Yes, I do love him. And for some reason it drives me mad.
I turn to see Noah, but he was sitting on a rock, his hands on his cheeks and he was looking down.
-Noah?
What do I do? Should I hug him? I want to kiss him again. Calm yourself Emma, smooth.
-She apparently doesn't love me.
Okay, what? Who is she?
-She?- I say, my voice sounding small.
-Yes, she.- Noah said, his voice muffled.
He sighs exasperated. - I don't want to love her. But I still fucking do. I am shit. Sorry.
-No, no. It's alright.- I pat his back awkwardly. - I can help, y'know?
-I really want to be with her-who is her? Her=ex? Her=friend?-And I don't wanna mess up, because that would be terrible and, I can't. I just can't.- He sounded exhausted.
-Vero possumus. Sine metur, fortiter et fideliter. Faciam quodlibet quod necesse est.
Noah smiles. -So, you're gonna help a stranger?
I smile back and shrug. -Of course.
STAI LEGGENDO
Look At The Stars
Teen Fictionfrom a road trip to a hospital what happens when the girl you like is a total fake? or when your best friend's brother appears when he didn't cared for him? or just what do you do when you have problems? they look at the stars
