you shouldn't lie || yandere boys x reader

chapter nine: are

a/n: thanks to scar_dvo for editing this
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Key || Side Notes || Information
-Bold- = Author Notes
-Italics- = Character's Thoughts (only used once in awhile)
|| This Story will be told in first person point of view, occasionally switching povs every now and then. Warnings will be shown to help readers that are sensitive to gore and violence. Mature language used||

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"No I don't want just anyone,
I'm loving what I see in front of me,
Don't give a fuck 'bout anyone,
I know what you need, baby, listen to me speak it,"

Noah strummed the guitar, singing the song perfectly.

It was like his live performance was better than his actual internet career. I couldn't help, but fall in love with his voice. He was truly gifted to be self taught like the internet said about him.

"Is that okay?" He asked, resting his arm on the curve of the guitar.

I nodded ferociously, even standing up to clap. This guy was absolutely amazing with his guitar.

Noah let out a small chuckle before placing his guitar down. Oh right, we have a whole project to do.

I grabbed the paper out of my backpack and read through it. These questions were really stupid, but I guess we have to know that. Only five questions and that's all. Though, I wish I can stay longer.

"What's your full name?" I asked, tapping the sheet in my hands.

"Noah Hayes," he answered fast, staring at me blankly.

Well, I guess this will be a fast one.

I wrote his name on my paper and looked up at him with a smile.

"(Your Guy Name) (Last Name)," I informed.

Noah nodded, quickly writing the same thing down on his paper.

I stood up to grab his guitar, sitting down at the same couch from before.

"Mind if I?" I asked, pointing at the wooden guitar.

He shook his head and leaned back into his chair.

"Your whole next album will be about love, right? I mean, that's kind of strange, because you never write these types of songs." I curiously asked, putting my hand in front of the chords and my other on the neck of the guitar.

Noah nodded, looking at my in curiosity.

"Heartbreak or just love in general?" I questioned, tilting my head.

"Love, I never experienced heartbreak," he admits, still with no expression on his face.

Never? Damn, this guy really has everything.

"But you experienced love?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

His face becomes a shade of red, and he looks down at his shoes that probably cost more than my whole house.