The morning light was flooding into the room through a gap in the curtains of the hotel room. I rubbed my eyes and my body began to wake itself up and stretch out, sitting up slightly in bed I noticed Noah's sleeping body next to me and his arm dropped across my waste, I gently moved it and headed to the shower.
Letting the warm water run down my body was an amazing feeling, slightly less amazing was watching all the dirt and glitter from the festival come running out of my hair. I shaved my body and washed my hair before hoping out again and slipping on my outfit for the day and heading back into the hotel room to see Noah sat up speepily in the bed.
He looked over in my direction and smiled before falling back into the bed and patting the space next to him, asking me to join him. I climbed back into the bed and cuddled Noah until he was ready to get up again although I couldn't leave without taking a picture of the cutie that is Noah in the morning.
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Megan_French: 'he looked cute I had to take a picture' - Garret Watts
He groaned as I snapped the picture and walked out. I cooked pancakes and made hot chocolates as I waited for Noah to get his ass out of bed. He soon emerged and ate his fair share of the food.
'So what's the plan?' I asked hinting towards what he had planned for the day.
'Mmm we drive back home?' He questioned and I rolled my eyes and the idea of sitting in the car all day. 'You can come stay at mine for abit?' He questioned and I nodded with a huge smile plastered on my face.
We headed out of the hotel with our bags and loaded them into the back of Noah's jeep. As I jumped into the car I noticed a group of people walking over to us, Katie and the boys. I smiled as they approached and gave Katie a hug.
'Did you two...' She trailed off and I nodded, my cheeks flushing red at the memories of last night.
'Ayyy' she joked punching me in the arm before getting into her own car with the two boys.
'Race you!' Noah screamed at them before speeding off down the roads. I laughed as he turned the music up loudly and rocked out, his head throwing itself all over the place and hands tapping on the steering wheel.
'Mmmmm I'm hungry' I groaned as we passed yet another McDonalds. I heard Noah laughing next to me, causing me to scoul in his direction.
'What!?' I questioned.
'We just ate a shit tonne of pancakes what it wrong with you' he laughed pulling up the car to a convenience store.
'You wore me out, need the energy' I winked before walking off ahead if him. He snuck up behind me, smacking my ass as he caught up with me.
I grabbed the drinks and snacks from the store that I wanted and headed over to the check outs. The man behind the till was too engrossed in his newspapers to realise I was standing there. I coughed gently in an attempt to to get his attention but to no victory. Noah came up behind me, also coughing to try and gain his attention but yet again to no success. In the end I gave up, simply putting the snacks in my bag and placing a £10 on the desk.
'Well he was rude' Noah grunted as we walked to the car again. Suddenly I whipped my head around to the sound of heavy footsteps running towards us, it was my dad, with a knife in one hand and the other a clenched fist.
'RUN' I screamed, grabbing Noah's hand and tugging him with me back to the car.
He knew not to turn around and just run so he did, not letting go of my hand until we got into the car, he quickly started up the engine as my dad came up in front of the front window, pointing the gun I didn't know he had to his head, my hands flew to my mouth as he pulled the trigger, his body falling to the ground and blood squirting everywhere.
'Oh my god' I screamed into my hands, still not looking away from the front of the car where I had just watched my dad take his own life.
Noah, next to me, had his mouth wide open, his body stiff, his eyes also pointing in the sake direction as mine. After what felt like forever my body and brain sprung into action, dialling 999 on my phone I waited for the ambulance to come and the police, when they did it was finally time to tell them everything and I did, the stalking, what he did to Noah, the violence, everything. Noah of course stood by me the whole time, not letting go of my waste as we spoke to the emergency services.
'You can go now Miss, I'm sorry for your loss' the police man spoke as he closed his notebook and removed his hat, bowing his head in a respectful tone.
We walked back to the car and as we sat down, I watched as the paramedics pushed the bed that was holding the body of my father into the ambulance, at that specific moment, a single tear fell from my eye, down my cheek and onto my jeans, leaving a small mark on the dark blue fabric.
'You wanna go back to my place or back to your dorm room?' Noah asked, interrupting the silence that had built up between us as we aimlessly starred out of the windows.
'Your place' I mumbled, still feeling like I was stuck in my own body, unable to talk, walk, feel and or do anything.
Noah's body released a small sigh as he pulled the car out of the carpark and began to drive off down the streets, he turned on the radio and it quietly played music as we drove down the now darkened streets back to Noah's house.
'You know' he started 'I'm thinking about moving'
'Why would you want to do that?' I asked, very little emotions being added to my words.
'I don't know' he groaned, indicating left and turning off down the street to his house.
