will you be mine? ~ Noah beck

８~ ｃｌｕｍｓｙ

time skip:

one weeks have past and me and Noah have become close. We go on evening runs every day. You could say he's my running buddies. We would always have a good time together and never failed to make me laugh. 

It was five to seven in the evening when Noah knocked on the door. As always we start by stretching and heading up to the cliffs to watch the sunset.

On our way back, just before turning the corner that leads to the street, where both our houses where, I step onto a rock which sends me falling to the ground. Noah runs up from behind me.

"you alright?" panic filled his voice. He offers his hand to me, to stand up

"yeah I think so" laughing at how clumsy I was. I take Noah's hand to stand up. I place my foot on the concrete leading be to tumble backwards again. I wince in pain. 

"Actually I don't think I am" i add still laughing at myself.

"I guess I'm gonna have to give you a ride home then"

I look at him confused. ride? what's he talking about? I stand up on one leg and try and place my other on the ground, but it was too pain full. I look up to see Noah's back to me. oh no

"piggie back?" he says and i laugh.

I place my hands on his broad shoulders and jump up wrapping my legs around his torso, still cautious of my ankle, this is the only way for me to get home, i agree.He places his hands on my thigh making  sure i don't slip off, before he starts walking.

"Thank you" I add

After taking a few steps forward, he begins a light jog.

"Just because you can't finish your run, doesn't mean I can't"

"Noah stop! you gonna drop me"

He leans backwards, while i hold onto him as tight as i can. 

"Noah stop!" I scream again thinking I was about to fall off.

His run comes to a stop when he reaches his house. He walks up to where the door is when i begin.

"Noah what are we doing here?" I get nervous considering I have never been round his or met his friends.

"I'm gonna get ice for your ankle and check it out"

"Noah, I don't think that's a good idea. plus the boys are probably home and they probably won't like me and th-" I begin to ramble. He knocks on the door and cuts me off.

"it's okay, I promise, and believe me they will like you"

My heart begins to pound. Getting louder each second, just waiting for someone to open the door. I place my chin onto Noah's shoulder and gently rest it. Noah rings the bell this time. A couple of seconds later, I hear the door beginig to unlock. I shoot my head up when the door opens to reveal a, tall guy with black curly hair.

"Hey," Noah says stepping inside, with me still on his back.

The front door gets shut behind us and Noah carries me to the kitchen. He turns around allowing me to sit on the countertop. Both of our heads turn to face the person that just walked in. The same person who let us in.