Noah's POV
Tuesday morning I woke up later than normal. I was feeling pretty groggy as I hadn't slept well at all. It took me ages to fall asleep and then I'd have a nightmare or just wake up for no reason. I hadn't slept like this since before I met Georgia. Knowing I had twenty minutes to get to College on time, I threw on some clothes, stuck some gel in my hair to tame the fly away strands then went downstairs and poured a coffee in a take-away cup to take outside the front so I can have a cigarette while I wait for Jack to turn up. Seeing Jack's car come down the road and stop in front of me I hear Jack say, "Well you look like shit."
"Thanks man," I respond grumpily as I jump into his car.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" He asks from noticing the bags under my eyes.
I look at
