Chapter 40
I furrow my eyebrows. “Wha-”
I don’t get to finish my sentence as Noah cups my face in both of his large hands and presses our lips together.
I freeze, not knowing what the fuck is going on.
He pulls away when I don’t respond.
“Carter, I’m so sorry.” He apologises quickly before furrowing his eyebrows. “The hell? No I’m not Carter, I’m not
SOT-
This time I cut him off.
I grab the front of his t–shirt and pull him down, connecting our lips. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps. his arms around my waist, pulling me against him.
We pull away after a few minutes, resting our foreheads together.
“Wow.” We mutter at the same time.
We stand there for a moment before we both let go of each other and step away.
There’s a slight blush on his cheeks, and I’m sure I have red cheeks, too.
“Uh,” He clears his throat before pointing behind him. “I should go.”
“Yeah, I need to go back to bed before I pass out on the floor.” I state, looking at the floor, a goofy smile on my face.
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” He smiles, the tips of his ears still slightly red.
“Yeah.” I smile back. I bite my lip before quickly leaning up and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Night, Pebble.”
He grins giddily as he brings a hand up to cup his cheek. “Night, Carter.”
He turns around and walks straight into the door.
“When did that door get there?” He mumbles before opening it and walking out.
1 chuckle, locking the door and leaning against it.
“Nevaeh?”
I look up and see Megan standing in the doorway of her room.
“What’s up?” I ask.
“I woke up to whispering. Just wanted to see what it was.” She tells me.
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I raise an eyebrow. “So you wake up to people whispering, but not to someone banging the fuck out of our door?”
She shrugs. “Who was at the door?”
The goofy grin makes its way back onto my face as I start making my way back to my room, switching the living room light off on the way.
“Noah.” I sigh out before walking right into a wall. “I swear that wall wasn’t there before.”
“What the fuck just happened?” I hear Megan mumble to herself just before I fully close my door.
Noah and I just kissed, that’s what the fuck just happened.
-Nevaeh-
“I’m so hungry!” Max complains as we walk into the campus cafe, order our drinks and go straight to our corner
booth in the back.
“You’re always hungry.” Dylan mumbles, sliding into the booth, Megan sliding in next to him and I slide in on the other side of the booth.
Max goes to sit down next to me but Noah is quicker, bumping him out of the way and sliding in next to me instead.
Everyone stares at Noah.
“I wanted to sit next to Nevaeh!” Max whines.
“Too bad. I’m sitting next to her.” Noah says.
“She’s my best friend!” Max argues, stomping his foot slightly while pouting.
“Yeah? Well, she’s my…” Noah trails off when he realises he doesn’t have anything to call me. “Carter! She’s my
Carter.”
We all stare at him yet again.
“That’s a legitimate argument.” Max Nods, shrugging, before sliding in next to Megan as everyone nods in
agreement.
Noah grins victoriously as he throws an arm around my shoulder.
The waitress comes over with our drinks and takes our food orders before walking away.
“I’m your Carter?” I repeat as I lean closer to Noah, raising an eyebrow..
“Does anyone else call you Carter?” He counters, leaning his face closer to me.
“No.”
“Then, yeah, you’re my Carter.” He grins, shrugging. I grin back at him.
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“What’s going on with you two?” Dylan questions making us look away from each other and look at him instead.
“What’re you talking about, Dildo?” I question, leaning into Noah’s side.
“You’ve been all touchy–feely and real close all morning.” He explains. “So what’s going on?”
“Nothi-”
“Wait, did something happen when Noah came to our dorm at three in the morning?” Megan gasps, cutting me off.
“N-” I’m cut off once again.
“You went to their dorm at three in the morning?” Max and Dylan both exclaim in unison, turning to Noah.
“Wait, did you go to tell Nevaeh that you broke up with Hazel?” Max questions Noah.
“I-
“You broke up with Hazel?” Megan turns to Noah, cutting him off.
“You didn’t know?” Max turns to her.
“You did?” She looks at Max in annoyance.
“It hasn’t even been twenty–four hours, of course she wouldn’t have known.” Dylan cuts in.
“I would have if one of you had told me.” Megan shoots back.
“Hey, don’t blame this on us.” Max points at her.
“Max, get your finger out of her face.” Dylan sighs, slapping Max’s hand away from Megan.
“Don’t slap me, bitchass!” Max exclaims, slapping the back of Dylan’s head.
“Don’t slap him!” Megan slaps the side of Max’s head.
The three continue arguing.
1 look at Noah who looks at me.
“We could always ditch and let them keep beating each other up.” I start, shrugging. “They wouldn’t even notice.”
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