THE KISSING BOOTH EPILOG 2

NOAH'S POV My roommate doesn't get it. I know he is only trying to be supportive but he doesn't get why I won't let go of Elle. I just can't I have been in love with her literally all her life. The day I met Elle was the same day my baby brother was born coincidently she was born the same day as well at the same time. What made this even more strange is that our mother's were best friends. Because of my families connections my mom was able to share a room with her best friend Mary so I met my little brother and Elle at the same time. Our families were so close we always had Sunday dinner together. Unfortunately in the beginning I hated these dinners seeing I was the only kid around. After Elle, and Lee (that's my little brother) were born I at least had two babies to play with. Anyway back to the day I fell in love with her after I gave Lee back to my father Mary called me over and asked if I would like to meet Rochelle we will call her Shelly for short. I said yes to me it was a playmate but when Mary put her in my arms and she looked up at me with those beautiful baby blue eye's I looked at Mary and said "I want to marry her she is mine" At least that is what my mom likes to tell us. Lee always hated that story. See with him and Elle sharing the same birthday they always celebrated it together like twins they even called each other twin. He would always say "no way she my twin you can't have her" in those early years as we got older he would say "nope sorry bro she is my best friend go away". I tried staying away I really did mainly because as she grew into a beautiful woman I believed Lee had fallen in love with her. There was no way I was going to take away the girl my little brother was in love with. So, being a typical male I decided the best course of action to get over Elle was to make-out or have s*x with any girl that would let me until I found the one. Like in all those movies I saw Elle would make Lee watch. Yet, all the time defending her behind the scenes. If a guy said anything to her or did anything to her I beat them up. I couldn't stand seeing her cry. Now don't get me wrong she was no damsel in distress she could give as good as she get's as she proved when she and Lee were 10 and she decided that Shelly was a baby name and wanted to be called Elle. This one kid wouldn't stop before I could do anything she stood up and slapped him so hard her handprint was on his face. Man when she did that my heart busted with pride. As we got older my need to protect her physically as well as emotionally grew especially the year she turned 12 that was the year Mary was diagnosed with cancer. I hated seeing her so broken, I myself hated feeling so broken Mary was like a second mother to me. Yet, every time I would see her crying in Lee's arms after coming from the hospital wanted so desperately to hold her make the pain go away a pain I knew I had no control over. Those two years Mary fought were terrible for both our families. Lee always did his best to keep her smiling and pushing through. No, matter how hard I tried to forget her to move on from her I couldn't. I would hear her laugh through my house at something crazy Lee said or did and no matter how I was feeling I would smile. If I got a chance to talk to her I was walking on air the rest of the day. I didn't understand her all the other girls threw themselves at my feet. I was never alone at a party unless I wanted to be but Elle never even looked at me or so I thought. It was the summer before my senior year I heard the two of them in my brother's bedroom even though the door was closed I opened it to find Elle trapped in her sweater with her tank top pulled up almost to her bra and I couldn't help it my breath caught in my throat. My brother helped her out of her predicament. Then I teased her by calling her Shelly and she teased me by calling me Noah even though I hate my name and prefer to be called by my last name Flynn. Lee told me they were trying to come up with ideas for a carnival booth and I acted like I didn't care but in reality, I always cared what Elle was up to. I informed them I was throwing a party later that night and walked away. I heard Lee get upset with her for checking me out and ask her if she still had a crush on me. She said she didn't but she couldn't help it if I was hot. I walked away realizing I just might have a chance. I found out at the party that Lee and Elle were planning a kissing booth for the carnival. Of course a bunch of girls sent her to ask me and of course, I said no it was just to strange for me to tell the girl I loved that I would do a kissing booth so she could watch me kiss a bunch of different girls so not going to happen. Anyway, the night of the carnival happened I relented and decided to show my support to Elle and Lee. Elle more than Lee I was actually hoping she would get jealous like I do when all the guys stare at her. I didn't notice that the girl I was supposed to kiss chickened out and they sent Elle in her place. When I realized I was going to kiss her the first thing I thought of was if I can't have her at least her first kiss will always be mine. So, I kissed her. When I brushed my lips against her I felt an electric shock course through my veins causing me to pull her closer wanting to pick her up and carry her way so I could kiss her even deeper. It was over way too soon for my taste but those 5 seconds I had told me everything I needed to know. I just realized that Rochelle "Elle" "Shelley" Evans was finally going to be mine. Shortly after that we dated in secrecy so we wouldn't hurt Lee if it didn't work out at the same time Shelly (I started calling her that so it would be special between us) and I started seeing each other my brother started dating Rachel and I could tell he really loved her. Of, course our sneaking around caused problems with Lee for the both of us eventually he forgave us and gave us his blessing. This past summer was amazing. I loved showing Elle how much I loved her every day we were together and when we made love it was electrifying. I could feel it through my whole body to the point where my mind would go out into white noise. No, other girl ever did that to me just my Shelly. My last night home Shelly and I made love several times. I remember wishing I could smuggle her away with me to Harvard. I remember her wishing the same thing. I loved waking up with her small naked form wrapped around me. How she would reach for me if I moved away because she didn't feel safe. That is why 2 months after I came to Harvard I didn't understand why she broke up with me. Why she slowly stopped texting me or answering my calls. According to the guys at school she was not seeing anyone else she would lie and say we were still together. I hated asking him because I knew he had liked her at one time but I had to know so I asked Tuppen to take her out to see if she would go with him. He told me she told him no that she was still seeing me and when he called her on it she said fine I just don't want to date. Then that Lee came up and told him to back the f**k off before he decks him. Tuppen also told me she gave up soccer before she left school. When I told my roommate that I couldn't take it anymore that I was going to see her he said I was crazy. My parents refused to buy me a ticket to come home so I took odd jobs on campus until I earned enough for a round-trip ticket to Los Angeles. I wouldn't give up on us she is my world my life I can't take it anymore. I landed in Los Angeles around noon Tuppen showed up and drove me home thankfully I had told Tuppen I didn't need any help and said goodbye to him before I headed in because the sight before my eyes when I walked in the door made me drop to my knees. There coming down the stairs was my Shelly and she was pregnant.