Breaking The Rules

Chpt. 53

Noah's POV:

Finally after a couple of more days, they let Bree out of the damn hospital.

It was now dark outside, and it was only me and her in her room at her grandparents. Taylor has come to visit more than I expected, but it didn't seem to bother me like it should.

Somehow, Bree manages to know who Taylor is;

She seems to know every fucking one except for me. Damn.

"Can I ask you a question?" She broke out the silence, her head popped up towards mine,

And she more than likely realized that ive been staring at her.

"Yeah?" I asked, my voice sounding croaky, not in a crying way.

She fiddled with her nails, "are you really my boyfriend?" She smirked at me, as if she thinks I'm kidding.

"Well.. We have sort of a complicated relationship." I said, propping myself up onto my elbows.

"We did?" She asked as if she was surprised, "how?"

It took me a minute to think of a good response;

But I've decided to just wing it.

"So, I'm usually a trouble maker, and we are usually always fighting. Somehow though, we always end up making up. Sometimes we fall apart but we manage to pick up the pieces right after." I said, she was really listening to me.

"You know Courtney right?" I asked, needing to know if she remembered her or not.

"Yes." The same sad expression that covers her face every time I bring her up, was formed on her face.

"I'm her brother, Noah-"

"Noah Allen?" She asked, pretending as if she didn't know my name, I've only mentioned it a couple hundred times..

"Noah Allen oh my god."

She said confused.

"I know you," she smiled at me, "you are a senior." Her point of view of me has probably changed..

She didn't say anything after that, she had a confused look on her face.. It didn't seem to go away.

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Bree's POV:

Noah Allen Noah Allen Noah Allen Noah Allen.

How could I fucking forget him, he's like the most popular damn senior. I've had this huge crush on him since lord knows when.

That's it, I'm remembering things by the second.

"I don't understand." I shook my head, "how did me and you end up together? You never talk to me."

Noah's was laid on his back, showing off his toned stomach. Really. Does he have to.

"Thats because you don't remember," there wasn't an expression on his face, it was cold, and I wish I could fix it, "sometimes I think, I desperately wish you would remember what we had, but then again, I don't want you to." He said.

"Why is that?" I scooted closer to him, and he definitely noticed. His unfamiliar smile appeared on his face, I've never really made him smile before. We'll, not that I remember anyhow.

He turned on his side, "I don't want you to remember how much of a screw up I am, all the shit I've put you through, all the stress." He said, avoiding my eyes.

I thought for a quick second, maybe it's best for me not remembering, although I still want to, and I'll never stop trying.

"Uhm." He said, obviously wanting to ask me something, but he's holding it back.

"Ca-n I-" he stopped, he couldn't ask it.

"What is it?" I smiled at him, he blushed, embarrassed of what he was about to say.

"Can I just kiss you? Once?" He asked, and I felt my cheeks go read, along with my heart beat quickening.

It took me a minute to reply before I answered, I brought my lips to his, holding his jawline. He smiled, and it only made me want to kiss him more.

So I did.