Falling - NOAH CENTINEO

ch. 10 | Nightmare

Noah rolled the windows down and the music blasted. I was having so much fun letting the wind flow through my hair that I forgot about everything that had happened today.

I unbuckled my seat beat and sat up in my seat.

"What are you-" Noah started with a small laugh.

I stood up so my torso was outside the top of the jeep.

"Whoo!" I yelled, smiling back down at Noah.

"You're crazy, B." Noah beamed up at me.

I laughed and continued to stand up. The road was nearly empty on the highway beside the ocean. The salty air was cleansing for me and I thrived.

The moon, the music, and Noah were the perfect concoction to my happiness in this moment. I truly felt on top of the world.

Noah wiggled my leg, signaling me to come back down.

I giggled and sat back in my seat, buckling back up.

He laughed and turned the music down. "Hey, you wanna get ice cream?" He asked, pulling into a local shop.

"Of course." I said, in a 'duh' tone.

He laughed and parked in a spot.

We both got out of the car while I struggled to tame my tangled hair.

"Maybe leaving my hair down in the wind wasn't the best idea." I winced, trying to brush out the tangles with my fingers.

"You looked happy though, thats all that matters." Noah smiled at me.

It made me smile that he cared about me like that. Just wanting me to be happy.

We ordered coned ice cream and sat in a small booth. The whole shop had vintage road signs and neon lights every where. It was an instagram models dream.

I sat in the booth, licking my ice cream, when I noticed Noah was staring at me.

"Hmm?" I hummed, my mouth full of ice cream.

"You, uh.. got a little somethin'" He laughed, motioning to his chin.

"Oh my God, where?" I asked, attempting to wipe my face.

He shook his head and laughed quietly.

He reached his thumb out and I leaned in so he could get.

He took my chin with his first fingers and held me still while he wiped my chin.

He stared at me like he was hungry, and not for food.

I relaxed to his touch and let myself watch his dreamy eyes as they stared at my lips.

"Get it?" I asked, snapping out of my fantasies.

He cleared his throat and removed his thumb. "Yeah." He said, retracting his arm.

I smiled and continued licking my cone.

"B, lemme ask you something." He inquired, leaning in close.

"Shoot." I said, nonchalantly.

"Why in the hell did you get with Anthony?" He asked.

I stopped in my tracks.

"Mostly because you told me not to." I said, trying to avoid answering.

He smiled and leaned back in the booth.

"C'mon, tell me. Why did he attract you?"

"Well, I don't know-"

"I do." He said, pointing a finger at me. "You like fixing people."