"Elle, I promise it wasn't like that," Noah called from outside the bathroom door.
I stared at myself in the mirror as my eyes puffed up and took on a red tint. Tears continued to run down my face.
How could I be so naive? Of course he cheated. How could I have even contemplated it for one second? Being the way that he is, I should've thought about it sooner and called it off completely.
Would I be able to get over him? No, of course not. But I definitely wanted to. I wouldn't open the door. Doing that meant I would see his face. And I can't help the way I feel when I see him. I love him. And the first step to not loving him is not talking to him or seeing him.
"Please, Elle. Just let me in," Noah begged, "Let me explain."
I rolled my eyes and wiped the tears from under my eyes. I kept telling myself in my head: if I ignored him long enough, maybe he would just go away.
Wrong.
"Elle, please. I'm sorry," he said.
I hate this feeling. This giddy, undeniable feeling. It was almost like he knew what he was doing. He knew he was making me feel this way. I hate him.
I took a deep breath and opened the door. I tentatively looked at him for a moment. There were tears even in his eyes. Tears welled up in my eyes, once again.
"Okay, explain," I sniffled and swallowed the lump in my throat.
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He stood in the door frame of his bedroom as I dried myself off with a towel. After I was done, I threw the towel on his bed and he handed me a shirt. I threw it on as I looked at him. His head was facing the floor. It was visible that he was trying to formulate words. I crossed my arms and shifted my weight onto one leg. He began to speak"There had been this girl Emma. She was in my psychology course, constantly eying me," he started, "I tried so hard to avoid her. But all the douche bags kept pushing me to ask her out. I would say no every time, thinking about you. But they never understood it. Later, I found out she was a cheerleader, and me being on the football team, rumors started."
I interrupted him, "Were they rumors though, Noah?"
He nodded, looking into my eyes, "Yes, they were nothing more than rumors. Anyways, there was his huge party that everyone was going to. So, obviously, I went. Emma and all of her friends were there. She started throwing herself on me and I constantly tried to get her to stop, but she was black out drunk."
I cringed, knowing where the story was going. He was going to say that they hooked up. There was no doubt in my mind that's what happened.
He continued, "She ended up passing out, and everyone else was so drunk that they didn't notice. Me being the only one who was sober, I took her back to my dorm to make sure she wasn't taken advantage of or something. She was completely unconscious and we never did anything."
I was confused, "Wait, so how did people get the impression that you did something with her?"
"Well it's obvious, Elle. I took her back to my place after a party full of intoxicated college students. Why do you think people got that impression?" He paused, "I would never, ever even lay my eyes on another girl. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."
It felt like a lie—but I opted not to say anything.
I grinned, not being able to tell if I was faking or not. My arms dropped to my sides. My whole body felt warm, and there was no doubt my cheeks were red.
He walked closer to me. I felt myself forget how to breathe. Why was I so nervous all of the sudden? He caressed my cheeks, staring into my eyes.
"I love you, Elle," he said.
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-THIS IS A VERYYYY SHORT CHAPTER, I KNOW!!!! But a lottttt of tea will be coming soon for this story. I'm so so so so sorry it took me so long school has just been so hectic and I've been having a really hard time creatively. Writers block has been really intense lately, so again, I'm sorry.
But... more chapters WILL be coming and theres gonna be a lot you will NEVER see coming.
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endless goodbyes. (discontinued)
FanfictionElle and Noah haven't talked since he left for Harvard. What happens when Noah decides to visit? Based on both The Kissing Booth movie and book. All credit for characters and plot line go to the amazing @bethreekles