Chapter 1

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Noah's POV

The day has come, I'm moving into Brett's flat. When Elliot, my best friend, who is also Brett's younger brother told me that Brett was willing to let me live with him I had been so happy, after I had been devastated and afraid of what would happen to me when my mum no longer would let me live with her. I really thought I was ending up on the street. Thank God I had met Noah at the new school. 

Brett was kind enough to help me lift the boxes and my furniture upstairs so we could go up and down the elevators fewer times than what I had initially imagined.

''Wow, it's nice here'' I said as I walked into the flat for the first time. I took everything in, from the white walls to the brick accents that gave me a feeling of a more industrial, urban, and masculine contrast to the light-colored room. 

''Thanks, papa and Elli helped me furnish it'' Brett replied. I put down the boxes and started to walk around the room, just taking in the surroundings. Wow, he even had a balcony, a quite spacious balcony actually. I started to imaging it being cozy to sit out there with lights and a blanket, drinking a cup of cocoa. 

After I had daydreamed about the balcony, I went back to the sofa and sat down to relax when a magazine that was put on the coffee table caught my attention. 

I looked at it closely from the sofa before I realized something. Quickly, I grabbed the magazine. ''That's you!'' I said holding up the magazine, pointing at the cover. Obviously shocked and just locked my gaze on Brett.

Brett laughed '' did you think I could afford this nice flat in the middle of the city with just working a 9 to 5 at my age?'' I guess he had a point, but before today, I had no idea he lived in such a nice place. I knew it was very central, but this is way nicer than I imagine. 

I looked back at the cover and realized Brett was shirtless on the cover and I quickly put the magazine down as I'm sure my face turned red. Why was I looking at it for so long before I put it down? ''I guess I didn't really think much about it'' I said, trying to hide my blushed face as I continued to explore my new home.

''So this is my room'' Brett said. I took a good look and was impressed by the cool room that Brett was sleeping in at night. As I was looking, I saw a shelf with different types of medals. ''What are those from?'' 

''Those are my wrestling medals'' Brett replied. I had to say I was impressed, and then I saw a picture with him shaking hands with a man next to the medals, both dressed in suits and holding a framed letter together. ''What is this?'' I asked pointing at the picture. ''That's a picture of the day when I signed a contract with my model agency''. Brett replied.

He seemed to have a very interesting life, and I started to think that I was being too nosy, just walking around his place, asking about everything, looking and touching everything I came about. As we were leaving his room I noticed a blanket hanging over a chair. It was the same blanket we had shared on the beach at the barbeque party I was invited to at Brett's grandparent's house.

Brett continued walking to show me my room. ''So this will be your room, currently, I've used it as an office, but we can turn it into your bedroom and get some stuff during the weekend''. I looked around and imagine how to use the space ''this is perfect!'' I expressed excitedly smiling towards Brett, making Brett smile in return.

''So how much would you like me to pay?'' I asked. I couldn't really pay now, but I would definitely find a way to pay him for being so nice and letting me live here.

''Do you have a job?'' Brett asked. ''No, but I was planning to get one so I could pay you for letting me live here'' I replied.

''Don't stress it, I'm not really struggling to pay the rent, I was just saying that to have an excuse for letting you live here, to be honest, it just gets kind of lonely sometimes'' Brett said making me slightly blush. ''Focus on school, don't stress about getting a job already. Besides, I won't be able to see you much if you're working all the time'' He smirked at me and I wasn't sure what to do about it.

What is going on with me, what is it about this boy making me blush all the time? This is not me, not even close!

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