WRONG NUMBER || Noah Centineo AU (1st Book)

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Valerie:

This time i was freaking out about this party. I wanted to look breathtaking I was supposed to see Noah tonight, and i was more nervous than i ever had in my life.

I probably changed my clothes 5 times not finding something that would make me look beautiful and unique, like he had called me many times, i was average i was gonna crush his expectations.

There was a knock on my door and i opened seeing chris in his party clothes, he was picking me up.

"You aren't ready?" He groaned walking inside and collapsing in my bed "You are always ready before me!" He complained

I sighed walking to my closet grabbing another shirt, not sure if it matched with the leggings and boots i had on.

"That looks great" he spoke, probably trying to make me get ready quicker.

"It's not perfect, i can only go if i look perfect" I whined and he rolled his eyes

"Hey. you are a beautiful, hot and smart girl. This guy is lucky he texted you by mistake!" he laughed shaking his head "He should be thankful you are not a dude!"

"I just want him to like me!" i sighed sitting down on the bed biting my lip. not understanding why i was being so nervous about all this.

"He will! cmon, I'll help you find something" He said sitting down next to me and patting my back, for the first time he was not being a jerk about all this.

We both stood up and walked to my closet. Chris looked at my makeup and my bottoms and kept bringing blouses out trying to see how they'd look . WE ended up picking a long sleeve crop top with lacy details. Right before we were going to leave, i picked my favorite necklace, That would be the piece that made me look like me.

"let's go make em crazy!" He exclaimed and we just walked together to the party, it was on campus so it was supposed to be close. But in the end we ended up walking for over 20 minutes

Once we walked in, we saw all of this people on the living room dancing and grinding against each other. It smell like alcohol, cigarretes and weed. Typical college party smell.

I went with chris to the kitchen were they were selling the beer. This time everything was not for free, well, because they wanted to have funds for their fraternity activities.

I grabbed the bottle and drank a little leaning on the door frame looking at the living room. where could Noah possibly be? I looked around at the people, some familiar faces, a lot of strangers, but none of them seemed like a Noah.

I sighed frustrated not even knowing how to start looking for him. I texted him earlier but he didn't answer. He was an organizer for this party so he must have been busy, but how was i supposed to meet with him?

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A/N: SORRY FOR THE FILLEEEEEER!!! Stuff's happening soon