Like A Villain - I Love Noah Sebastian-

7. What Are We Calling It?

Bad Omens played non stop over the last few days but Noah barely rested. Every night after their set, he insisted that we go out partying even though I constantly kept trying to talk him into getting some rest. The last two nights I refused to go out with them. Noah running off of no sleep already caused him to be grouchy, but the alcohol made him even harder to handle. For the first time in their career, their last few sets weren't  that great, and it was alarming considering Noah always took pride in their music. I felt like I was watching him push himself too far and there was absolutely nothing I , or the band, could do to stop it.

The guys had a couple days "off" from playing, but they would still have a ton of interviews to get through today. We were lucky enough to finally stay at a hotel and nothing beat sleeping in an actual bed.

I woke up tangled in the bed sheets remembering the night before.  Noah and I had spent most of the night "making up." Another temporary fix and us still ignoring  our problems.

"There she is." Noah spoke coming through the door with two cups of coffee. He leaned over to kiss me before handing me a cup then sitting on the bed beside me.

I sat up keeping the sheets wrapped around my naked body and I pressed my bare back against the cold headboard sipping on the hot beverage. I couldn't help but to hum a little, delicious and perfectly made.

I looked over at Noah and he was looking back at me with a small smile on his lips.

"You're so beautiful." He declared admiring me.

I felt my cheeks get hot and the butterflies dwelling in my stomach came out to play.

He chuckled and leaned over and kissed my cheek.

"You coming with us to the interviews today?"

"I don't think so babe..." I took another sip of my coffee.

"No?" Noah furrowed his eyebrows with confusion.

"Well...sometimes I just feel awkward...like I'm being annoying or a burden to you and the guys so I figured I would just give you all some space." I felt weird sometimes that the guys never brought their girls on tour and sometimes I felt like I was invading being the only girl there.

"Eve...you're never annoying. I....we...want you there." He leaned down and rested his hand on my leg and caressed me gently.

"Okay...if you insist." I sighed a little.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, just tired after last night." I smiled slightly and he grinned back at me cutely yet apologetically. I couldn't help but to chuckle a bit and then I looked into his eyes.

"Babe...what about you... have you been sleeping lately?" I asked even though I knew the answer.

His eyes looked heavy and dark and he had puffiness under his eyes.
He leaned over and kissed my lips.

"You don't need to worry about me." He smiled but I knew it wasn't genuine.

"Come on..." he tapped my knee. "As much as I love you like this, you should probably get dressed so we can go get some breakfast."

"Mhmmm." I muttered and I kissed his lips back then slipped out of bed taking the sheets with me.
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When we met up with the guys for breakfast, Noah was more quiet than usual and seemed as if he was zoning out. He seemed really into his phone, picking it up constantly and texting away.