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With the curtains drawn to cast my bedroom in shadow and with Darkest Days blasting at full volume, I was practically re-living my teenaged years.
Listening to Noah's voice sing words of both love and loathing wasn't going to help me get over him. Still, I kept listening to his albums, one after another, torturing myself.
Half the time I wondered what in the hell I even saw in that man. He was biting, caustic and cantankerous. He never had a kind word for anyone, and he had a huge ego on top of it all.
But there had been moments of thoughtfulness, too. Moments when he'd been sweet and caring. I knew how hard it was for Noah to trust people. I'd been touched to be one of the few he let inside those carefully guarded walls of his.
None of that made a difference. Noah always shut me out at the first sign of conflict. As much as I'd come to care for him — as much as I loved him — I didn't need the emotional rollercoaster ride that came with being in a relationship with Noah Hart.
When Ivy and Nat came over one day only to find me huddled in blankets in complete darkness with Darkest Days on repeat, I didn't even need to tell them what had happened. They decided on the spot to take me out clubbing to distract me from my misery.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. When our taxi dropped us off at the same club where Noah and I had sex in the limo, I began to have second thoughts.
"Get drunk and dance and forget all about him," Natalie urged.
"Focus on having fun tonight," Ivy said.
"Aren't your boyfriends wondering what you're doing out at a club on Saturday night?"
They both shrugged.
"It's a girls' night out," Natalie explained.
"Ren can live without me for one night," Ivy said.
"I don't know if he can," Nat joked. "The two of you are pretty inseparable."
My phone buzzed. My heart leaped into my throat. Could it be Noah? After the last time we'd seen each other, I didn't know if I even wanted to hear from him again.
I couldn'tnotcheck. I pulled out my phone.
hey gorgeous. what u up to 2nite?
Cameron. Of course.
Out clubbing with the girls, I texted back.
where?
Why do you care?
maybe I can get you vip access. as an apology.
You're not the one who needs to apologize.
i know. but that asshole might never get around to doing it, so i figured one of us should.
Thanks Cameron. You're a good guy.
shh. don't tell anyone. ;) so where u at?
That same club we went to after your concert.
where you and his royal highness had sex in the limo?
OMG no!!! We didn't!!!
