Us

Game On

Kissing Noah was everything I imagined and then some.  It felt good, it felt hot, it felt so wrong.  My brain finally caught up with my hormones and I pulled away. 

I stepped back and looked at him.  His hair was a little messed, thanks to me no doubt and those fucking tempting lips were swollen a bit.  His eyes never left mine as I took another step back.

What was I doing? What was happening.  I had just been on an amazing date with Justin, his teammate none the less and now I am making out with Noah like our plane was going down.

He reached for my hand and I pulled it back immediately.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asks looking at me concerned.

I shake my head now and grab my purse off the floor.  "Not at all No.  We just shouldn't have done that."

"Why not?" he asks?

"For several different reasons.  One being I was just on a date with your teammate and another one being you just very recently broke up with your girlfriend. I don't want to be a rebound or just someone to warm your bed."

"Is that what you really think I would do to you?  Your my best friend. I would never put you in that kind of situation.  You should know me better then that," Noah says sounding hurt.

"I thought I did know you.  You were the guy that never looked at me as more than a friend.  Do you know how long I wanted you to look at me the way you looked at Anslee and all the other girls that you have been with.  For 13 years I have wanted you to kiss me like you just did, but I can't help but wonder if this is all because I went out with Justin and because you caught Anslee cheating," I say trying to hold back the tears that are forming in my eyes.

"I was stupid and blind and a fucking idiot. Take your pick of one or all three.  You were right there all along and I didn't see what I had.  What I still have.  All that has happened over the last couple of days has just made me realize how amazing and beautiful you are."

"Fuck No, you make this so hard for me to say when you say things like that to me, but I think you need to heal from your break up and then if you truly feel the same then we can see where this goes."

"Are you still going to see Justin?" he asks me.

"Yes.  I like him," I say looking at him.

"Oh," he says looking a little disappointed at my answer.

"I am sorry. Maybe if you had come to me with all this before you bought a ring for Anslee and forced me to move on from hoping you would come to this realization."

"I am going to fight for you. I can promise you that.  Because I know whatever this next step is between us is defiantly worth fighting for," he says pulling me in for a hug.

"You'll probably meet someone else between now and when you have gotten over Anslee and realize this isn't so great," I say holding him tighter.

"Not a chance.  Now that I see you, it's always been you.  I was just to stupid to see it."

He lets me go and heads upstairs to the spare room.  I follow shortly after him and go into my room to get ready for bed.

I lay down on bed and think about all that has gone on today. Did I do the right thing in telling Noah to wait. Of course I did.

I have waited 13 years to hear him say he wants me. I need to make sure it is coming from the right place. I have to protect my heart and myself from getting hurt and Noah Rollins can do that so easily.

I wake up the next morning and throw on some leggings and my hoodie. I tip toe downstairs and put on some off and turn on the tv.

My phone pings and I see it's a text from Lil.