It has been a couple of days since Noah and I hung out, but it also has been a couple of days since I heard from Logan. I would reach out to him every now and again but he hasn't been responding to my texts and neither my calls. I have this weird gut feeling that something is up but I can't pinpoint what exactly it is.
Sighing loudly on the couch, I grabbed my laptop placing it on my lap and began to search for a dress for this premiere.
I have been up since 5 am as I completed my morning work out routine. Instead of going back to bed and possibly sleeping, I decided to go food shopping and clean the house before Logan and the crew arrives home tomorrow. So, so far I'm feeling like I have accomplished a lot within a couple of hours.
Without realizing, two had hours passed by. Instead of finding a perfect dress that I need, I ended up getting sidetracked and brought anything that caught my eye.
My phone starts going off and without looking at the caller ID, I picked up.
"Hello, Kiki speaking. How can I help you?" I greet.
"Hey! Miss me?"
"Who is this?" I asked.
"It's your boy Noah" He answers.
"Why hello, what's going on?"
"Be ready in 10 minutes." He instructs.
"Alright, lucky for you I'm ready" I respond.
He laughs on the other end, "See you soon."
As soon as we hung up I rushed upstairs to get changed into something more appealing because currently, I'm just in a baggy top and sweatpants. Searching through my closet I began to pick out an outfit.
"Ah, yes," I said pleased pulling out a pair of black and white striped pants.
To go with this look I chose to go with a plain black spaghetti strap crop top with black and white converses.
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I hear a car horn go off from outside, I rush over to my window to see Noah tapping away to the beat of the song that he is playing. I grabbed my bag and ran downstair to his car.
He beams his bright smile my way as I climbed in.
"Looking good" He compliments.
"Why thank you!" I say putting my seat belt on, "We unintendingly matched today." I referred to him wearing a plain white top with black ripped jeans.
"I was about to say the exact same thing." He laughs reversing out.
"Just means we have the same taste." I smiled at him, "So what exactly are we doing?" I asked.
