winner of 2019 5SOS FANFIC AWARDS : ROMANCE (MATURE)
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"what did you just say to me?" he glares as the class sits on the edge of their seats to watch this scene unfold.
"i said, i don't give a rats ass, is that more clear for you, mr hood?" i spok...
"what's that supposed to mean, clark?" i glared at the university senior.
"it means that you and your new toy of yours are going to get caught." he leaned back in his chair. "first at the party, now an empty coffee shop. bro, you're getting sloppy."
"fuck off clark, no one will know unless you go opening your mouth." i sneered. "besides, there's nothing to know."
"so you're not fucking your student?"
"no."
technically that wasn't a lie.
the only thing that's happened between myself and noelle were a mere exchange of kisses.
really fucking good kisses, i may add.
"y'know, there's that big sick kids banquet tonight." noah says, changing the subject. "i even think your little girl toy and her pet crew are going to be there too."
"enough with the names, clark." i glared. "tell me more about this banquet."
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the banquet was at 7 that night.
in all honesty, i wasn't just going to see noelle.
i was going for noelle.
i knew the death of her brother had taken a great toll on her.
she doesn't have anyone but her friends left, and she deserves so much more than that.
with a level of intelligence like hers, how could she not?
noah said he booked a table, and there is where i sat majority of the night while everyone danced about and ordered food and drinks.
and then her little group walked in, and boy did she look stunning.
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"cal's gone soft i see." noah laughed as i shook off my attention from the gorgeous girl.
"fuck off clark, your snarky remarks are getting old." i rolled my eyes.
"come on, have some fun, let loose a bit." he urges me. "no one's stopping you. and besides, you're much more fun when you're a little bit drunk."
"i'll have a drink, but i'm not getting fucking drunk." i said.
n o e l l e
"ellie, your boyfriend's here." ashton wiggles his eyebrows at me.
"why don't you pay attention to your own girlfriend, 'kay irwin?" i shot back.
"what's up with you?" michael asks. "you've been moody all day."
"yes, and you rambunctious twats all came over and harassed me in my dorm when all i wanted to do was fucking sleep." i whined. "nora, why the hell am i in this goddamn corset? everything fucking hurts."
"oh fuck, it's that time of the month, isn't it?" luke sighed. "alright, i'm making the candy run. everyone pitch in, what's on the list?"
"i want mini starbursts, gummy worms, and italian spring rolls."
"noelle, why the fuck do you want it—"
"go buy me my fucking spring rolls." i glared.
"yes ma'am." luke salutes. "anything else?"
"pop tarts!" michael and nora shout at the same time.
"ash?" luke asks.
"i just want some coffee, but grab me an oreo snack pack or something." ashton shrugs. "what?"
"you always want coffee." nora rolls her eyes. "don't make me sick of one of the things i love."
"we all go out for coffee and ellie doesn't even order any!" ashton's whines. "and you're judging me!?"
"no, we're telling you that you have a problem and need help, serious help." michael held ashton's shoulder. "it's okay to admit it, bud."
