Kiss thy Queen (Nochelle)

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Richelle's POV

After the weekend I had, I was over everyone & everything.

I had lost my best friend, things with Noah were confusing, & I was leaving for Vortex tomorrow. What. A. Nightmare.

After crying myself to sleep Saturday night, & spending most of Sunday morning packing, I decided to head over to Noah's to borrow a jacket.

I had left my jacket, & one of my sweaters at Ozzy's house, & was not about to ask him to bring it along to the airport. Um, no thank you.

Our flight to New York didn't leave until tomorrow, so I had the rest of the day to pack & say my goodbyes to everyone.

After a 40 minute walk to Noah's place, I was greeted by his older brother, Tyson.

"He's upstairs." he said boredly, flicking through something on his phone. I knew Noah's family well. I was often over here for dinner when I was younger, or we'd do movie nights, & his mum would drop me home after dance class, so I knew exactly what to expect from, Tyson.

I said a quick 'thank you' then rushed upstairs to Noah's bedroom.

I knocked on the door lightly, & waited for a good 5 seconds before hearing a faint, "Come in!"

I entered Noah's bedroom, seeing him sitting on a spinney-chair, editing music on his laptop as he listened to it through his headphones. Upon seeing me, he smiled, then quickly removed the headphones from his head, & said a very enthusiastic, "Hey, B!"

"Can I borrow a jacket? I left my good ones at Ozzy's, & I'm not keen to ask for them back just yet!" I immediately spit out. Noah's face dropped a bit at the mention of Ozzy's name, but he tried his best too look un-phased.

"Sure! You can borrow my black hoodie. It'll be a bit big on you, but if anything, you'll look adorable in it!" he replied, grabbing the hoodie from his wardrobe, chucking it in my direction. I caught it, blushing a slight shade of red at his comment.

"Um, yeah... About that." I reply, catching his attention. He could tell something was wrong, so he immediately sat on his bed & petted the spot beside him. I stared at him for a few seconds before walking towards his bed.

"What's up? Talk to me!" he mentioned, watching me with a careful eye.

I sat on his bed, across from him. He wanted me close, but I kept my distance.

"Noah, we need to talk!"

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Noah's POV

I was nervous to say the least. We'd been on one date, & it ruined Richelle's friendships, & mental state. Now she was wanting to 'talk'? That's definitely not good.

She sat away from me on the other end of my bed, & I could see her whole body tense as she thought of what to say.

It had been a good minute since anyone had said anything, & it was beginning to get a bit awkward, not to mention I was concerned.

"I.. I don't know what to do..." she finally said, breaking the silence that had settled over us.

"What do you mean?" I asked, rather confused. She took a slow, shakey breath, then for the first time in minutes, she actually looked at me.

"I leave tomorrow for Vortex. I'll be gone 6 weeks. I should be excited about training, & getting to work with world famous choreographers, but I'm not!" she admitted. The glum expression plastered upon her face was enough to make anyone feel sad.