Being Lost In Love

Noah.

I believe that me and Noah will last forever, that we will be happy forever, that we will always be lovebirds and nothing will ever break us apart. He is my high school sweetheart, I fucking love him, just the way he does absolutely everything is adorable. We are in love like my mom and dad were when they were my age. Getting engaged at seventeen, pregnant and married at eighteen, and still in love eighteen years later. Here I am, at seventeen with the same future in front of me. I'm waiting for my ring, although I'm not sure I will be ready for a kid yet. Everything will probably fall into place at some point, but Noah is the one. And that's for sure.

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I was walking in the corridor, looking for him. I walked around the corner feeling my heart beating fast like a cheetah running, chasing a wild animal for it's first meal in days. I was hungry for love, hungry for my Noah. 

There he was, my Noah. I smiled bright and waved to him as he looked up. His eyes were like diamonds, blinding me. All the noise of the other students became silent, all I could hear was my heart beating, my fast breathing and my blood pumping faster around my body. I came up to Noah, stood on my toes reaching for his lips, as I reached them and gave him a soft kiss. He placed his hand on my cheek and bit my lower lip carefully, I love it when he does that. Everything went like slow motion, I wanted the kiss to last forever. I stepped down as Noah lifted his face when his best friend Evan started filming us, he laughed it off and gave me a kiss on my cheek. It felt fair to steal Evan's phone like I always do when he does that, so I did. I thinks he's kind of used to it at this point, but it's still fun to do it. 

Noah grabbed my hand and walked with me to the cafeteria, where we sat at our usual table with Evan and my best friend Cassidy. We started to eat our lunches and kept talking about silly stuff, and juicy gossip as well. I heard that there was a new coach at the boy's soccer practice. Apparently she was pretty good looking. Evan showed us a picture of her from her previous team, he told us she was really good. I was happy for Noah about being able to hopefully develop his skills more at soccer practice, his last coach made him not want to go there, even though he loves soccer. He put his hand on my leg, and squeezed it softly. He told me that he loves me.

I said: "I know".