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eleanor rose brooks

bundled up tight as it lightly snowed, noah told me about the conversation. he told me everything he had said.

"i hurt someone, i punched someone, made them bleed, and you still can't make the time to yell at me for it."

i held his hand tightly. it was christmas eve morning. it had been a week since the banquet but we hadn't got to talking about everything that happened with him yet. "i wish we could walk in the park every christmas eve while it snowed." i said changing the topic as i saw noah getting lost in his thoughts of it. "who says we can't?" he said looking to me. i began to get lost in what happened. his mother told him that there's nothing she can do about it, but she'll try. she'll try? that bothered me. she understood though, it was her son, her only child. "if we get there, promise we won't be like my parents to our kids." he said quietly. "that's a little far down the road." i giggled. "i'm serious." he said while looking at the ground. i stayed quiet for a bit. "i promise, noah." i smiled. we kept on walking for a bit. suddenly he stopped and turned straight to me. "i don't know why i haven't told you this earlier, i-i just, i love you eleanor." he said. my heart beat fast. "i love you too." i said. it was pure silence between us. noah pulled away from my hand and turned around a went towards the snow. next thing i knew, i was hit with a snowball. noah was laughing and went down to form another one. i turned to go get snow to get him back. i abruptly ran into a person. "so sorry." the person said. "it's oka-" i said as i looked up. it was finn, right in front of me. "hey." finn said almost silently. "how's it going?" he added quietly. i was silent. noah came up and grabbed my hand. "i-i'm good." i said. "well see you later." finn stuttered as he saw noah. he then walked away.