little things | noah beck

54%: in their arms

Verona's pov

"So what do you want to talk about?" I bit my lip.

We were parked outside of my apartment building. Honestly I was so tempted to leave the car.

It was silent and awkward.

"I was going to ask you if i could spend the night?...." His voice was soft and gentle.

"Absolutely not." I laugh.

"Please V? The party is at my house. I don't want to go back there."

"The couch." I glare at him.

He nodded his head in agreement.

—

"Thank you so much." Noah smiled at me as i handed him a pillow and a blanket.

"Mhm." I could feel his eyes burning into my head.

"Goodnight." was the last thing I said before shutting the door to my bedroom.

I walked into my bathroom and turned the shower on to get cleaned up.

I used makeup remover to wipe the makeup off my face. Along with the fake blood.

It was a long, hot shower.

I had to force myself to get out the shower  and change into pajamas.

I crawled into bed and laid there in silence.

I was crying but it was inaudible.

At least it was to me.

"Verona?"

I quickly turned my head to see Noah's figure in the door frame.

It was really dark so he couldnt see my wet face.

"What are you doing, Noah?" I groan. 

"Save the act for someone else. I can hear you crying." he sat on the edge of my bed.

"I don't want you to cry yourself to sleep."

"I'm not crying." I bit my lip nervously as i wiped my tears.

"Come here." He let out a sigh.

"I dont need your pity Noah. Just leave me alone." I sniffled.

But he ignored me.

I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my body.

I was too tired to fight it.

He pulled the covers on top of us and held me close.

I hated that I missed being in his arms.

I'll always love Noah. But i know i deserved better.

"You know what you did really hurt me right?" I sniffled again.

"I know." he let out a sigh. "I will always regret it."

—sweeteasaint