Me and my 12 brothers. YES....12 brothers!

Chapter 67

NEW CHAPTER!

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CHAPTER 67

It's been two weeks. Two weeks since making that make shift fair for Tom. Two weeks since making it up with my brothers...

And I swear it's been the best two weeks I have had since we have moved here.

I've been on cloud nine everyday, always feeling giddy and light, a smile on my face almost permanently all the time, I'm afraid it will stay like that.

But right now...I do not care, because these past two weeks have been good...great even, and the main reason why, is because of one person...

Noah.

Ever since he helped me out that day two weeks ago, we have practically been together every other day since. It's hard to believe that a couple of months ago, I utterly hated him and couldn't even stand to be around him.

He was annoying. An arrogant, annoying, big headed jerk who got under my skin with all those comments and stupid nicknames he made. I didn't want him around me at all.

But now....oh gosh, it's changed. I really don't understand how, but it has.

I want him around me, all the time. When he's not, I automatically search for him even if I realise I'm doing it or not. He may still be that annoying, arrogant, big headed jerk....but I don't just see that anymore, what I see now has overtaken all those things and caused me to feel all these stupid emotions that I would never have thought I would, especially for him.

He's sweet. He's caring. He's cute. He's Charming. He's Fascinating. He's handsome.....oh so gorgeous..

He's so much more...so much more than I can put into words.

The way he's been these past two weeks...the way we've been, I never thought would happen.

He's carried my books for me, he's given my lifts from school, he's shared some lunch with me, he's actually had a conversation with me that doesn't involve any sarcastic comment, from either of us. He's text me basically every day, in and out of school, he's good with Tom and the other little ones, being there to distract them all while I got an important essay done, he's given me these looks from across the classroom causing the swirls of butterflies to flutter away in my stomach, he's given me heart palpitations just from some of the looks or smiles he gives me!....and...he's kissed me.

Ohh he's kissed me...

Meeting me with those lips suddenly when I get into his car, pushing me up against the side of our house or in the middle of a completely empty school corridor.