The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

Can i wear your shirt?

Arielles PoV

"I might go into a food coma, you know." Noah groaned, falling down to the sofa and grabbing his stomach. He had eaten the most tonight, I've never seen someone eat as much as he had.
I giggled, dropping down to the sofa opposite him as our parents looked among us shaking their heads.
"So we've got an alcoholic and a foodie on our hands." My dad joked.
"Hey! I am not drunk." I pouted.
"The slur of your words says otherwise." Kelly laughed.
"Totally sober." I stood up, instantly falling back down to the sofa.
"Mhm." My dad rolled his eyes playfully before sitting down beside me. I snuggled into his side and smiled. I haven't had a hug like this from my dad in a while, I miss it.
"Move over, slug" Kelly gestured a hand at her son so she could sit down next to him. Noah huffed, sitting up and letting out a big burp.
"Gross." I grimaced and he just sent me a small smirk.

Dad had put the tv on and not too long after, I felt my eyes get heavy and I fell into a little slumber.

The next thing I knew I was woken up by someone scooping me up bridal style and carrying me to another room in the villa. I breathed in, instantly relaxing when I realised it was Noah. He always smells so good. Mmmm.
"You smile nice." I titled my head back a little to look up at him.
"Ive had it for ages." He chuckled, kicking a door open carefully with his foot.
"You should wear it more often." I closed my eyes again, snuggling into his chest.
"I would if it wasn't so expensive." He laughed, gently placing me down on the edge of a bed.
I sat there, looking up at him with a smile.
"How's your stomach?" I asked, giving it a little poke to which he pulled back, laughing.
"Not so full anymore. How drunk are you still?" He quirked an eyebrow, slipping off his shoes and beginning to unbutton his shirt.
"Pretty." I grinned, biting down on my bottom lip as his shirt slid off his body and onto the floor.

He turned around to look at me, his toned body looking as good as ever.
"Come on, let's get these off." He said gently, kneeling down in front of me, taking my feet and helping slide off my shoes. He placed them neatly by my suitcase before grabbing my hands and pulling me up to standing.
"Can I wear your shirt?" I asked him, pointing to the white shirt that he was once wearing.
"My shirt? Sure." He nodded, picking up the shirt and handing it to me.
"Thank you." I grinned widely, pecking his cheek before I started to undress. I watched him awkwardly turn around and I frowned. He'd seen it all before, why's he only now being weird? Ha weirdo.

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Noah's PoV

My eyes widened as Arielle began to strip, her hands fumbling with the straps on the dress. I scratched the back of my head, turning on my heel, looking at the random paintings on the wall. I couldn't watch her undress because it gets me feeling things and she's drunk... i wouldn't want to take advantage of her tonight, that's not nice at all.

"You can look now." The soft voice of my girlfriends filled my ears. I turned back around, her fingers struggling to do up the last button.
"Here." I stepped forward, replacing her hands with my own and buttoning up the shirt for her. She looked cute in my clothes. They were just way too big for her petite frame. It was adorable.
I leant down, my forehead resting upon her own and I looked into her deep brown eyes. I was in love with this girl and I wanted to tell her then and there but I just couldn't. She has me captivated and believe me when I tell you this, no one has ever made me feel as good as she does. Arielle is one of a kind and I'm lucky she came into my life.

"I'm tired." She spoke, barely a whisper. I pulled back, my hands rubbing her arms up and down.
"Sleep, my little one." I pecked her forehead, watching as she turned around and got into the single bed, snuggling up in the covers.
"Are you coming to join me?" She asked, a glint of hope in her voice.
"I will do in a bit, I might get some air." I ran a hand through my hair, watching as she nodded.
"Can I at least get a smooch?" She giggled, puckering her lips. I laughed, shaking my head playfully and bending down, connecting our lips.

Every time I kiss this girl, there's this certain spark that I've never had with anyone before. A certain spark that makes me feel sick but the good sick. You could call it love sick I guess. I couldn't get enough of her, ever and it honestly scared me. In our circumstances, I could lose her pretty easily and the thought alone terrifies me. I can't picture life without her anymore, she's too good.
I pulled back from the kiss, watching as she brought a hand up to my hair.
"Get some sleep soon, baby." She whispered.
I nodded my head, grabbing her hand and pecking it before I walked out to our balcony.

I needed to think. I need to tell this girl how I feel because I don't know how much longer I can go without telling her how much I love her. I want to scream it from the top of my lungs so the whole world can hear. I wonder if she feels the same? Has she fallen in love with me too or will it take more time? She's all I want and I know that. I never want to be with anyone else, I never want her to be with anyone else. I want to grow old with her, watch her grow as the years go on but I know that's somewhat impossible.
Mum and Michael too are deeply in love and them finding out about Arielle and I could destroy things for them...

I guess we've just got to follow our hearts.
I am in love with Arielle and I'm going to tell her.