Let's pretend that the picture above is the face y'all are making at the article.. Anyways, I love you guys so much. Thanks for reading my story and commenting. SO, I'm gonna make another chapter. Enjoy and tell other Noah stans to read the book....
Time Skip to like after breakfast
I sat on the bed, full after eating all that food Amy ordered.
Noah's arm was around me and his free hand was playing with my hair. We were having a Brooklyn Nine Nine marathon.
We laughed at a joke that came on.
Amy started taking pictures of us.
I glared at her and she laughed.
"I'm sorry, you guys are just so cute."
Noah blushed at me and I gave him a small smile.
Also, just so you know, Noah, Y/N, and Amy haven't seen or heard about the article yet.
I heard a small knock at the door, but Amy and Noah didn't seem to hear it.
"Noah?" I said, getting up.
He looked at me.
"What's up, princess?"
"I think Anderson's here early."
Noah rolled his eyes and got up to go open the door.
Anderson stood there, shushing Noah and pushing him inside. He looked at me and Noah, then back at the door. He closed it quickly and sighed in relief.
I was puzzled at what he was doing.
"Anderson, what the hell? You look like you're being chased by the demogorgon."
Anderson looked at me. "Try paparazzi."
Amy scrunched her face. "Why?"
Anderson looked at us.
"Wait, you don't know about the article?"
I looked at Noah and he shook his head.
"What article?" Noah asked him.
Anderson puller his phone out and showed us an article by Celebrity News titled, Noah Schnapp Spotted Multiple Times With Y/N L/N.
I gasped and Noah stared at the phone in anger. Anderson scrolled down.
The words on there were absolute shit.
"He went to Y/H/T to help a local hospital fundraiser, but it's clear that he had different plans," Noah read in disgust.
He kept reading. "This could and should have ended there. But, the cunning boy took her out the next day."
I turned Noah around, away from the phone.
"Noah, stop. This isn't worth your time and energy, okay. It's just some stupid article made by some whack-ass clout chaser," I said.
He shook his head. "I don't care that it's about me, Y/N. I just don't want people talking shit about you."
He took my chin in his hand and lifted my face up. "You're more important than what people think of me."
I gave him a small smile and he hugged me.
Bruh, this stuff makes me feel more single and crappy than I already am.
Amy came in between us.
"As nice as that was, I have a major thing you seemed to have missed. Y/N's parents might see this."
My eyes widened.
"Damn it. I forgot about them."
Umm, okay then.
I quickly rushed to my phone and looked at it.
I had tons of texts, phone calls, tweets, and posts regarding the article.
"Shit. Mom called me three times."
Amy inhaled sharply. "Do you think she saw it, Y/N?"
I looked at her, my heart beating a million miles an hour.
"I hope not."
My phone rang in my hand. I looked at it.
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"What should I do?" I asked, scared to death.
Noah calmed me down, rubbing his soft hands on my shoulders.
"Pick up. If you don't she'll suspect something. Maybe she didn't see it."
