Chapter:41

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Chapter:41: Published 04/01/2020

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Gabriella

I cried silently until I couldn't cry anymore. There were no tears left for me to cry. But somehow I felt lighter. As if something had been lifted off my chest.

But what?

It wasn't my guilt.

Nor my pain. 

So why did I feel lighter?

Sniffling, I raise my head from Noah's warm shoulder. 

But I didn't let go of him, nor did he let go of me.

He simply held me as if he were afraid to let go of me. He never said anything as I cried, he only listened.

And for some reason, I felt vulnerable in front of him.

As my eyes come in contact with the damp spot on his shoulder, I quickly rush an apology out of my lips.

"Noah... your shirt. I'm so sorry." I stare worriedly at the spot.

Noah simply looks down on his shoulder and shakes his head. "It's fine, it's just a blazer, it will dry up eventually."

I wipe the remaining tears away so that they no longer stain his blazer, but Noah catches my hand and stops me.

"It's fine, Ella." He smiles at me before using his other hand to wipe my tears. His hand making contact with my moist cheeks and a gasp escapes me as he does this. 

"As I said, it's just a blazer." He says again, distracting me from his current action.

"But I'm sure it was expensive-" Noah cuts me off by pressing his index finger against my lips causing me to freeze.

My lips remain parted, and I even hold my breath.

He was being different today. 

Noah shakes his head at me. "Ella, don't worry about that. It's just a material, it can be replaced." He stares at me, but I say nothing.

I simply stare at him, unable to form any words.

Noah frowns as he searches my face, before his eyes focus on my lips and realization dawns to him. "Breathe". He utters while removing his finger from my lips. And as soon as he says that, I look down and exhale. 

My heart beating a little fast at the sudden oxygen.

As my eyes land on our proximity, I suddenly feel embarrassed to be so close to him. We weren't friends and I was this close to him. I remove my arms from him and he does the same after me.

"Thank you," I mumble.

He chuckles and I raise my head to look at what he's chuckling at, but my eyes only land on his. 

He holds an intense gaze while looking at me that I want to look away, but I can't. "Are you feeling better?" He asks. 

 Nodding my head, I reply. "I do".

Noah smiles and looks away. '"I'm glad." 

We stay quiet for a while, both of us enjoying our time. 

The café still had very few customers, each in their own world. 

Looking away from the people, I lower my head and my eyes land on the watch around his left wrist. The time read 11:35 p.m. and my eyes grow wide.

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