Her Eyes.

Chapter 7

Noah's POV

I wasn't a big fan of parties, I know shocker right. I'm pretty sure I sound like a hypocrite right now. I went because as Luke would put it in his own words 'living a little'. I've never really understood why people got so hyped up about them. I mean it's just drunk teenagers being immature for one night. Forgetting thier problems and running from them, just for one night.

We all have problems. Some of us have the strength to face them and most of us run away from them. No matter the age there will always be something you're facing or running from. Maybe that's why people drink. They drink to forget. But drowning yourself in alcohol is never the solution.

That's what teenagers do. Live in the moment. Drink, because for that moment you forget the pain and your problems. No matter how much you try to forget, those problems and the pain will always be there. It's up to you if you want to face them and heal or run away and let them ruin you.

As we got out of the car, you could already see red cups and bottles of beer on the front lawn. Katlyns house was quite huge and spacious. Nothing I'm not used to anyway, I wondered if her parents knew about this party.

The music was blasting throughout the whole house and teenagers were scattered everywhere. Literally I swear I just saw someone dancing on the rooftop. We entered the house and of course you'd see the usual body grinding, half naked girls, horny teenagers and wasted souls.

Luke and Jake had already left my side to go and do God knows what. I decided to go to the kitchen and get myself a drink. There were different kinds of alcoholic drinks on the large island and lucky for me I found a can of Pepsi. Since I was the designated driver it was best not to drink.

I retreated back to the living room which was the dance floor and watched as everyone danced. Everyone looked so carefree, like there was no problem in the world. Couples were making out, sucking at each others faces like they needed each other to breath.

Some were slumped against the walls and chairs and others sprawled on the floor passed out. Every party had different types of people. Like the party animals, to the ones who partied to forget, the ones who came becuase their friends pressured them. The ones who wanted to look cool and fit in, and the tranquil ones.

Each and every one of them have their own escapes. Most teenagers turned to alcohol and drugs as an escape. It was as if they believed it would take thier problems away. Like they'd wake up the next morning and everything would be okay. That was foolish hope. Nothing would change. All they'll be doing is destroying themselves.

I never really enjoyed parties, so I left like I always did. Sending a quick text to Luke 'cause I'm pretty sure Jake lost his phone by now, I left. I just drove not knowing where to go or what to do. An idea popped into my mind and even though it was risky, it was worth a try.

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Anna's POV

My day was just normal and depressing as usual. Getting a latte in the afternoon ealier from the café a few blocks away and just reading books in my room. My mom was out with a few of her friends while Miles was sleeping over at a friend's house. It was peaceful but still quite and lonley. Not like I minded anyway.

Sometimes I didn't like being alone because it gave me time. And time meant thinking, thinking meant overthinking. It then led to having anxiety and depression. It allowed my demons to take full control of me. To give in becuase of my weaknesses and let them consume me.

I was brought out of my thoughts when my phoned beeped signaling that it was a text message from someone. Unlocking my phone, all I saw was an unkown number.

Unkown
- open the door

My heart started beating tenfolds as I couldn't think of who it could be. What if it was a stalker or even worse a serial killer. I should seriously stop watching horror movies.

I walked downstairs slowly and quickly went into the kitchen and grabbed the quickest weapon I could reach for and stood by the front door. After mastering the only courage I had left and opened the door. I hit the person with the weapon I had a few times till they grabbed my wrist. I was panicking, my heart was beating hard against my chest threatening to burst out. I didn't look at them in the eyes since I was screaming hysterically.

"Anna."

After hearing my name I looked up and was met with hazel eyes. Shocked, I just stood there not believing what I was seeing. It couldn't be. I can't be him.

"It's Noah." He said calmy. A wave of relief passed through me as I was brought back to earth. It was just Noah. Wait...What?

"What are you doing here?" I asked really confused to why he was here.

"Why did you just attack me with a wooden spoon?" He asked his eyes looking amused. That's when I realised the quickest weapon I grabbed was a spoon. Face palming myself, I was embarrassed by my actions.

"I'm really sorry, I thought it was some stalker or serial killer coming to get me." I said hopping I didn't sound absurd.

"It's okay, can I come in?" He asked, chuckling a bit.

"U-Uh S-Sure." I stuttered trying hard to not mess up. I stepped aside so he could get in and closed the door behind me. I walked infront of him and led him to the living room. I motioned for him to take a seat by the couch and took one opposite him.

"Sorry to come uninvited, I was in the neighborhood and thought about paying a visit to a friend." He said nervously rubbing the back of his neck. I think it was a habit he grew onto. His last word shook me little leaving me speechless. Friend.

"That's fine, I was alone anyway." I don't know why I even said that. I didn't want him to know I was a loner.

"Good, let's have some fun." He said excitedly. Since I didn't mind the company and he wanted to have 'fun' I ran upstairs quickly to the storage room. Bringing out a few board games and video games I went back downstairs to the living room. I placed everything on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to get snacks.

After getting everything I sat down and watched as Noah observed the games. He looked so nonchalant as he stood there, almost content about everything. But there seemed to be something holding him back, keeping him from doing more. I wondered what was his story. I never believed in having a easy going life, that was all lies. Maybe one day I'd know.

The whole night we talked about random things that we both enjoyed. Being with Noah was quite different in a good way. Talking to him felt right not like I was forced too. He made it seem as if everything would be okay, that I could find peace. I liked it, I felt alive and forgot about my demons for once.

After bidding my goodbyes to Noah I made sure to lock the door and went upstairs to my room. I've always slept with the lights on, no matter what. Yes I'm scared of the darkness even though I live in it. I've always been scared of what's in the darkness, feared it my whole life.

Spending time with Noah put me at ease and calmed by fears. I felt safe and comfortable with being alone now. After setting my alarm, I closed my eyes and slept with only one thought in my mind.

Healing Will Come.

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Sorry for the delay guys. Something came up and It distracted me a bit. One of my moms close friend commited suicide last night. Life is really rough no matter the age. Everything Will Be Alright.

Love you guys.