urie ! noah s

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i woke up in chloe's room. she was still asleep, snoring just a little bit. i leaned over to check my phone to be surprised by noah flooding my phone with text messages. i had do not disturb on, like usual.

noah💘💫: get upppp

noah💘💫 i wanna see your beautiful face!!!!

noah💘💫: you're like two rooms away from me but i miss you!!

noah💘💫: when you wake up, can you come to my room? i wanna hug you! ❤️ i love you so much lil💫💗

noah💘💫: i'm sorry for spamming you but ik chloe is still sleeping because she's a late sleeper and i can hear her snoring. 😂💗💀

i smiled, and got up.

i walked over to his door, and knocked on it softly.

"noah?" i whispered.

"my cutie!" he whispered back.

i grinned. i was truly lucky to have him.

he got up fast, and wrapped his arms around me tightly.

i hugged him back. he was warm, and comforting.
we pulled away, and he grabbed my hands and looked down at my eyes.
"how'd you sleep?" he asked me.

"good. chloe definitely slept great!" i giggled.

he ushered me to sit down on his bed.

how'd you sleep?" i asked him, referring to him asking first.

"good, knowing i had you." he said.

he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine.

i smiled into the kiss, and then tangled my hands in his soft hair.

he wrapped one arm around my waist, and placed his hand on my cheek.

we pulled away slowly and i hugged him again.

"you wanna go live?" he asked and i smiled.

"you know it."

he unlocked his phone, and went to instagram.

noah smiled and clicked "start live".

we were in front of the camera.

"hey guys!" he said, smiling at his fans.

3,000+ people joined within the minute of it starting.

noah.smilessss: y'all are too cute 😩💓💓

"oh my gosh! thanks!" i sweetly replied to their comment, brushing a piece of my brown hair behind my ear.

noahisbae324: are they dating?

"we are!" noah said,answering their question and then wrapping his arm around my waist, noticeable to everyone watching.

justnoahpics: you guys are seriously the cutest couple ever!! ❤️💫

"definitely!" noah and i laughed a little and he looked at me and smiled,

the next thing you know, we were dancing to
crazy rap music.

noahhh.loveee: crazies!! 🤪🙊
noahandchloetwins: hahahaha!
chloeschnapp: lilyyy why'd you leave for noahhhh!! 😂💗

"ohmygosh! chloe i'm sorry!!" i laughed.

time skip oops

a few hours had passed and now me and my dad were driving home.

"uhh.. dad? what's this?"

"what's what?"

"the milk fic?"

"shit. get out of that right now i'm begging you."

i read it anyways. i'm terrified.

ryan was kneeling in the bathtu-

"i'm done with that shit." i mumbled and clicked out of it fast.

(y'all were asking for it i-)

my dad's fame doesn't really affect me largely, although these weird ass people that make nasty ass fanfictions about him well, it's kinda weird because i'm his daughter. but i can't really do anything about it.

the year he got big was the year i was born, 2005. so ever since i was existing, he's been dealing with two really important things to him. his fans, and me. it's hard because he's always busy usually, but him and i work together to make time to hang out and sing, or just play dumb video games and make fun of the graphics.

"hey lil"  he said as i jolted out of my daydream.
"what's up" i reply.

"wanna play dumb video games and make fun of the graphics with me? the meeting for tonight got rescheduled." read my mind, dad.

"oh you know i do!" i say smiling.

shortly after our little conversation, we pull into a large circle driveway, a flower surrounded water fountain in the middle of it.

my dad guides the car into the garage and shuts off the engine and i step out. i unlock the front door and am welcomed by the happy scent of home again. i missed it.

i walk up the stairs into my bedroom to put my bags from noah and chloe's down, then i walk
back out.

my bedroom walls are painted light purple and the bed has a floral pattern comforter laid upon the flannel sheets. a record player sits on top of a small table to the side of the room and many records cover that wall. i have a white vanity that lights up around the frame of the mirror, medals from singing contests wrapped around the knobs on the sides of it.

dad walks through the door.

"you ready? i found one called 'gang redemption' sounds pretty stupid huh?" he laughs a little at the name.

"sounds real stupid to me." i smile and walk out, shuttling the door behind us.