"What? Why would you think that?" I mumbled to him. Noah just shrugged and sighed. "Lots of my friends are gone." I gulped. "I'm very sorry, but no! I'll never leave you." I said. It was true. I wasn't saying this because he was famous or anything, I wanted to be his friend, no matter what. He smiled. I wanted the best for him, even if he wasn't known all over the world and stuff. Noah got up. "Thanks for talking, Y/N. You are a real one." With that, he left the room.
A real one? What did he mean by arealone? Was it like, a love way or friend way? I couldn't feel my legs, so I tried to sleep again, but the feeling of Noah's silky brunette hair and addicting British accent were trapped in my mind. A real one.. What did he mean? I desperately wanted to find out.
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I heard my alarm go off for the second time. I looked at my clock as the time read '8.46'. I slept in for two hours? I hesitantly got up and rushed to get dressed.
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I was just getting ready for my premiere for the new movie, Terrible Tales Of Tiara. I glossed my lips and painted my nails, along with grabbing my purse and went on my way.
"Bye Noah!" I blew a kiss to him as he waved sadly to me. I felt so bad, he was so innocent and sweet. I sat in the limo and waited.
And now, introducing best for last, Y/N Maine!
I was escorted out of the limo as reporters and fans screeched for my attention. The whole time I waved and smiled, I thought of Noah. I missed him, and my heart ached for his embrace. I blew kisses, greeted fans, but none of the faces looked just as amazing as my best friend's. "Y/N! Here!" I turned back and saw Avery Hill, one of the actresses of my character's friends. "How's my Tiara doing?" Avery asked. Tiara was my movie character. "I'm okay." I replied. Avery could tell something was wrong. "Are you sure?" Avery sighed. I nodded. I was still aching, and I wanted to go home and hug Noah. "Mkay.. If you need me, I'll be at the bar with Bryce." Bryce? And with that, she walked off.
Bryce Gheisar. I forgot he was invited. Who even invited him here? I groaned and went to get interviewed. A fan stopped me in my tracks and pleaded me to sign a photo of myself. I quickly signed it and hurried to take a group photo with the cast.
I was on my way home from a tiring night. It was currently 12.38 pm, and I was exhausted. Why did I think of no one or nothing but Noah? I was too tired to care, so I just went to sleep.
"Y/NNNNN~" "Y/NNN-" "Y/N, get up!"
I snapped back to life. "What?" I repeated. "Calm down, you're okay!" I was reassured that Noah was here and real. I smiled and hugged him. It felt as if I hadn't seen him in years.
