Blind Hearts

❋ The Start of it All❋

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"Aw come on Aud, please." He cries as I eat yet another one.

In front of me is my best friend in the whole wide world. Yeah that's pretty dramatic but I'm horrible with my words and telling you that he is just my best friend doesn't seem to do our friendship justice.

"No! Go get your own Cheetos." I reply as he reaches out for my precious Cheetos. Ok, maybe we both had a pretty bad obsession with these orange looking artificially flavored snacks. He lets out a sigh as he sits back on my bed giving me puppy eyes.

He always has to pull out the big guns.

"Aud please you're too tiny to finish that whole bag anyway!" He says. I give him my usual annoyed look as I take another Cheeto and plop it into my mouth.

"Audrey Joy Walker, give your bestest friend a Cheeto."

I smirk at him, "Bestest isn't even a word."

He gives me a playful grin and walks over to my desk chair I'm sitting on and picks me up bridal style.

"Noah! Let your bestest friend go!" I yell as he lightly tosses me on the bed. I hold the Cheeto bag by the top so nothing spills.

"Not until I get a Cheeto!" He yells as he tickles me into letting go of the bag. I try the holding my breath so that I get less ticklish. Lets just say that the trick never works.

Noah finally grabs the bag and stuffs a bunch of Cheetos into his mouth.

"Hey! My poor Cheetos!" I yell as I reach for the bag. Noah laughs and leans back on my bed eating yet another handful of Cheetos. I do not know how this guy can keep a six pack.

As I reach out to grab the bag again from him. We both hear the sound of a phone ringing. Noah takes the bag of Cheetos with him off the bed and grabs his phone.

"Hello?" He says as I stick my hand out for the bag. Noah reluctantly gave me the bag and I mouthed out a thank you.

I eat some more Cheetos and go on my phone as I wait for him to get done with his call.

Huh, did you know Scorpions can hold their breath up to six days?

After a couple of minutes Noah takes a seat next to me.

"So I just found out some news.." He says as he places a hand on my shoulder.

"What happened?" I ask starting to worry what's going on. You know what they say, if they place your hand on your shoulder it's always something.

"Whoa there. Don't get worried now. Mike just called and he wants me to make an appearance in L.A. tonight." Mike is Noah's manager.

So I guess I left out a little detail about Noah, he's one of the top stars in hollywood right now. He's considered one of the biggest heartthrobs in the world, right next to Dave Franco and Harry Styles. And I know you're probably wondering how the heck did I become friends with him and why aren't I totally going for him right now. Trust me, I've been asked so many times, but he's my best friend and I don't want anything to ruin that.

"Yeah, didn't you tell me earlier?" I try to tell him. But then he looks down as if he doesn't really know what to say next. What does he have to do? Ask Cynthia to come to the appearance with him again? Because having to go with that suck up is the worse thing I could think of.

"Yeah but he wants me to leave for L.A. right now. I am so sorry we can't spend this whole day together. I'll make it up to you okay?" I'm sad at first because he has to leave so soon since he just got here last night from yet another appearance he had in Florida, but I got over it quick. Noah gets up and looks around my room making sure he has everything he needs for tonight.