance growing between us has been sitting here heavily for the past couple of weeks. I know something is going on with her, but what?

Finally shaking out of my thoughts, I smile as I pass Emerson's room. She went shopping with Lola last week, and I saw the sexy red dress Lola was trying on. I was hoping to see her in it tonight, but unfortunately, she hasn't made an appearance yet.

We all never went dressed up in the usual Halloween getup, instead, my friends and I opt for suits and dresses. It's a yearly tradition to show up to themed parties, not in theme. Sometimes, we may make an exception.

I know the normal bathroom will be disgusting, filled with vomit, and people coming out after God knows what happening inside. Instead, I opt for the guest bedroom's ensuite that I usually stay in.

Twisting the door handle, I hear the sounds of people inside which only irritates me more than usual. Firstly, they are in my room. Fucking mine. Secondly, I'm already annoyed tonight, and this is just the icing on the cake. I don't think anything at all could not annoy me at this point.

Pushing open the door, I'm shocked at the sight before me. So shocked, I nearly fall over, but steady myself with the doorframe. There is Lola, in her red dress, with some other half-naked guy passionately kissing her neck. I'm frozen to the spot.

I watch the years of friendship, months of dating go straight down the drain. She begins to slip her red dress down. This explains why she's been too 'busy' to text me back. Confrontation can come later, I turn around and slam the door shut behind me, stupid, girly tears springing into my eyes.

Why the fuck did she do this. She knows this is the number one thing I will never, ever tolerate. Walking into the STD infected bathroom, I turn up my nose as I shut and lock the door. Looking down at my phone, I see Lola's name flashing across it. Hitting the red button, I'm surprised at the audacity she has.

Fuck, I can't even imagine facing her at school, sitting with her at lunch, heck, even seeing her. I throw my phone down onto the counter and stare at myself in the mirror. The longer I stare, the angrier I get, which is why I think that pulling my fist back and punching the mirror is a good idea.

I happily watch the blood ooze out of my knuckles, enjoying the physical pain of my skin tearing as I break something else. The physical pain nowhere near matches the emotional pain.

Attempting to pull myself together, but failing to do so, I swing the door back open and stomp down to the bar to pick up the strongest bottle of vodka there. I am going to be in for a long night.

A/N

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