⊰ noah schnapp imagines ⊱

The Norm

Y/n's POV
"Fine then!" I yelled, slamming my bedroom door.

I sobbed, grabbing my phone.

Noah😌💗

noah?

yes beautiful?

can you come pick me up?

omw

My mother stormed into my room.

"Phone," she demanded, holding out her hand.

"One second," I mumbled, deleting the texts between Noah and I.

I handed her my phone.

"You'll get it back when you learn how to behave," she spat before leaving my room.

I sighed, heading to my window.

Leftover tears fell as I waited.

Moments later, Noah's car came into view. He pulled up in front of my house, being careful not to gas it too much so the engine would stay quiet.

The car lights turned off and that was my cue.

I grabbed my backpack filled with necessities, undid the latches on the window, and quietly stepped out.

I didn't worry about falling off of the roof because I have done this countless times.

I climbed down the tree carefully and ran across my front lawn.

I opened up the car door and stepped inside, placing my backpack at my feet.

I turned to Noah and smiled sadly.

"Another fight?" he asked, putting some hair behind my ear.

I nodded, feeling the tears fall down my face. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me in his warm embrace.

"I'm so sorry y/n," he whispered, messing with my hair in a comforting manner.

"Don't be. Its the norm."
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a/n yikessss this one sucked lol oh well, sorry its so short