endless goodbyes. (discontinued)

Chapter 6

It was late Saturday night. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my closet, not wanting to even start looking for an outfit for the next day. It had been an hour since I had initially sat down.

The week went by quick. Most likely because I was freaking out for most of it. I couldn't catch a break. It was non-stop panicking. I was really glad that would come to an end.

Well, would it? I still had to deal with the fact that Noah could have been cheating on me the whole time we hadn't been with each other. Was Lee just trying to sabotage my relationship? Maybe he still hated the fact me and Noah were together.

No, Lee would never stoop that low, I told myself. But did he? Was Lee trying to break us up?

No way! I cleared that thought out of my head before it escalated. Lee was my best friend. I knew for a fact he would never do something like that. He's smarter than that. If he was going to break us up, he would have had a more brilliant plan. And he wouldn't ever do that anyways.

So, if he wasn't trying to screw my life up, then what exactly did Noah tell Lee? Or what did Lee overhear?

I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. I checked the time. 9:30 pm. The procrastination continued.

I boosted off the bed and walked to the other side of it. I glanced at my phone, which was plugged in on my nightstand. I hadn't checked it since before I started thinking of outfits in my head.

I picked it up and unplugged it to see a text from Noah. My heart dropped. My eyes slightly widened as I stared at his name on my lock screen. I was scared to even read it.

I finally decided to open it.

I can't wait to see you tomorrow. I have so much to tell you.

I couldn't help but think he cheated. Lee has planted a thought in my mind that wasn't going to leave until I knew it wasn't true. The text wasn't totally reassuring either.

I suddenly felt a wave of anger rush over me. I felt mad. I didn't know what about. I just wanted to throw my phone against a wall.

I set my phone down and practically ran back to the closet. I didn't care anymore. I threw a showy t shirt and a pair of ripped jeans onto my bed. It would due. It wasn't like I was trying to impress him.

I ran back to the other side of the bed and crashed onto it. I fluffed my pillow and shifted my body, attempting to get comfortable.

I eventually fell into a deep sleep.

***

   I woke up practically shaking. I was more nervous than I'd been this whole week leading up to this day.

I looked at the time. It was 10:00 am. My eyes widened. I had slept in. I jumped out of bed and walked over to my outfit.

Of course, I questioned what I had chosen to wear the night before, but I quickly decided just to throw it on. If I hadn't, I would've just sat on my bed for another hour, not even trying to find another outfit.

I grabbed my purse and ran into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. My dad was already in there, reading the newspaper.

"Good morning, dad," I greeted as I grabbed a mug from the cupboard.

"Say hi to Noah for me," I could hear the disapproval in his tone. He hated Noah. He thought he was the worst influence and the worst choice for a first boyfriend.

I always thought what my dad expected of Noah was ignorant and complete bullshit. But the fact that my dad could've been right about him and the fact that Noah may have actually been disloyal made my blood boil.

I'm not sure what or who I was angry with, but I just know that I felt my face go red and hot when my dad said that.

"Yeah, okay," I nodded, trying not to make eye contact. I knew my dad would've been able to tell how I felt. He looked back down to his newspaper.

I poured the fresh, hot coffee into my mug, proceeding to grab the creamer out of the fridge. My dad looked back down at the paper.

"What time are you headin' over there?" He asked before taking a sip from his drink.

I almost rolled my eyes. I felt so annoyed at everything. Maybe it was just the anxiety.

"As soon as I get my coffee," I told him as I put away everything I used to make it.

"Okay," he said, "Well, have fun. I'm gonna be working in the garage, so call if you need something."

I smiled and nodded. I didn't feel like talking to him anymore and I didn't want to give attitude.

I took my drink and purse off the counter and ran to my car. I couldn't be more eager to get to Lee's house.

***

  Lee and I sat in the back seat of June's car on the way to the airport. I didn't talk to Lee much during the car ride. I didn't want to. He made me paranoid and anxious. I still didn't know if what he did was even truthful. It was the worst feeling to be suspicious of the most close person to you.

   Eventually, after a long car ride, we made it to the airport. Now that we were actually there, I didn't know what to do with myself. It didn't even feel real. After panicking for a week straight, I would actually see Noah. I had came up with several different scenarios for what might've gone down.

   We walked into the airport. I took a look around. It was crowded. I knew for a fact I wasn't going to be kissing Noah, not just because I thought he cheated, but also because it'd be awkward to do anything in front of Lee, June and the surrounding crowd.

  We went to the gate Noah would be coming from. It was 12:56 pm. He would be coming out any minute. I was chewing my nails off and rocking back and forth. I probably looked ridiculous.

  "Calm down, Shelly," Lee put his hand on my shoulder. I frowned. I couldn't calm down. I was stressed out of my mind.

   "Lee, I'm freaking out," I told him.

   "Why?" He asked, raising a brow.

   "You know why. If you would've just told me what happened when Noah was at Harvard, I wouldn't be as anxious."

   "I told you: it's not my place to tell."

   I scoffed, "When has that ever stopped you?"

   His eyes slightly widened, "There he is!"

   Him and June ran to Noah while I stayed exactly where I had been standing. I froze. Noah was talking with an employee before hugging June.

   After they talked for about a minute or so, Noah looked at me. He was even more hot than before he left. I didn't know how that was possible.

  When we made eye contact, all my nerves and thoughts left me. I smiled as wide as I ever had. I didn't know how much I missed him until this moment. I forgot how warm and fuzzy he made me feel. I forgot about the butterflies in my stomach and my heart beating out of my chest every time I looked at him. I was still anxious, but in a good way.

   Without hesitation, I ran to him, still with a huge smile on my face. He lifted me off the ground and looked into my eyes. We inched closer and closer until our lips connected. It felt like we were the only two in the room, like no one was watching. I felt so content and so much love.

  We pulled away. He gave me his signature smirk, "Hey, Shelly."

   I smiled back, "Hey, Noah."

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Ughh finally!! That took forever to write.

I made the chapter a bit longer just because I felt bad for not updating for so long.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!! The next one will be coming sooner than this one did just because I had a little bit of writers block, but I think I'm over it now.

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