The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

Times up, Centineo.

Arielle's PoV

The sound of Noah's alarm blaring throughout his silent room woke me from my slumber. I stirred and sat up, reaching for his phone. Why has he even set an alarm in the first place?
The time was 7:30 and it was labelled as work. Ugh, he has to go back to work today? That sucks so bad.

I turned it off before nudging the peaceful boy beside me.
"Noah." I mumbled, my hands rubbing at my tired eyes.
"Noah." I shook his body gently.
"Mmm." He hummed, feeling the bed for me. Once he landed a hand on my thigh, he let out a sigh, his eyes remaining closed.
"Your alarm went off for work." I placed my hand on top of his.
"I don't wanna go." He nuzzled in further to me, his head now laying on the tops of my thighs.
"I didn't even realise you were going back so soon." My hands ran through his curls that had turned slightly greasy from last nights events.
"I just wanna stay like this." He held me even tighter and I laughed at his cuteness.
"Well my bladder is about to destroy that." I pushed him off of me but he wouldn't budge.
"Don't go." He pouted.
"Unless you want me to pee all over you, I suggest you let me go." I giggled.
"I wouldn't mind, some people like that." He turned his head with a smirk, looking up at me.
"You're disgusting." I playfully smacked his arm before he gave in and sat up with a yawn.

I stood from the bed, holding my arms up in the air for a stretch. Morning stretches are almost orgasmic and you can't tell me otherwise.

"What are you going to do today?" He asked as he watched me pick up my clothes that scattered across his floor. I should change out of his top before anyone sees me in it and jumps to conclusions.
"Well..." I started, pulling my shorts up over my bare legs.
"I think it's just going to end up being George and I here today so I might take him out for lunch." I shrugged my shoulders, unsure of what my plans were today. I know Jason mentioned about coming over some time in the afternoon.
"Gosh, you've never taken me out for lunch." Noah gasped, placing a hand over his chest to show how hurt he was. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"The last time we went out for coffee or lunch, you went out back and snogged the face off of the waitress." I quirked my eyebrow at him, pictures of his messy hair and swollen lips from Ellie entered my mind. I nearly heaved at the thought.
Noah stayed silent, not knowing what to say.

Once I had replaced his clothes with mine, I threw his top in his wash basket and walked back over to him.
"Go get ready." I pecked his lips but when I went to pull away, he yanked me down to the bed and pounced on me, pinning me down to the bed again.
"Just let me cuddle first." He buried his head into the crook of my neck whilst his arms wrapped around me tightly. I was restricted of my movement, barely being able to breathe.
"Two minutes." I struggled out my words, giving in and wrapping my arms around his muscular back.

As much as I was dying under Noah's body, I didn't want him to move. I knew that I wouldn't be able to see him for a while, even if it is only six hours. Is it bad that I want to spend every second of every minute of every hour of every day with him? Am I obsessed? Maybe.

"Times up, centineo." I patted his back to which he groaned and sat up, freeing me.
"I have to start in 20 minutes." His eyes gazed to the time on his phone.
"What? You allow yourself half an hour to get up, get changed, shower, leave and be there by 8? You're absolutely crazy! Hurry up and get ready." He was most definitely going to be late for work today.
"I don't normally have such a beautiful distraction." He licked his lips, his eyes trailing down my body as I stood from the bed again.
"Get some clothes on!" I playfully scolded the boy, pecking his lips once more before I grabbed my phone and headed out the door.

I quietly shut his bedroom door, tiptoeing over to my room but a voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Arielle?" George called out to me. My eyes went wide and I forced on a smile as I turned to look at him. He was just exiting his room, his eyebrows pressed together in a confused manner.
"Good morning!" I was praying so hard that he hadn't just seen me leave Noah's room.
"What were you doing in there?" He frowned.
"Oh um-" I began before Noah opened his bedroom door, a wide grin plastered on his face as I noticed the bra he was holding. Fuck. No. Put it away.
"I forgot my phone!" I rushed out, looking at my brother. Once Noah noticed him, he tossed the black bra back into his room, his hands running through his hair awkwardly. I don't think George had seen the bra. Thank Fuck.
"Why was your phone in his room?" George wasn't convinced and it was scaring me.
"She left it in there when she helped me up to bed last night. Man was I drunk." Noah laughed cooly. He was so much more chilled than I, I should leave him to handle the situation before I make it worse.
"Yeah I could tell, you couldn't even walk up the stairs." George snickered at him, finally dropping it.
"And that's why my great little sis helped me." Noah wrapped an arm around my shoulder, wiggling me. I pretended to look disgusted by his action, pushing him away.
"It wasn't fun." I shook my head, turning on my heel to head back into my room.
"Oh I had a lot of fun." It was evident Noah had a smirk slapped across his face and his words made me bite down on my bottom lip, entering my room and shutting the door.

Fuck. Let's just hope George doesn't bring this up ever again.