I Wouldn't Mind

Home for the holidays. Sort of.

YOUR P.O.V.

I arose out of my bed ready for the day only to plop on the floor ready to throw a fish a someone. The only reason for that was that I just had experienced the most terrifying dream. Zombie fucking Apocalypse of all things, I had dreamed that I had to choose between my friends and Mark. Why Mark? I mean he's a dorkable and everything but I couldn't really be that close with him. Could I? No, I'm just freaking out.

I pulled myself out of my room and sludge across the small hallway to the bathroom. I poured cold water on my face and glanced in the mirror, I was still wearing Mark's hoodie from last night.

I threw myself down the stairs and saw Noah  waiting for something good on T.V.

"Hey Bo." I yawned. "Wha- Oh. Hey (Y/N)." As Noah flickered threw the consoles to put on Netflix I was pouring oatmeal in a bowl of milk and placed it into the microwave. "Anything good on?" I mentioned, licking my oatmeal spoon.

Noah only Groaned in response. "Well then. I guess not?" I smirked plopping down on the couch next to Bo. He shook his head. "It's not that. I tried to up load our videos from the other night and well yours didn't make it." I garbled at him. "Well I'm going to have to make a new video soon anyways."

Noah shrugged. "Sorry 'bout that Wolf." I shrugged.

The microwave timer went off.

NOAH'S P.O.V.

(Y/N) got up off the couch and shuffled to her oatmeal.

"It seams like your doing better." I stated.

"Meh, hey Bo have you seen my iPhone?"

"I don't think so why?"

"I was just wondering." (Y/N) Rolled her eyes and drank some of her oatmeal.

"Let me guess Mark?"

"Pffft, Wha- What gave you that idea?" she scratched her neck with her free hand.

I rolled my eyes at her. "Really?"

"Shhhhh...." (Y/N) tried to shush my lips from the distance we were at.

"Okay fine. At least you didn't throw your spoon at me."

"There you go! Think of the positives!!" she beamed.

"(Y/N) You're such a nerd." I smiled.

"I don't think I have another function."

YOUR P.O.V.

"I don't think I have another function."

Noah put down the controller next to where he was sitting, stood up and shuffled his way around the couch nearly tripping on his way to the kitchen. "So, did you ever get a note, or a call from the doctor?" He pulled himself on top of the counter next to the stove.

I walked to the right side of Noah so I could rinse off my dishes in the sink. I turned on the cold water, placing my hands in the sink, my bowl in my left hand and my right letting the icy water caress it. It was calming, I quickly cleaned my dish putting it in the dishwasher. I switched the water off holding my now cold hand with my left. I felt a salty tear tumble down hitting my cheek. "Remeb-Remember a long time ago we're chasing each other on bikes when it started to rain."

He nodded, there was a look of guilt on his face "And we dropped them on the road in front of my house just to get a pair of jump ropes. We hung out in the rain all day."

I wiped my face with the hoodie sleeve. "Yeah, and when the clouds cleared we went out on your porch and stayed up all night bundled in blankets talking." I sniffled, "It was so cold but the sky was so beautiful."

There was a muffled chuckle, "Yeah, I kept prying at you to go inside it was so cold. But none the less you still sat there with a huge smile on your face. You loved it. I believe it was 2:00 in the morning before we finally went inside. Even then you slept with my window open." Noah sighed locking onto his shoes with sad eyes. "I miss those nights. The nights you; we were so happy and quite frankly didn't care about anything else."

"It was difficult. We never got the chance every night to forget all about..... it." I was hesitant, I really didn't want to talk about the doctor or how I was feeling, but this was worse.

NOAH'S P.O.V.

(Y/N) shoved her hands in Mark's hoodie she was wearing. She faced the floor eyes closed.

There was a slight buzzing echoing from the corner of the open spaced room.

"That must be your phone." I looked from my feet to the T.V. where the sound was buzzing past.

(Y/N) only sniffles and briskly walks to the plug in the wall on the other side of the room near the T.V.. "Yep." She holds up her iPhone and travels to the stairs.

'I'm such an idiot. (Y/N) never likes to talk about back then or the doctor for that matter. I wish she let me help.'

YOUR P.O.V.

I rush up the stairs leaving Noah sitting on the counter. 'I had to get out of there.' When at the top floor safely in my room I checked to see why my phone was buzzing.