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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬-𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡

𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗟, 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡.

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     I knew. i never told anyone else, i didnt even confront him. i really didnt want things to change between us after i told him i knew how he felt, when i dont even know how i feel.

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text messages

gem: jae!
i need help

god i hope this isnt awkward for him
message undelivered.

jae: with what?

gem: uh
so theres this guy
i know he likes me
but i dont know how i feel
what do i do?
like do i confront him?

jae: if you dont know how you feel
then why bring it up?
figure out your feelings and then confront him

gem: thank god it isnt awkward
message undelivered.

thanks, jae

jae: your welcome
uh
jack wanted to say hes sorry

gem: why couldnt he text me

jae: he knows you wont respond

gem: tell him that i will text him back
eventually

jae: is it okay if i put him on?

gem: sure.

jae: hey.

gem: jack stop trying to reach me
i dont care if im being dramatic
just please
im actually doing good right now
i will reach out when im ready
ok?

jae: he left

gem: what?

jae: jack left.
he said he was going home

gem: uh ok?

jae: so uh

gem: noahs here
bye

jae: bye
read.

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(noah - bold gemma - underline)

noah had picked me up, and we decided to head to the park. the trees had barely any leaves, since it was fall, almost winter.

we walked around, laughed a ton, and then apparently i was shivering, so noah offered his jean jacket, which i graciously accepted.

want to go on the swings? i bet i can swing higher than you! thats funny actually, since i was the champion in my elementary school. lame, i was the district champion. prove it. so i did, we swang so high and laughed so much, that is until noah dared me to jump off. just do it! youll be fine! if i get hurt, i will be suing. yeah okay. so i did. i leaped off the swing, and landed on my, guess what? ankle. noah you bitch! he jumps off his swing. what? he looks down at my ankle, that is already swelling up. holy shit. yeah! now can we please go back to my house so i can ice it? he picks me up, bridal style and hurries to the car.

     i had ice on my ankle, and a random show playing in the backround. at this point i had taken 4 ibuprofens, which you may think is alot, but thats what it took for my fucking ankle to stop hurting. noah was currently in the kitchen making mac & cheese, since he was 'starving'. finished! he walks over to the couch with two bowls of mac & cheese. yummy. he hands a bowl to me, and sits down.

about an hour later, i put the ice away, the ibuprofen was working, so i didnt need the ice anymore. noah must have taken notice, since when i sit back down, he moves over, closer to me. was it normal for friends to sit this close?

he puts his arm around me and starts twirling my hair. you know, im gonna be sad when filming is over. why? because then i wont be able to see you as much. noah- i know what youre gonna say, 'we will still hangout! were best friends!' i know that already, but i wont see you at work anymore. we will still have the interviews! he smiles. oh yeah, and the award shows. yep. i was going to bring up our 'friend date' agreement, but something told me not to.

at this point he had both arms around me, and i had my head on his chest. dont forget my hand in his hair. something just felt right. if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, we could do this all the time. wait, what?

it was late, and noah had to leave. bye ruby, see you tomorrow? i smiled at him. of course. then he hugs me, which is normal, but this time something erupts in my stomach, are those butterflies? he lets go and leaves.

it couldnt be butterflies. maybe it was food poisoning. yep, that. god. who am i fooling, myself? i slide down the front door, so im sitting and leaning my back up against it. did i like noah? i loved when he played with my hair, or gave me the random compliments. when he sits so close to me and i can smell him, i also love when he gives me his sweatshirts.

well, that answers my question. i liked noah schnapp and i had no idea what to do.

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AUTHORS NOTE: yayayayayayayay!1!, i loved writing this chapter. oh also, jack will probably not come back into the story. oops.

word count: 820

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