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Noah POV

"Noah! Come on, come on!!" I yelled in his ear.
He shook his head in annoyance, and sniffled loudly.
"Millie... I'm tired."
"Noah its our talk show today!! With Jimmy Fallon? Come on!!"
He opened his hazel eyes slowly and looked me right in the eye. I lost focus for a second.
"Okay. Im going." He said in a 'giving up' voice.
I got up from sitting on the hotel room bed and walked towards the window. Out of all the places I have been, NYC must be one of the best. The soaring skyscrapers, the city vibes... Noah. All of it. But staring through the transparent window, all I could think about was the two of us. Especially what Noah said in his Comicon. "I see it as a friendship, but I don't know." What did he mean by that? What did his "I don't know" mean? And why when I heard him say that, did I suddenly question myself and the way I felt about him before?
I felt Noah touch my shoulder from behind me.
"Millie? Are you alive?" He asked.
I whipped myself around and giggled.
"Yes! Sorry... Are you ready?" I said.
He smiled cutely and nodded.
I took a step back and looked at his outfit. It was a green tux and green pants with a white polo underneath.
He took a chance to look at mine.
My white button down and powerful black tie boots that reached to my knees.
"I think we both are." He said chuckling.
I turned to face the window again.
"Well, looks like we're in luck! The Uber's here!" I said happily.
We walked down the hotel corridor hand in hand. Not that it wasn't normal for us anyway. It was odd today, though. The way his hand felt in mine. It just was, well, new. A different feeling.
But the weirdest thing about it was,
I kind of liked it.
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