Surf With Me *Complete*

*7*

Noah's POV

Mom puts down dinner on the table with Elle helping her while I'm already contacting the university about my leave for the whole year to come, It's been going smooth all day.  I finally send in my email and lean back on my chair, putting away my laptop.

"Elle, how's Peter?" I ask out of the blue. 

She stills and narrows her eyes at me. "Peter's fine." She mutters. 

"Tell me about this boy, is he careless? Full of himself?" Dad asks.

Mom goes over and hits him on the shoulder, he widens his eyes at her and shrugs. "I'm asking my daughter a question!"

"Yeah, Trent... a question.." Mom scoffs. 

He shrugs again and goes back to putting food on his plate, Elle gives me a quick glare before clearing her throat. 

"Actually, dad.. mom.. Peter wanted to take me to the movies tomorrow night, if that's alright? It's a friendly outing." 

"Friendly outing!?" I scoff, Elle hits me. "Ouch!" I exclaim. 

She sighs. "Mom!"

"Of course you can go, dad and me would like to meet this boy." She stares at her husband, willing to hit him if he does something wrong.

He sighs and rubs his forehead with his hand. "You can go." 

"Yes!" She shouts.

"There's going to be a curfew." He marks.

She grins. "Of course, dad." 

We continue eating in peace, I look up once in a while to see Elle shyly watching mom and dad. I just frown and clear my throat, three of them turn their attention to me. 

"Something seems off, Elle.. tell me, your surfing's not up to par?" 

She shakes her head and stabs her beef with her fork. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" She asks me. "Upstairs?"

I nod slowly and put down the cutlery. "Come on then." 

She follows me up the stairs to my bedroom, the walls are filled up with posters of god knows what but other than that it's your usual boys room... mostly because I am one. 

"What's up, Elle?" I sit on my bed.

She comes to sit on my bed too and crosses her legs Indian style. "Peter isn't just some friend."

I raise a brow and smirk. "So I was right, he's more than that." 

She shakes her head. "No, I want to be more than that. He's a life-saver, in a way." 

I frown. "What are you saying, Elle. You're confusing the hell out of me.." 

She shyly leans away from me and that causes me to flinch, she's about to tell me something horrible, I just don't want to wait this long for it. 

"Elle." I say seriously.

"Logan, me and my friends went to his party one night when you were in university.. and well, me and him kind of hit it off, I may have had a beer or two, but that was all."

I frown. "Elle, you're 16!"

"It's allowed to drink at 16 in France." She defends.

"We're not in France!" I shoot back.

She rolls her eyes. "Anyway!!! After a beer I must have given Logan a free hit to flirt with me and..." She sighs and a tear rolls down her eyes.

"That son of a bitch." I growl and stand up. "Elle, he raped you!? Tell me he didn't! RIGHT NOW!"

"Keep your voice down!" She whispers angrily and shakes her head. "No.. he didn't, but he could have if Peter hadn't beat him up when he had." 

I pull her into a hug, squeezing her.... If I had just been here then she'd not have gone to that party and she wouldn't have been close to being raped by that asshole.. Oh, Logan's in for a hell of a night!

"Where does that son of a bitch live?" I ask her, grabbing my leather jacket.

"Noah, no." She shakes her head, alarmed and stops me. "He didn't get the chance to do anything. Peter ripped him off me in the best time and saved me from Logan, he took me home and told me to get some damn painkillers.." She smiles shyly. "Since then me and him have been best friends.." 

"Remind me to thank that Peter kid, now where does Logan live?" I don't let down and grab my car keys. "He's not getting away with this." 

"There's no use, Noah. What would that amount to?" 

"Me telling him to back the fuck off." I mutter angrily. 

"Noah." She gives me a stare. "I love you, for being this big macho brother.. but Logan isn't worth a look at... I'm safe because I have Peter... better yet, I have you as my brother. I'm fine, better than fine even, so don't waste your night."

I sigh and run my hand through my hair. "You sure, Elle?" 

She laughs and gives me a short, loving hug. "I love you, Noah." 

I close my eyes and lean my head on hers. "You scared me for a minute there." I whisper, fear in my voice, if anything happened to Elle... I don't even want to think about it.

"Didn't mean to... just had to tell you.. Peter isn't that bad." 

I smile slightly and kiss her head. "Then I'll thank him for it." 

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