Seizures//Noah Schnapp (not complete)

Chapter 17

Heather's POV

It's been a week since i last saw the cast and I've been playing low since then.

On tv all the latest gossip has been about the crash Noah and I were in. The word must have gotten out that the girl Noah crashed with is the new cast member.

Since the leak the cast has been laying low too. I heard that Millie flew back to England and that Gaten was back from Mexico. 

It was late that evening when I was feeling especially depressed when I got a text from Noah.

NoahSchnapple- hey

HouseofHeathers- hi, what's up?

NoahSchnapple- nothing at the moment but maybe if your not busy tomorrow we could meet up somewhere?

Holy shit. Noah wants to hang out with me? I don't know why I'm so shocked by this we really hit it off at dinner last week. I found out the he's never seen Teen Wolf and I kinda freaked out. I told him we had to watch it even if it was at like 1 I'm the mourning.

I had to reply but I have no idea what to text him back. I'm free all week cause I of course have like no friends. I don't have school for another month because the doctor wanted to be sure my head injuries were fully healed before I went back.

HouseofHeathers- ya sure, the coffee shop on river avenue?

I sat there in silence waiting anxiously for him to respond. I looked down at my phone, but I wasn't surprised that he hadn't answered yet. I put my phone down and tried not to worry about it. I'm sure something had just come up right? Well at least that's what I'm telling myself. 

Since I had nothing to do I decided to grab my sketchbook and attempt to draw something, anything. I was having a very hard time concentrating on my art. I can't draw with my left hand and my cast doesn't come off for a long time. I grasped my pencil with my left and hand Let if glide across the page mindlessly, hoping it would turn into some sort of object I could call art. Once I felt like it was finished I looked down.

Of fucking course.

It's exactly what I expected. A bunch of random scribbles. I threw my pencil down and let out a frustrated sigh. Why couldn't I do anything right?

A looked back down at my phone and noticed that while I had been scribbling in my sketchbook the young actor and texted me back.

NoahSchnapple- ya sure

Is 12:30 good for you?

Heather?

HouseofHeathers- oh ya sounds good see you then

Ugg. That was a terrible way to end our conversation. Anyways, it was around five when he first texted me and now it was six. I'd been sitting there for an hour without even realizing that I was starving.

So I went downstairs to see if there was any food left in our house. My mom hadn't gone shopping since Alex had gotten back from his tournament and the was a week ago.

I opened the fridge and felt a rush of cold air hit me in the face. I shivered as I wasn't wearing a sweater and quickly grabbed the first thing I saw which just happened to be a half eaten Caesar salad.

I quickly slammed the door shut and put the salad on the counter and curse my brother for leaving half of a Caesar in the fridge.

"Sorry about that," someone said from behind me causing me to drop the fork I was getting.

"Holy shit Alex!" I shrieked, putting a hand on my heart as a habit. I always did that when I got scared.

"How are you so quiet?" I muttered, frowning at his amused face. 

He just shrugs and grabs the jug of orange juice out of the fridge. He makes no move to put it down and get a glass.

No. No. He's going to drink it straight from the lid.

Start to shake my head as he put me it to his lips. I let out a frustrated sigh and went to sit on the couch.

I checked my phone again to see if he'd said anything else and was disappointed when I had no messages in my inbox. I guess you could see the disappointment on my face cause the next thing I knew Alex was sitting beside me and asking me what was wrong.

"Why are you so nosy? Nothing's wrong, I'm just waiting for a text but I'm actually not and," I rambled, as I normally did when I was nervous.

"Just tell me," he pressed, lips turning into a soft smile.

"No," I whined, putting my phone down and got back up to grab the salad I'd gotten out earlier. When I sat back down Alex had my phone in his hands and a shocked look on his face.

"Alex you motherfuc-"  I hissed as I reached over the couch to grab my phone but Alex used his long arms to his avantage and put it far out of my reach.

As I ran to the other side of the couch I caught a glimpse of my text messages with Noah. How the fuck does he know my password?

I reached for it again but fell onto the couch instead of grabbing it. Soon enough he was holding it high above my head where my short ass couldn't reach it. And I'm not even that short he's just that much taller than me.

"Alex, give me my phone!" I whined, making him laugh and put it back in my hand.

"So, I Umm read your texts and a boy?" He confessed, raising his eyebrows almost to his hairline.

"No I was texting a fork," I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes. That seemed to shut him up.

Since I now had my salad I decided that I could go upstairs and eat it cause I sure as hell didn't want to be in the same room as this monster who's supposed to be my brother.

As I was swiftly going up the stairs I saw him smirk.

"Good luck with your boy problems then,"

A/n- hey guys, thank you so much for getting me to 1k reads I'm so grateful that y'all have stuck with this story. I know there hasn't been a lot of Noah action but we're getting to that.

Anyways I've been having writers block and I've kinda lots interest in Noah Schnapp and now I just love teen wolf and all the guys in it. I'm sure I'll fall back in love with Noah when season three comes out but I just thought I'd let you know.

Sorry for the slow updates:(

-Maddie