Crimson High (Completed)

Chapter Thirty Eight

This chapter is officially dedicated to someone that kept bugging me today... Can't tag because he isn't on wattpad but I swear he'd freak if he sees this😂💕

Secondly, this chapter is dedicated to ShalomChinyera and TOLA_AISH
They won a mini contest on my message board💕💕

Last but not least, I am so sorry I haven't been able to update recently... I have exams and Naija life ain't easy sha😪
Good news is, I have decided to post a chapter daily. Hopefully, I keep to this and I'm counting on your support😘

Without further ado, let's get down to it!

Song for this chapter is Lonely by Justin Bieber. I recommend it while reading this chapter for special effects!

Picture of Akum above💕💕

~°AKUM°~
My secrets are extraordinary,
They are beautiful...

How could a guy rock a simple look this well? If looks were flames, Noah Thompson would be burning hot. His deep red turtle neck sweetly fitted to his body, legit ripped jeans and his hair, perfect as always. To be honest, I'd say he looked too perfect to be real. Like some figment of my wildest most impossible imaginations..

We finish with dinner and he leads me out of the restaurant after paying our bills. Quite unbelievable, the amount Noah spent on just food, today. I'd rather not have anything than spend that amount on something that little...

We walk through the streets, saying nothing to each other but just enjoying the chill breeze of the evening against our skin.

It's 8pm and I think to myself, what Noah has in his mind. Maybe he's quite uncomfortable because of our last encounter with Mum? Or perhaps, that's the main reason for the date now. I shiver at the unstopping thoughts.

We take a stroll around the restaurant. Neither of us still say anything to ourselves and we just silently walk, his warm palms having a firm grip on mine and my body feeling all chills every time he makes body contact. I turn to him for a second and notice the uneasy look on his face. It's like he's not saying something and I know for sure what that is.

I'd rather not put him through the displeasure of false speculations. Perhaps telling him everything would make things better. Just maybe.

I clear my throat a little and muster up all courage in me, looking up at him and almost immediately, I speak up.

"Noah?" I call out in a shaky tone.

"Yeah," he turns but I return my face to the floor seconds after. It feels so shameful telling him everything. "What's up?" he adds and I swallow a lump down my throat, searching for words.

"I have something to say,"

"Yeah?" I see his brow raise and a look on his face that reassures me. I'm afraid to tell him everything but I'm guessing it's quite late to back down.

"My parents... My family... It's all so..." I trail off and shake my her head, hoping i'd stop talking and crawl into the closest hole I can find. I feel my eyes water and it's threatening that I'm going to cry. I bring my palms up my face, covering it in shame. The next thing I feel is Noah's arms wrapped around me immediately, making the tears water my eyes even more. He pats my back gently and it feels so much better.