Chapter 7 -Dress Up
After Noah and I devoured our cookie dough ice cream we soon found ourselves sitting outside of my house on the stairs of the front porch.
"I love ice cream," I stared out the front, not even looking at Noah.
"I never said I cared," I heard him say before he started quietly laughing to himself.
I was leaning back with my arms supporting my weight behind me while Noah sat forward. His arms were resting against his thighs which were currently separate from each other. He had a slight arch to his body as he leaned forward, and I was mesmerized by his figure. His back had an almost perfect arch to it and I couldn't help but watch as his muscles flexed and his shoulders moved back and forward. He wasn't a model or anything, but damn he looked good. His positioning was perfect, and I couldn't seem to tear my eyes away. Of course I would never admit any of this to him.
I wasn't prepared for the moment when Noah turned his head towards me, his bright eyes reflecting the dim light outside my house. The porch light was dim and yellow, while it hardly let off any light. However, while I was sitting here under this glow I felt like I could see Noah perfectly; every little crease and scratch, and each of the colours in his beautiful eyes.
"Stop staring at me," Noah's ruff voice said. I was almost afraid we had gone back to those two strangers who had met earlier on. Even though there were some annoying parts of Noah and the way he acted I wouldn't want him to be any other way. I would like to believe we were on the pathway to friendship, and that honestly did excite me.
"I wasn't staring at you," I barked out a laugh. "Plus I was just thinking about how much I hate you."
"Good, because I was just thinking the same thing," Noah said, adding in a quick wink that clearly didn't go unnoticed by me. I liked the stage we were at right now: we didn't hate one another but we weren't quite friends either. He had such strange behavior though; he was grumpy one moment and then flirty the next, and it was getting hard to wrap my head around it.
We sat in silence after that, just staring out at the countryside. It was fairly dark across the road, and I could only see a tiny glimpse of our towns lights below. I could hear the quiet waves of the ocean water as it lapped up against the soft sand below our houses. The wind was still tonight and it was calm out.
It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, but it wasn't completely comfortable either. There was still so much we didn't know about each other, and I still had so many questions I wanted to ask Noah. I knew it wasn't going to be happening anytime soon, so I just enjoyed the silence while I could.
All at once the silence was broken by a car's squeaky breaks. Noah immediately jumped up and looked down at me with a frown. He gripped my arm and yanked me up from my seat, holding tightly and squeezing my arm. Before I could even ask what was going on I was up on my feet and being ushered into my house. After being shoved inside my dark house, and staring up and Noah looking for any signs of what was going on, he continued to push me towards the stairs and eventually I stopped restraining against his push.
"What the hell is going on?" I turned around and glared at Noah.
"Where's your room?" Noah asked, ignoring my question. My eyes widened and I immediately stopped where I was, even though I was already a couple steps up the stairs. I glared right through Noah, sending him a curious, nervous, and pissed off look all at the same time.
"Why the hell are we going to my room?" I asked, pushing gently on his chest and glaring at him. "Stop pushing me around and just tell me what's going on right now."
"My parents just got home next door, so I suggest you stop being a bitch and show me where your room is," Noah hissed, leaning in closer and sending me shivering back against the wall. He could be intimidating when he wanted to, but I ignored his insults and listed as he continued. "It's not like you have anything embarrassing lying around your room, I've already seen in it so you don't need to worry."
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