ZARA.; with you,I still have wings
“He is always acting like your Daddy,” Noah hissed as he dragged me toward the school library, mostly used by Art majors.
“He cares about me…” I muttered.
“Oh really??” He stopped, letting go of my hands and turning to face me.
“And then he thinks I’m going to hurt you.”
“That’s because of the rumors, Noah,” I said, and immediately his mood shifted. Will he act like yesterday again…? Oh s**t, I wish I hadn’t said that.
A brief silence hung between us.
“So what made you think I’d want to be in a project with Lena? If you weren’t in school, I wouldn’t even be here right now,” he continued, switching topics. I exhaled deeply. I literally didn’t want to drag anything on.
“Okay, I get it… can you take my hand again now?” I said, stretching my arms tow
