"I hate you Noah." I shifted in the rain, I felt somewhat uncomfortable saying that. It's like something overcame me to say that, even though I know deep down inside that I have feelings for Noah, and it's nothing compared to hate.
Right as the three words spilt out of my mouth, he looked shocked, stunned. His eyes gleamed, filled with sorrow tears falling down the sides of his pink cheeks. I've always heard if a boy cries over you, then it's serious.
But right now, I can't find myself to believe that. Nothing in me can believe that Noah Allen actually likes me, or yet care.
Who is he trying to fool? He doesn't care about me, so why is he doing this to me? Why can't he just ignore me, even though I'm happy he's not.
It's all messed up, and I can't seem to figure this out.
He bit his bottom lip, taking it in by his teeth, he backed up, walking to his car.
"Come on." He said and I listened for once. I was sort of scared of how he reacted to when I said I hated him. He knows I didn't mean that, right? After all the shit I've taken for him, he knows I love him, right?
I opened the door, glancing at him before I hopped in, he didn't bother looking at or even bothering to take in my appearance. Now, I'm really scared. Why is he acting this way? I'm so use to him fighting back, arguing back with me until we solve and work something out. We always come to the conclusion with things fixed and back to normal, but this time seemed different from the other fights.
"I'm taking you home, and don't worry, after that, you won't have to worry about me ever again. I'll stay away from you, just say the words and I'll never talk to you again." He said, his voice lower and raspier than usual. He looked at me, waiting for the words to come out.
I am speechless and hurt.
"Is that what you want, Noah?" I asked, looking out the window to avoid whatever contact was yet to come.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me Breanna!" He stomped on the breaks, it's a damn good thing that I had my seatbelt on, or I would have done been out the window.
The car came to a complete stop, Noah's eyes were locked onto mine, and I was so confused.
I just wanted him to take me home, but I didn't want him to not ever talk to me again. I am kind of confused of how to feel right now, I need to picture myself in his place.
If he publicly dated me, that would cause for hatred on his part, and he would be made fun of. That's like going to school naked, you would be embarrassed.
Wait, is he embarrassed of me?
"Bree, you make me want to pull my hair out! You drive me fucking crazy!" He said pushing his wet hair back, I could help but stare at his features.
"Thanks, Noah." I picked at my fingernails and put my left leg onto the dashboard. He looked at me with red eyes and flaring nostrils, something he does whenever he is mad. His face gets all red, and his nostrils get large, it's oddly cute to me.
"Think about it, think about what I could give you." He said looking into my green eyes, his face regained it's color and he seemed more calmer than he was thirty seconds ago.
"What do you mean?" I didn't know what he was implying towards me. Did he mean money? Because I have enough money, I don't need his help.
"I could give you anything you wanted, except go out with you in public." He looked down and I'm pretty sure and tear left his eye.
"Why not? What would happen if your friends found out about it?" I have no idea why I asked, I already know why..
"Do you know the shit I would get put through? Do you know who the seniors are?" He asked, getting closer and closer towards me.
"Noah, you are the most popular senior.. Nobody would mess with you." I said truthfully. This rule is fucked up, and I'm starting to think it's not about the rule anymore. I'm starting to think that the rule isn't what's keeping us apart.
"Just take me home Noah, we can talk about this later." I rolled my eyes, he smiled at me for no damn reason like he always does.
"Why are you smiling?" I asked, annoyed at him.
"You said 'later'.." He said turning on his engine once again.
He must have thought there wasn't going to be a 'later'
But deep down inside, I know I'm not going to be able to stay away from him.

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Breaking The Rules
RomantizmNoah Allen, I could go on all day about him and all of his perfections. Unfortunately, he doesn't even know my first name. Other than the fact that I'm best friends with his sister, I'm just another piece of sand in the ocean. At my HighSchool, It's...