Who's Noah?

'slipped up spipped in, whats the difference?'

Noah tapped his fingers on the wheel as he drove, gently humming to the songs that came out of the speakers in his car. I slouched down in my chair and forced myself to look away from the gorgeous man sat next to me although I think he may have noticed me.

'What are you looking at Frenchie?' He mocked my last name, knowing I got called frenchie all the time as a result of the grease character.

'N-nothing' I stammered over my words, not wanting him to think I was some sort of crazy stalker.

'Sure' he chuckled once more, glancing over at me and giving me a rather judgemental face.

We parked up in the car park as near to the restaurant as we could get and there was already floods of people waiting around pointing in different directions looking for Noah. I readjusted my hair and necklace in the mirror and took a deep brwth attempting to calm my nerve's. This would be the first time me and Noah had been out in public since his interview and to say I was nervous is an understatement.

'You look gorgeous stop worrying' Noah signed as I took my time to get myself ready again, I knew he was just as nervous as me but he was just a lot better at hiding it than I was.

We stepped out of the car and for a few moments no one had noticed us until Noah, of course decided that in that moment it would be a great idea to cough, very very loudly. I rolled my eyes at him as the paps and the fans came running towards us, I quickly shielded myself behind him and he slid his hand round his back for me to latch onto.

'NOAH NOAH NOAH CAN I GET A PHOTO'

'OMG NOAH WHERES MEGAN'

'NOAH PLEASE MARRY ME'

I couldn't help but giggle at some of the phrases that I heard from the crowds and Noah's slightly awkward reactions made it even better. I slowly came out from behind him and my eyes were blinded by the flashing lights and I'm sure I probably went slightly deaf as a result of the screams both and Noah and myself.

We walked forward towards the restaurant and made our way in, we were greeted by a tall blonde haired lady who took our coats and directed us to our table in the far corner of the restaurant, it was a nice cozy booth with a low hanging light and a cactus on the table, it was really beautiful. We ordered our food, ate our food and spent hours upon hours just talking and getting to know each other a little more.

After our empty plates were taken away and the bill was paid for ever so kindly by Noah, he pulled out his phone and his face said it all. I took the phone from him and looked at the screen which was packed with photos of us both, interestingly that had made sure we were separate in the photos enabling them to put the caption 'trouble in paradise?' which couldn't he further from the truth.

ENEWS: Megan French and boyfriend Noah Centineo spotted heading out for dinner but is there trouble in paradise for the two who couldn't walk further apart if they trietonight

ENEWS: Noah seemed all too happy as girlfriend Megan French walked ahead of him as they headed to posh London restaurant for dinner tonight.

In the end we gave up on reading the endless captions on various photos and reading the comments instead we walked out of the restaurant hand in hand and determined not to be separated by the mob of people.

We managed to get back to the car and Noah hastily drove out, not really caring who was in his way, he seemed to be more focused on getting home than anything else at that moment.

*** a few hours later ***

'Okokok wait slow down, so you basically just put it in?' I could barely contain my laughter as Noah told the story of his hot dog incident.

'No no no and no you are wrong, it slipped in!' He cried out, getting slightly annoyed at my persistency to irritate him.

'Slipped up slipped in, what's the difference'.

We both laughed at the idea of Noah with a hot dog up his nose 'accidentally' or not it was hilarious.

'So, where do you want me to sleep?' I asked as we pulled up to Noah's house and he got out, walking round to the passenger door and helping me out.

'You can sleep in my bed, I'll sleep in the guest room' Noah replied, the keys to his door rattling around in his hand as he opened the front door. We walked in and the warm air of the house hit me, Noah led me upstairs and opened his bedroom door, it was nice, a huge bed took up most of the room, there was a flat screen TV on the wall in front of the bed, an end suit and a huge walk in wardrobe, it was amazing.

'So where'd you put your bed clothes?' Noah asked returning from the bathroom with just some joggers on and his top wrapped around his neck, holy sweet mother of god his body. After snapped my mind away from the things I'd let Noah do to me, I realized I had left my bed clothes in the car. Noah laughed at me and simple chucked his top at me telling me to sleep in that.

I crawled into the bed and reached over for my phone, Noah was fiddeling with the TV as I scrolled through the endless news stories that had come up about us. There were hundreds of pictures and Noah looked amazing in all of them. As soon as I put my phone down it buzzed with an Instagram notification, I picked it up and my heart skipped a beat...

ncentineo: @meganfrench told me I looked cute...she looked cuter.

ncentineo: told you @meganfrench

This boy.