The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

Is everything ok?

Noah's PoV

To say that breaking things off with Arielle was heart destroying was an understatement. This pain was so much more unbearable than physical pain.
Seeing the one girl I've ever properly loved walking up that driveway without a single look back crushed me. All I want is to numb the pain but that will only make it worse once I finally feel it again.

This had to happen though. Her father and her idiot of a brother are the only family she has. She has to sort things out with them before anything else can happen between us. Hell, I'm even sacrificing my relationship with my mother for Arielle to get what she deserves. I couldn't try to make amends when she'll be there. We'll be straight back to square one. I need to give her time and space. Proper time and space.

You know what the saddest thing is? Arielle has Jason. She has that person. A shoulder to cry on where as I, I am alone. I have to deal with this all by myself.
I turned the engine on, putting the car in gear and beginning my journey down the road, away from her.
Surely driving whilst you're emotionally unstable wasn't a good thing but I had to drive away before I got out of the car and begged for her back.

As much as you probably all don't agree with me, I had done whats best. We should have just left things as they were when we left Bora Bora but no, we couldn't keep our fucking hands off of each other.
I know Arielle and I know full well what she's like. She couldn't be completely happy with me after what happened back at home last night. As much as it pains me to say this, she'll find someone so much better than me. She can do so much better. She can bring him home to her dad, show him off in public. I honestly wish we just went about our lives hating each other much like we did at the start.

Before I knew it, I was pulling into a bar about half an hour away from her. I don't have much money with me but what I do have will be going on drinks and most probably drugs. The numbness is what I want. I don't want to feel ever again. Being in love sucks ass.

I looked at my reflection in my rear view mirror, wiping away the tears that had streamed from my eyes. I had never cried before her. Well, except from when my dad passed but after that, I could pretty much get through anything because nothing was more painful than losing my father.

I shook the thought to the back of my mind, letting out a deep breath before grabbing my bank card and heading inside.

Hopefully I'll drink myself to death.

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Arielle's PoV

"I just don't understand why he would do this to me, to us." I cried into Jason's chest.
Jason was silent, letting me cry everything out and just being there to comfort me. I needed that, I needed him here with me because I don't know how I would deal with this on my own.

That only makes my heart ache for Noah even more. He's all alone. What is he doing right now? Is he going back home to try and talk to his mother? To my dad? I just don't know.

"Is everything ok?" Jason's mum walked into the front room as I turned my head into him, making sure she didn't see my tears. I knew she would make a fuss if she did.
"Everything's fine mum, why don't you see what Tia kindly left for you in the kitchen." I knew he was trying to hint at the fact that I wasn't ok but really didn't want her gushing over me. She seemed to have understand as I heard her slippers slide along the floor and to the kitchen.
"Want to go upstairs?" Jason's fingers ran up and down my arm as I nodded my head.

He stood up first before taking my hands in his and pulling me up to standing.
"Thanks for letting me stay here." I sniffed.
"Of course, you're welcome to stay as long as you need." He gave me a sympathetic smile, slowly leading me to the stairs.
"I don't have any of my stuff." I blubbered, remembering that it's all back at the house.
"We can go back some point during the week when we know no ones home and get some bits. For the meantime, just borrow some of my clothes. I'm sure tia has a stack she's left here somewhere." He began to take me towards the spare bedroom but I stopped him.
"Can I share with you? I really don't want to be alone." I gulped.
"You really think I was going to make you sleep alone?" He quirked his eyebrow.
"I was just going to see if there's any clothes in here you could borrow." He chuckled lightly, opening up the spare bedroom door.

I'm forever grateful that I have someone like Jason. We're always there for each other no matter what. We love each other unconditionally, much like Noah and I.

I really wish that there's a place for us in the future but I can't help but feel like I've lost him forever...