The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

So, whos the lucky guy?

Arielle's PoV

"Good morning." I grinned at the breakfast table as I saw a sleepy Noah walking in. It was about half ten in the morning and I needed to leave in ten minutes for work.
"Hi." He mumbled, lazily walking over to me and instantly wrapping his arms around me from behind. I smiled, taking a sip from my orange juice before turning around in the spinning chair and cupping his face in my hands.
"Nice sleep?" I asked, my thumbs brushing over his cheeks.
"I hardly slept. I'm too excited about the holiday." He cracked a small laugh.
"Cute." I giggled, ruffling up his already messy curls.
"Are they home?" He whispered, incase our parents hadn't left for work yet.
"Nope. It's just you and I." I smiled, pulling him closer to me, wrapping my legs around his waist whilst my arms hung over his shoulders.
"Perfect." He smirked, leaning forward and connecting our lips, the fresh taste of toothpaste on his. He must have just brushed his teeth before coming down here.
I pulled back, pecking his nose before jumping down off of the stool and placing my drink in the dishwasher.

"I'm going to have to head off." I frowned, watching as Noah flicked on the kettle.
"Not if I don't let you." He sent me a playful grin, running towards me and picking me up off of the ground, flinging me over his shoulder before he charged to what I was presuming to be the living room.
I laughed loudly, smacking his bum in the process.
Before I knew it, I was thrown down to the sofa, Noah's body hovering over my own.
"Now you can't leave." He wiggled his eyebrows.
"I have to." I ran my hands up his bare chest, feeling his breath hitch on my cheek. He placed a soft kiss on it before peppering kisses along my jawline.
"Noah." I laughed, attempting to push his body off of mine but he was just too strong.
I grabbed his head in my hands before he had the chance to kiss my neck, knowing that it was my weak spot, and I looked at the little pout on his lips.
"I have to go." I gave him a stern look. I knew that if I continued to play about with him, he'd continue to do so with me. He's like a big child really.
"I know." He lowered his head, leaving one last lingering kiss on my lips before standing up and helping me up.

Once I was standing, I walked out to the hallway, fixing my appearance in the mirror and grabbing my bag.
"I'll see you later." I turned around, seeing Noah hovering by the front door.
"You will." He nodded his head, taking my face in his hands and giving me another kiss. Damn, this boy sure knew how to keep a girl on his heels. I'd be lying to you if I said that I wasn't falling for him because boy, did I know it.

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I've been restocking clothes on their rails for about an hour and a half now. I wanted nothing but for Jason to bring his ass in here now and entertain me.
What really surprised me in here was that no one really cared what I was doing. I thought that I'd get in trouble or at least a warning for talking to Jason whilst I do my work but no one had seemed to notice. If they had, they hadn't said anything which I was thankful for.

"Ayo, up top!" The sound of my best friend filled my ears. As I turned around, an item of clothing was tossed in my direction, covering my face. I jumped, pulling it away and seeing Jason who was on the floor in fits of laughter.
"I get you every time." He laughed, standing up and pulling me in for a hug. It was true. Every time Jason comes in here, he throws some sort of clothing at me and I'm always unlucky, meaning that I don't catch them.
"You're an ass." I giggled, pulling back from the hug and hanging up the clothes.
"Anyways, What did you need to tell me?" I asked him, already growing impatient. I loved to know all of his gossip, just like how he liked to know mine.
"Oh tha-" he started before he caught sight of something on me, his eyes going wide. I squealed, brushing at my neck where he was staring thinking that I had a spider but he grabbed my hand, keeping me still.
"Is that a hickey?" He gasped, pointing at something on my neck. Shit...
"Where?" I asked, pulling my hands away from his grip and rushing over to one of the store mirrors.
There it was, sitting perfectly on my collar bone. How did I not think about covering that up? I didn't even see it myself. Bloody Noah.
"So, who's the lucky guy?" Jason snickered, folding his arms over his chest as he smirked.
"Nobody." I shook my head. I was not telling him that it was Noah.
"Mhm, sure." He rolled his eyes, watching as I began to hang more stuff up.
"I can read you like a book, Arielle. You've been seeing someone." A small smile was creeping it's way upon Jason's face.
"Who is it?" He questioned.
"Just some guy. It's no big deal." I shook my head frantically.
"Do I not get to know?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"Oh my god, is it someone who works here?!" He exclaimed, lowering his voice incase anyone heard.
"No. God no." I laughed.
"It's just someone I've been seeing for a few days. That's all." I added.
"Enough about me and back to you. What were you going to say?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"Fine. You know that Brandon guy I was talking to?" Jason asked. I nodded my head.
"Isn't that the straight guy?" I questioned.
"Yeah... about that, he's not straight. We've been dating for a month already." He spoke. I choked on air, my eyebrows raised.
"And you didn't tell me?!" I gasped.
"I didn't want to say anything until I knew we were somewhat serious." Jason shook his head.
"He told me he loved me last night." He added with a grin. I wasn't mad at him. Hell, I had my secrets too and there was no way I'd tell Jason about Noah and I anytime soon.
"He did?" I asked, smiling.
"Yeah, He was hella cute about it. Took me up to a roof terrace and told me." He said.
"That's so sweet." I cooed. I was happy for him.
"Did you say it back?" I asked.
"Not yet." He shook his head.
"I don't want him to think that I'm only saying it because he did. I want to make it as special for him as he did for me, you know?" He replied.
"That's fair enough." I shrugged my shoulders, my manager catching my attention. He was making his way over here.
"You might want to go." I tried not to move my lips.
"Why?" Jason asked.
Before I could get the chance to reply, Jim, my manager had already appeared by Jason's side.
"I hope you're working, Arielle." Jim gave me a stern look, Jason jumping, not knowing that he had just suddenly appeared.
"Sorry, it's my fault." Jason said, turning to Jim.
"I'm Jason." He held his hand out in front of him.
"And I don't care. Back to work, Arielle." Jim glared at us before walking off again.

That was the first time I had been caught talking to Jason at work. Oops.
"I should leave you to it, I wouldn't want to get you in trouble." Jason laughed.
"Sure. I'll message you later." I nodded my head.
"Ok. Bye Felicia." He waved, walking off.
"Bye!" I shouted after him.

Right, back to actually working. Ugh.