The Road Trip

Day Two

Someone started pounding on the door and I groaned and turned over, smushing my face into the pillow in hopes that I'd drown the noise out. But they continued with the knocking and Noah turned over on the couch, his response muffled.

"Oi, shut the bloody hell up!" he screeched, haphazardly throwing a pillow at the door. Deciding I couldn't go back to sleep at this rate, I got up and opened the door. James and Wren stood in the doorway grinning at me.

"Breakfast closes in two hours" James stated simply. That got Noah to wake up and he ran into the bathroom. I lazily mock saluted both of my friends before shutting the door and turning the T.V on. I turned the volume up so that I wouldn't fall back asleep and have another "sleeping in the car" episode. The SpongeBob SquarePants theme song erupted from the television and I squealed in happiness sitting up against the headrest of the bed.

"WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA" Noah screamed over the sound of running water. I burst out laughing and pulled my phone out so I could record the rest of his solo.

"ABSORBENT AND YELLOW AND POROUS IS HE" he continued and I had to bite back a giggle. I heard the bathroom door open so I quickly turned off my phone and pretended to watch the show. I glanced at Noah and I almost choked on air when I realized he was shirtless. The water dripped down his chest as he tightened his hold on the towel around his waist, pushing his wet hair back, he walked over to the couch and grabbed his clothes before walking back into the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

"Ooooooh god" I muttered, fanning my face and turning back to the TV. This boy is going to give me a heart attack if he's going to look that perfect every time, I thought as Noah opened the door again. He was clad in a snug gray sweater and dark blue jeans as he ruffled through my things to find something.

"May I help you?" I drawled sarcastically, crossing my legs.

"I swear I left my beanie here" He replied, continuing to search for the missing item. He picked up one of my bras and raised his eyebrow at me as he threw it back into the pile. I felt my face flame as I picked up one of the pillows supporting my back and threw it at him. He flinched when it came in contact with his back and he slowly turned around, playfully glaring at me.

"Oh, you're going to get it now" he growled, jumping onto the bed. I shrieked and tried to escape but he grabbed my legs and tugged me towards him. He straddled my stomach as his fingers attacked my sides, me squealing at the top of my lungs. He started laughing hard as he continued tickling me. I tried to push myself up but Noah, noticing this, pinned my arms to the bed. His curls had creeped towards his forehead and his mouth was open, taking in ragged breaths. My shirt had come up a little so that my hips were exposed; my breath hitched when I realized his fingers were suddenly on my waist, lightly squeezing my sides. I looked into his eyes and noticed that they had gotten darker in the past few minutes as he glanced down at my lips. My beating heart picked up the pace as he slowly leaned forward when someone banged on the door.

Noah realized what position he was in and quickly jumped off, muttering sorry and looking through his things for his beanie. Grumbling under my breath, I walked over to the door and opened it. This time it was just Mae and I glared at her as her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

"Something wrong?" she asked. I quickly and very quietly muttered that Noah almost kissed me and her mouth fell open in shock. I'm sorry, she mouthed back and I sighed and told her it was ok.

"Well, come in. Make yourself at home" I told her sarcastically, stepping aside so she could walk past me and into the room. "Nice outfit by the way"

"Thanks. The oh-so great Fletcher helped me pick it out" he explained, rolling her eyes at the mention of her idiot best friend.

"Hey Margaret" Noah grinned, high-fiving her. I chuckled when Mae glared at him for the use of her full name and grabbed my things before walking into the bathroom. I quickly took a shower, letting the warm water loosen my sore muscles. I didn't take too long because I knew that Noah would grow impatient. I brushed my teeth and pulled my hair into a messy side braid before applying a minimal amount of makeup, which in my case was some cherry flavored Chapstick, mascara, eyeliner, and some moisturizer. Noah banged on the door and ordered that I come out or he'd break down the door and take me himself. Last minute, I decided to be a little bold and applied a coat some matte lipstick I had gotten from Wren for my birthday. I opened the door and stepped out, almost bumping into Noah. He looked me up and down and then back to my lips.