I woke up in my apartment and my phone was buzzing like mad, it took me a while to adjust to my surroundings but as soon as I did I grabbed my phone and went straight to instagram:
@MeganFrench: 12.4k
Well shit. I guess Noah was right, I began to scroll through the endless pictures of Noah and I walking away and I forced myself to stay away from the comments. I sighed and stood up from bed, taking a minute to stretch out and then hopped into the shower. I let the water run down my naked body for atleast 5 minutes before washing my hair and body.
I went to my lecture, and I'd like to say like normal, but it really wasn't, Blake ran up to me asking millions of questions and with all due respect to him, I didn't know how much Noah wanted people to know so I kept most of it too myself. We went for Starbucks as normal and after we had a stroll around the park on campus. We were talking about our favourite pizza toppings when my phone buzzed.
'I mean pineapple, really Meg-' Blake stopped when he realised I was no longer paying attention to the conversation.
'Go meet him' he honestly read my mind. I smiled up at him and ran toward my car, hopping in I began the short drive to Noah's house. I pulled up to his house and knocked on the door.
Noah opened the door, no shirt, no shows, just shorts and messy hair, my heart swooned abit. I stepped inside and he closed the door with a huff.
'Im so tired of this shit' he groaned and I chuckled a little and sat down next to him on the sofa.
'So' I began, 'I'm booked onto the Jimmy Kimmel show tonight' he paused and scanned my face for a reaction, I simply flashed a cheesy grin and he laughed pulling me in to lay on his chest.
'They want me to tell him about us' I sat up at his words, confused more than anything.
'What about us?' I responded running my hands along his fingers and up his arm.
'That's what I'm trying to figure out, I guess, I don't exactly want to lie on TV but at the same time, if you'd rather i-' I pushed my lips against his in an attempt to shut him up.
His arms rested on my waste as I kissed him and when I pulled away, it felt like I was Lara Jean in the hot tub with him.
'What?' He whispered his face inches away from mine, I smiled and kissed him again, letting our lips move together for longer than they probably should.
'Tell him were together' I blurted out, my hands flying over my mouth, moments after the words left my mouth.
'What?' He almost shreaked. A smile crossing his face as we both began to laugh.
'I said-'
'I heard what you said but tonight...are you sure that's what you want? I mean i might be too sexy for you, off camera' he winked and I blushed.
'I'm sure I'll cope' I giggled kissing him again and jumping off from the sofa.
'Where are you going?' He pouted as I stood over him.
'Mmmm dinner?' I asked with a smirk.
'Where we going?' He followed and I pondered for a moment thinking of all the different places he would have never been to but I could take him to. Finally I settled on Grazianos an itialin restaurant on my campus. He smiled at the idea and dragged me upstairs to help him get ready.
What was happening.
*** later that night ***
I drove home that night and sat on my bed fixated on the TV, I turned on the Jimmy Kimmel show and waited rather impatiently for Noah to come onto the screen. Soon enough he did and the audience went wild. He smiled his usual cheesy grin and he looked amazing but I could see behind his eyes he was nervous and scared, just like I was.
The interview went well, he talked about 'To All The Boys I've Loved Before' and 'Sierra Burgess is a Loser: as well as his early career and what not, its safe to say I learnt a lot more during his interview than I have in the last two weeks I've know him.
Finally Jimmy moved onto the most anticipated question;
'So we've seen you out with a rather pretty girl lately' he paused and Noah began to blush, pulling a funny face and giggeling to himself 'who is she Noah?' He finished and I held my breath as he composed himself.
'She's called Megan, we um, we met through mutual friends and yeah were dating and just gonna see how it goes' I could see him stumbling over his words and the crown cheered again as he concluded the explanation. I smiled at the screen and as the interview ended I fell back onto my bed, giddy with emotion.
I fell asleep that night knowing that my life was unlikely to ever return to normal again and I was oddly OK with that.
