I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me
I can't breathe but I'm living
-In too deep, Why don't weHe didn't asked me any another questions, after I cried my heart out in front of him and begged him to not talk about this ever again.
We arrived at our street by 2 in the morning, it was pretty late and I don't think I could sleep this late and be on time for school.
Opening the door of his jeep I was about to cross the road when a warm hand captured my wrist,
"If you need anyone I'm here"
I turned back and look at him, a sad smile appearing on my face and I said,
"I know"
I think I found a new friend.
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It's been two months since Noah moved into the neighbourhood, two months since we met, two months since we talked about that night. Conversations happened between us, but we never asked each other any questions about that night. It was long forgotten.
Bullying kind of stop in school for me, Noah stood up for me; seeing him stood up for a person like me, I got this feeling inside me that I can also stand up for myself.
The situation at home didn't change at all. It did change but for worst. Natasha being jealous of the fact that Noah is a friend of mine and doesn't gave a shit about her. That day they're talking about me on Noah's porch. She ultimately thought that I'm sexually attracted to Noah. So the beatings increased, I tried to stood up for myself at home too. But it was worthless, like talking to a wall.
I have to buy more foundation and concealer to conceal my pain, not just physically but mentally too. But I don't think there's any thing to cure mental pain.
Oh well.
Putting a fake smile on my face and acting like nothing happened will work for now. As if anyone cares.
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Someone tapped me on the shoulder when I was basically shoving my books in the locker, I turned to look Noah standing there with his black hair falling on his eyes and sweat lingering his forehead. His eyes shining in amusement and a smile playing on his lips.
How can he look so hot when he is basically showering in his sweat, I look like a boiled potato when I sweat.
"What?" I asked whilst took my books for next class.
"Next week is my birthday."
I turned so fast, I swear I heard some of my bones breaking.
"So?" I asked in excitement.
"There is a party and you're coming?" He smiled at me and silently begging with his eyes, even he knows I'm socially awkward.
"Why didn't you tell me." My shoulders falling in disagreement and a pout making way on my lips.
"Well I'm telling you now."
I raised my eyebrows at him. When he noticed I'm not going to say anything he pouts and shake me while saying 'You have to come'. Can I just die because he is so adorable.
"Ok I will, stop" I said taking his hands from my shoulders. He smiled. The most brightest smile I've ever seen. He is genuinely happy.
Does I mean so much to him?
But our little moment has to be broken by Asher.
"Oh look at the adorable couple in our school" he said while casually leaning besides me. Not close, not too far from me and Noah. His three puppets ohh'ed while he said this, like it's the most amazing thing they've ever heard.
Idiots.
"What do you need Asher?" I asked him raising my eyebrow and turning my body towards him and intentionally moving away from him.
"I noticed that you're talking back to me when the barbie boy arrived in school and pitied you" he smirked and bit his lip trying to control his laughter.
What's so funny?
"I do not pity her Asher, I pity you." Noah replied with such venom in his voice and glared at him.
Whoa, If looks could kill.
"You know what let's don't make a girl come between in us. Friends." Asher thrust his hand forward indicating a handshake. He is into something. He is definitely into something or he wouldn't even spare a glance in Noah's way.
"Sure" Noah said whilst shaking Asher's hand.
Oh boy.
This is bad.
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Teen Fiction"Are you okay?" I smiled up to him and said, "Yes, why wouldn't I be' Everyone ask but no one cared. Or do they?