Fanfiction: Noah Centineo & Lana Condor "To all the boys I've loved before"

Chapter 10 NOAH

After the table-read I had a little Chat with Jerry, screenwriter, as I just watched everyone head out together. Bummed that everyone had left, I went to the bathroom, and heard some giggles coming from a stall nearby. I could hear two girls talking to one another. Although I didn't want to eavesdrop, I could still hear one saying: "He's way too handsome to work with. How can you shoot a romantic scene with him, looking up to him and his freakishly long eyelashes, and not wanna crawl into bed with him?" The other girl just laughed. 

I finished my business, washed my hands and walked out to the corridor, as I saw Lana and Janel leaving the girls' bathroom. They already seemed like real friends. Like they already had a connection, as strong as Wifi. "Hey, Noah, how about you give us a lift home and save the environment by carpooling?", Janel said, as she recognized me. "Sure. Man, I was just about to offer that. Thank you for making me look like a pig", I joked. 

My little sister's baby seat was blocking one of the backseats, so Lana had to get on the passenger seat, as Janel made herself comfortable in the back. It was already dark outside, but it was still warm enough to drive with open windows. "Any music preferences?", I asked, but they both just agreed on me being the DJ. "Show us what hearthrob Noah Centineo listens to", Janel said in a daring voice. As Calvin Harris's song with Dua Lipa (she is one hot albanian girl) was blasting through the speakers, Lana and Janel sang along and made their performances seem extra by some extravagant arm gestures. Even I let loose and sang along with them. As soon as Lana realized that I was singing, too, she gave me one of her infamous smizes.

"This is me", Janel said after we jammed out to "Damn" by Mac Miller and Anderson .Paak. She gave us both a pat on the back, and out she jumped. That left Lana and me to some awkward silence. Her scent was engaging, as her hair was tossed around by the wind. It smelled like vanilla. "You smell good", I just said bluntly, as Lana del Rey was singing about someone being her Daddy.