The Kissing Booth: After The Break-up, Elle and Noah

Telling Noah

I tell Lee i'm going to step outside and call Noah.  It's better to do it now, before he finds out from someone else.  I dial his number, I hope it goes to his voicemail and I can leave a message for him to call me back, but then I just want to get this part over with.  I hit dial, he answers on the first ring surprising me.  "Hello." after a few seconds he says, "hello" again. I clear my throat and say softly, "Hi Noah, its Elle." Silence, did he hang up? No, I can still hear him breathing.  "Noah." I say again.  He says, "Hi, Shelly, its been a long time."  "I'm in town, staying with my dad while he recovers.  I would really like to talk to you, is there any way you can meet me tomorrow?" I ask.  He's quiet for a minute then says, "what can you want to talk to me about after 5 years? Just tell me what you want or need to say and get it over with."  I say, "I can't do this over the phone, but its very important that we talk, please?" He sighs, "fine, if its so important, meet at the Hollywood sign in 20 minutes." and hangs up.

I can't believe she has called me after 5 years.  Why?  Just hearing her voice is torture, I've never gotten over her and I never will.  She is the love of my life and I won't be with anyone but her.  How long is she back for or does she intend to stay?  I grab my keys and head out to meet her.

I go back in the house, I tell Lee he wants to meet now. I ask him to stay and watch Nate until I get back and he agrees.  I go upstairs to check on Nate before I leave.  Then brush my hair, fluff it and put on some lip gloss.  I head out the back door.  

He is already there when i pull up. He is leaning against his car.  I'm looking at him as I get out of the car. He hasn't changed much in the last 5 years, he is still stupid hot. I stay close to my car.  I say, "Hi, how are you?" He looks at me and raises his eyebrow and gives me his normal smirk, "I'm not here to catch up or for idle chitchat, you said you needed to to talk to me so spill."  I look down, he sure isn't making this easy. I fumble around in my purse and pull out a picture of Nate and I. I step closer and hand him the picture being careful not to touch him.  "I just thought you might want to have a picture of our son," I blurt out.  I step back away from him to my car.  Waiting for him to say something.  He is staring at the picture. He looks up at me and says, "the last time we did anything was the day before you left me.  That was eight months before the last time I saw you, there is no way in hell you were 8 months pregnant.  What are you trying to pull? Why do you want to torture me after all this time?  I wanted that to be our future, a family.  It was my own stupid fault that I lost you, the only woman I have or will ever love.  Now you come back saying you have my child. Why Elle?"

"To start off with, it had not been 8 months since we had been together.  The night of mine and Lee's graduation party we were together. I know you don't remember, but it did happen.  You caught me in your room. We didn't really talk much, maybe because we were both drunk, but we ended up making love that night.  The next morning I heard you telling Lee you didn't remember anything from the night before.  I thought it was the best sex we had ever had, but obviously it wasn't that great and didn't mean anything to you, because if it had been either of those things you would have remembered.

Six/seven weeks later I started getting sick and that's when I found out I was pregnant.  As soon as I left the Doctor's office I headed to your house to tell you.  As you were leaving I asked to talk to you, but you threw my words back at me and rode off.  I don't blame you for that, but you leaving gave me a chance to think things over.  Did I really have to tell you or anyone else and ruin your life as well as mine? Nope couldn't do that to either of us or our child. I knew what you would try to do if you found out. You would have left school to come home to be with me and the baby. We would have got back together, but eventually you would have resented us and maybe even thought I had trapped you into a relationship you didn't even want. My only choice left was to do it alone without anyone finding out, so I ran.  I couldn't stay here and risk someone finding out and telling you."  I stop and let him process all that I've said.  He is so quiet and still. Why isn't he saying anything? This is not the Noah I know.  Normally he would be yelling at me by now about how wrong I was to do this to him, how wrong the choice i made was.  I think I'm going to scream if he doesn't say something soon.

He closes his eyes and when he opens them again I can see the pain. He says, "I'm such a fool.  I do remember that night, but I thought it was a dream. It was real, but why did you leave me in bed alone then? I was so upset when I thought the hottest, best sex I ever had in my life was fantasy. I thought it was a dream because you weren't there when I woke up. I thought it was to good for you to ever have left me before we could talk and work it out. I've remembered and would think about it as I watched you, even after you left I would think about it, still do and even now it turns me on." Him saying that makes me blush, he smirks, "I guess some things don't change."

"So what are your ideas on what to do now, Shelly? What do you want from me?"

Now he has made me mad. I say, "I don't want anything from you. I can continue to take care of my son and I just fine without you.  I just thought you should know. I'm not going to pressure you into being involved with our son.  It's your choice, Noah." I get in my car and leave him standing there.

By the time I get home I've calmed down. I can't blame him for his reaction, but he knows how to upset me so easily.  I meant what I said to him, I don't want anything from him, and it is his choice if he wants to get to know our son and if he wants to be a part of his life.

My phone beeps, I've got a text from him

Noah to Elle: This conversation isn't over. I want to meet our son.

Elle to Noah: Of course the conversation isn't over. Yes, you will get to meet him, if you want to, but not tonight.

Noah to Elle: At least tell me his name, please?

Elle to Noah: Nathaniel Lee "Nate" Good night Noah. We will talk tomorrow.

I was up most of the night thinking about what to do now.  Now that all the Flynn's know there is no way they won't want to be involved with Nate. At least I know Mr. and Mrs. Flynn will want to be and of course Lee.  I guess it's time to come home for good.