Wildly in love

(ten)

"Morning." Noah Rogers say as I open my eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, headache."

"Aw." He says, cuddling with me. Oh My God, stop.

"I'm going to the bathroom." I say as I stand up. As soon as I close the door, first thing I spot is that I'm in a T-shirt with panties on. Oh My God, shit, he probably got a boner while sleeping next to me. Fucking Lord, oh my God, so awkward.

Fortunately, I got clothes in my bathroom and I just put them on after I shower.

As soon as I get out from the bathroom, the smell of bacon makes my nostrils happy and I just go downstairs and find Noah Rogers, shirtless, cooking some traditional british breakfast.

"Yes, bacon, oh my God!" I say as I take one piece of bacon, he wouldn't mind.

"Hey!" He says, making me fastly eat the bacon.

"Loser." I say as I finish it.

"Shut up."

"Or what?" I say confidently.

"Or this." He lifts me up and starts kissing my neck and my collarbones.

Oh My God.

Do something.

"OUCH!" He says as I slap him. Fucking molester, eww.

"Oh My God. Sorry not sorry." I say smirking.

"That hurt." He pouts.

"I don't care." I say as I grab my plate and eat. "OH MY GOD THIS IS SCRUMPTIOUS!!!!!!" I say when I take a few bites.

"It was made with love." He mumbles and I just pretend he never said that, like ew go away stop being a corny motherfucker.

***

"IT'S FREEZING!!" I say as I swim into the lake with Noah. It was a beautiful Sunday and we decided we could go for a swim although it was Spring and the water was cold.

"Blah." He says and comes closer to me, dragging me down.

"SHIT!" I say as I get out of the water and cover myself into the towel. "SO FUCKING COLD."

"I know." Noah Rogers says and comes closer to me, so we could both warm eachother. All I could think about is his hand around me and his head on my shoulder. It was cute.

WHAT NO.

DISGUSTING.

IT'S NOT LIKE I LIKE THIS FUCKING PRICK OR SOMETHING.*6

***

When the sun is about to make place for the moon, Noah Rogers and I are going to the lake. He wanted to show me how 'beautiful' the sky is. It is beautiful, I mean I am the one who lives here not him and I see the same image everyday.

He takes my hand and interwines our fingers as we walk towards the lake.

Friends do that. Stop judging, Noah Rogers and I are just friends.

"It is indeed beautiful." I confess, I never go at 7 p.m. to look at the Sun but now, Noah Rogers shows me a wonderful thing, something that Carrie Ann would find it as the most amazing thing in the world, but as she always said "things don't always stay amazing, a second can be amazing, a minute, a hour or a day, but maybe the next second, minute, hour will transform into an awful moment since we're in a land of broken people" it was true, and it is still true. Carrie Ann was a smart ass, I'd gladly tell her everything. She always told me to face my fears, and to live the moment. Just by thinking at it, I realise that...

I'm in love with Noah Rogers.*7

As I try to tell him that, I spot a boat on the lake, it was going away, and it's like the opportunity for me to tell Noah Rogers that I am madly in love with him, I don't want it to fade away. I need Noah Rogers, he changed my whole life. He made me forget that Carrie Ann is dead because he filled the space that she left.

"Hey, Noah." I say facing him. He turns to me and smiles.

"What?" He says, his dimples being visible.

"I'm in love with you." I half cry - half whisper. "I tried to deny it but we got close and you seem that you basically complete me and you make me feel better and you're such a cunt that it makes you cute and I want to -" but before I could say anything, Noah Rogers crashes his lips on mine, pulling me closer to him, him wrapping his hands around my waist, I wrapping my hands around his neck and pulling him into me, and there is no distance between us anymore. We are kissing, kissing passionately, softly and gently. It's crazy but it's amazing. His lips taste of something divine, his hands make me have butterflies in my stomach. Then he asks for entrance, I let him in casually and our tongues start moving into eachother's mouth crazly. I run my hands through his hair, feeling the softness of his skin I crave for more and he does the same. We don't seem to want to pull back, and we're making the kiss hotter and stuffed with passion even more. Our tongues are dancing some brazilian hard dance and we're having sparks everywhere. He then pulls back a bit so our noses will touch and whispers. "I like you too." Then he kisses me again, softly, gently, amazingly. He grabs me and I jump into him so he could kiss me and go to my house. He kisses my neck then my cheeks, my forehead, nose, eyes, everything, all the places he touches being stuffed with passion and lust. We open the door and run upstairs, the lust between us being so big it is wonderful.

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*6 but you do, stop denying it already and oh my God, I sometimes wish I could make you confess to him but since I'm just your inner voice that you can not hear, I'll just make things clear. Katherine is in love with Noah but she doesn't want to admit it. Haha.

*7 Finally! Hallelujah! She finally realised that.