It's been a few days since Noah found me on his porch, shivering and cold. He literally held my hand and comforted me for that whole night. I had never seen him so... not stoic.
It was refreshing. I definitely liked it. "You ready?" Those two seemingly meaningless words stir a well of butterflies inside me. Ever since the beach couldn't help but think my feelings were more than just one sided. He gave you a freaking forehead kiss, your feelings are definitely not one sided.
Everything Noah says seems to always have a double meaning. Are you ready for school? Are ready to face the hordes of people? Are you ready to see Maddison?
Noah and I have come to an agreement. I'll stay at his house until I recovered from that whole Father mishap. But I'm still going to Rey's sleepover tomorrow.
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