The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

Gross.

Arielle's PoV

"Where are you?" I shouted down the phone to Noah. Jason was currently holding my phone whilst I drove, in search for Noah. Thank god for Instagram calling.
"What?" Noah asked.
"She asked where are you?" Jason now held the phone closer to him.
"I'm outside the station." Noah answered.
"We're driving around the car park looking for you. You're not here!" I spoke again.
"Park up and I'll come find you." Noah hung up the call, Jason instantly clicking on his profile.
"Dang this son of a bitch is on fire." He gasped, hearting one of his pictures.
I quickly took my eyes off the road ahead, snatching the phone off of him.
"Jason!" I groaned, unliking the picture and stuffing my phone in the side pocket on my door.

We were now parked up in a space right out the front of the train station. Where the heck is he?
"He sure does know how to take his time." I rolled my eyes, turning on the radio.
"We haven't got to be anywhere. It's fine. Have patience, Arielle." Jason chuckled.
"I hate being near him." I folded my arms over my chest, looking out ahead to see the mop of brown curls heading our way.
"Is that him?" Jason asked. I sat up straighter in my seat, my hands gripping the steering wheel.
"Mhm." I mumbled.
"He's hotter than I remember." He drooled. I slapped his chest as Noah opened up the back door.
"Who knew that Arielle Hartman would pick me up from the station." Noah snickered from the back, plugging in his seatbelt.
"I didn't have a choice." I ran a hand through my hair, fixing my rear view mirror and driving off again.
"Seeing as Ari won't do the introducing..." Jason gave me a glare.
"Hi, I'm Jason." Jay turned around in his seat to see Noah.
"Noah." He nodded his head at him.

"So..." I started conversation.
"Your friends ditched you?" I held back a laugh.
"Who told you that?" Noah sounded as though he didn't want me to know.
"I have my ways." I smirked to myself, keeping my eyes glued to the road ahead of me.
Noah scoffed, folding his arms over his chest in a sulk.
"For the record, they didn't ditch me. I walked away."  He mumbled.
"Oh, sure thing." I gave a sarcastic remark.
"I was actually having my way with some chick." He snickered.
"Gross." I mentally heaved.
"It's more than you'll ever get, love." Noah leant forward, placing a hand on my shoulder from behind. I was quick to shrug it off, clenching my jaw.
"You're lucky I haven't thrown you out of this car yet." I groaned.
"I'd like to see you try." Noah laughed.
Just as I was about to slam on my breaks, Jason placed a hand on my thigh, giving me a stern look.
"If we could all get home safely, I'd appreciate that." Jay said. I then realised that I had to calm myself down. Noah wasn't going to make me crash my car... not today anyway.

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"Why do I have to come here?" Noah asked as arrived outside my house.
"Because you can either come in and wait until we go to yours later or you can walk your sorry ass back home." I got out of the car.
"I'd rather walk home." I heard him lightly whisper.
"What was that?" I asked, watching as Jason took my bag from me, digging for the front door key.
"Nothing." Noah shook his head.
"Come on you two." Jason groaned. He must have been tired from our constant bickering all the way home.

Noah was first inside, taking himself to the front room.
I looked at Jason as I walked past, him giving me a strange look.
"I see why you don't like him now." He whispered.
"No, I officially hate him." I corrected him, digging my ringing phone out of my pocket and checking the caller ID.
Jude.

I slid my finger across the screen, pressing the phone to my ear.
"Hello stranger." I smiled, walking into my bedroom. Jason hadn't followed me just yet so I was assuming he was still downstairs.
"Hola señorita." Jude's voice filled my ears.
"How are you doing?" I asked him, kicking off my shoes and climbing onto my bed.
"Great. You?" He questioned.
"You want the truth?" I bit down on my bottom lip.
"No, lie to me." I could hear the sarcasm roll off his tongue.
"Then I'm amazing." I replied. He gave me a little chuckle before clearing his throat.
"What's up?" He asked. Just as I was about to open my mouth to reply, Jason walked in with a bowl of snacks. I swear we never stop eating.
"Can I give you a call back later?" I began.
"It's just, I've got my friend over." I explained.
"Uh, sure." Jude replied.
"Thank you." I licked my dry lips, eyeing up the tray full of food Jason had set on the end of my bed.
"No problem. Sees ya." And with that, the line went dead, signalling that he had hung up.

"Who was that?" Jason asked. I hadn't told him about Jude just yet seeing as we had only really spoken for one night.
"Just a friend." I shrugged my shoulders, patting the space beside me.
"I swear to god..." jay started, jumping beside me and pulling the tray closer to us.
"If you're replacing me then you're not having any of this food." He raised an eyebrow.
"Number 1) this is actually my food and number 2) I'm not replacing you." I giggled, snatching a chocolate biscuit from him.
"I should hope not." He shoved a strawberry into his mouth.
"You know, I feel kind of bad that we've just left Noah sitting downstairs on his own." Jay spoke.
"I don't." I shook my head, swallowing my mouthful.
"You two can't keep this whole 'I hate you' thing up. You're going to be with each other 24/7 soon and you don't want to drive your parents insane." He quirked an eyebrow.
"If he wasn't such a dick, there wouldn't be a problem." I shrugged. It was true.
"And if you weren't so angrily responsive, there also wouldn't be a problem." He smirked.
"Angrily responsive isn't a saying but whatever." I mumbled.