The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

Do you only care about yourself?

Noah's PoV.

Noah, we need to breakup. Her words keep repeating in my mind. They stung like a bitch.
I moved my hand from her own and looked back out at the sea. Noah, we need to breakup. It rang again. My head felt like someone had just thrown a massive rock at it. What have I done? Why do we need to break up?

Once my head had a chance to wrap round what she was saying, I turned back to look at her again.
"What?" I frowned incase I hadn't heard her properly the first time.
"Please don't make me say it again." She shook her head.
"What?!" I raised my voice this time. I was so confused.
"Noah, stop." She licked her dry lips.
"What have I done?" I questioned, still trying to come to terms with everything. She really wants to do this.
"You haven't done anything." She reassured me but I wasn't so sure. I must have done something to change her mind.
"It's our parents." She sighed.
"You knew?" I gasped. Now it was her turn to be confused.
"You knew?" I asked again, growing frustrated that she didn't answer me the first time.
"Knew what, Noah?" Her voice echoed throughout the empty beach.
"Your dad proposed to my mum, Arielle." I was angry. I didn't know why. I'm happy for them but what does this now mean for us. Oh yeah, Ari wants to end things.
"He did?" She seemed shocked.
"You didn't know?" I stood up.
"No." She shook her head, looking up at me. Her eyes were glossy. I didn't know if she was crying over us or crying over excitement for the two of them. I hope it's the first one, as cruel as that is.
"So why on Earth are you breaking up with me? Please, enlighten me." I ran my hands through my greasy curls. I really should wash my hair at some point.

Arielle stood up in front of me, one hand tucking her hair behind her ear and the other rested on her hip.
"Our parents getting married makes this easier for me." What the fuck?
"We can't keep doing this." She continued.
"We're keeping this massive secret from them and sooner or later they're going to find out." I bit the inside of my cheek.
"Do you ever think about our future?" She asked. Do I?
"What? Of course I do." I'm sort of lying here. I mean, of course I see myself with her for ages, potentially years, but I have never really looked that deep into it.
"And?" She raises an eyebrow.
"What has this got to do with anything?" I frowned.
"Because we can't have a future!" She flung her arms around in front of her.
"We can't sneak around like this for the rest of our lives! They're going to expect us to find people, bring them home to meet "the parents"." She brought her index and middle finger up as quotation marks over the words "the parents". In a way, I understand where she's coming from but I love her and I won't let that stop me from being with her.
"That doesn't matter. They won't care. I want to be with you!" I fixed my eyes onto her own.
"We can't tell them Noah and we sure as hell can't keep this from them. You know full well that this isn't going to last forever and I'd rather break it off now before I become too invested." So it's what she wants now is it?
"Too invested? Arielle, I've been too invested in this relationship the second we started! Don't give me that!" I snapped.

She stayed silent.

"Look, I don't know what suddenly made you change your mind about us but I can't just let you go that easily." I had calmed down a little.
"That's not your choice to make." She pursed her lip as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
"We'll just tell them, get it out in the open that this is what we're doing. Fuck what they say or how they react, at least I still get you." I went to touch her but she stepped back making my heart drop.
"We are not doing that." She gritted her teeth.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Are you fucking crazy?!" She laughed. Oh no, why's she laughing? I'm scared.
"If we told them, we could break up the family!" She yelled.
"Then we can run off together and live happily ever after." I was really trying to persuade her here.
"Do you only care about yourself?" She stepped towards me, a hint of hatred in her eyes.
"When it's about wanting to be with you, yes." I stood my ground.
"If you told them, we could destroy their future! The only pure happiness my dad has is your mother. I've never seen him this way, ever since my mum-" her voice cracked at the mention of her mother.
"Arielle..." I sighed softly, reaching out to touch her again but she flinched away, yet again. For god sake.
"No." She snapped.

"Are you trying to make me hate you again?" I stepped forward.
"Yes! It would make this much easier!" She shouted. Ouch.
I bit down on my bottom lip. I'm so angry. Why is she doing this?
"Fine!" I yelled back.
"I hate you, Arielle. Screw you for making me feel like this! I would risk everything for you but it seems as though you wouldn't do the same." I spat, turning on my heel and walking back to the car without the girl of my dreams.

Instant regret took over my anger. I didn't mean it when I said I hated her. I love her, more than anything but maybe that's what I need to do again. Hate her to make me stop feeling attracted to her.

As I reached the car, I opened up the car door, slamming it shut once I was inside. I let out a loud scream, whacking the steering wheel with my fists making the horn go off. How could she make me feel like this? I've never felt heartbreak before but if this is what it is, I never want to feel it again.

I thought she was healing me but no, she broke me even more.
I hate her.