Who's Noah?

This Is The Definition Of A Mistake

'You honestly expect me to believe a word you say Noah?'

'No, I just, please don't walk away'

I headed towards the bathroom, hoping the slam the door in his face, and lock it. He stopped me with one arm spinning me around to face him. His eyes were dark and red, the tears were staining his cheeks as they rolled and it honestly kind of hurt yo watch. He was starring at me, right at me, not looking away for a second and I didn't know what to do.

'Noah' I whispered 'you hurt me, like really hurt me' I finished, looking down at my blue boot slippers.

'I know, please just let me make it up to you?' He begged, his pleading eyes gazing into mine looking, searching for any kind of forgiveness hiding in my eyes.

'I can't Noah' pausing, I thought back to all the times I've been screwed over by boys who 'just want to make it up to me' its like the new version of 'its not you its me' and I'm not here for it. At. All.

'Megan please, I made a mistake and I know that. I just want to ma-' I cut him off, not wanting to allow myself to forgive him.

'This' I started, motioning between us with my finger 'is the definition of a mistake, please just leave' I signed, crashing down onto my bed and scrambling around for my phone.

'Please Megan please' he pleaded but I simply motioned my head towards the door. He sighed grabbing his hoodie from the chair and walked out, closing the door gently behind him.

Once I knew he would be far enough away, I let my own tears leave my eyes before quickly wiping them away and trying to carry on with my day. I stood up from my bed and got ready to meet Katie at the beach, she knew I needed to get out so ordered me to meet her there.

I grabbed my beach bag, throwing a towel, sun glasses and everything else into it and headed out the door, locking it behind me, I took a deep breath and prepared to face the world.

The beach was packed, there were so many people, sunbathing, swimming, having bbq's and playing games, it was amazing. There was a spot near the green located behind the beach where I spotted Katie sat on a blanket looking at her phone. I began walking over to her, setting my bag down she looked up at me and smiled.

'We are going on a boat' she stated before I had chance to say anything.

'A boat?' I questioned and she simply nodded in response, standing up and packing her stuff away.

'Come on' she giggled being to walk toward the pier where various boats were waiting for people.

We walked towards a white boat, not huge, but big enough for both of us. It had a huge decking on the front, with cushions on and drinks ready for us. I beamed up at it as Katie helped me get on.

Katie took so many photos of me on that boat and honestly I didn't mind, it was nice for once, to just embrace everything, and just relax after a hella stressful last few days. For the first time, I didn't care what Noah was doing, who he was with or where he was, I just focused on that moment.

When I got home, I posted on Instagram some of the photos that Katie took of me today. I cooked myself some dinner and headed to the sofa to watch a shit tone of TV and chill.