Noah feels so deeply, I can tell by the passion in his words when he talks about Aston White Corp, or when he speaks about art. There’s so much more to him than I ever considered there to be, and the more time I spend with him, the more I want to uncover.
Not to mention the fact that he’s freakinghot. I’m not sure how I didn’t notice it before, but it’s like the blinders have been removed and I can’t help but stare at him.
He’s… he’s beautiful.
The closer we get, the more I can’t seem to stop myself from wanting him. Even before what happened the morning at his parent’s place, I was beginning to see him in a different light, I just wasn’t ready to face it.
Yet my body would always gravitate towards him. Whenever we would hang out, we’d always end up seated right next to each other, I’d always reach out to hold onto his arm or hug him,which isn’t something I would have done before, but I couldn’t help it.
Things are so easy with him, they just feel natural, but I’m sure he just sees me as the little sister type. Everything is so goddamn overwhelming that I think I’m going to burst if something doesn’t give soon.
I’m so fucked.
And now I’m about to be even more fucked, because Noah finally came up with a plan.
A plan that I doubt is going to work and is probably going to go very wrong.
And okay—it’s also a plan that I’m worried will go right.
Because the idea of us finally figuring out the stalker’s identity is already daunting as hell… add in the fact that I have no idea what Noah is planning to do to him once we find out his identity and well… I’m panicking.
I know it’s wrong for me to worry about it, but honestly, I’m past it at this point.
I’ve decided that my mind is fucked up, and I’m just gonna go along with it for now. I’m sick of fighting my feelings with myself at every corner.
So yes, the plan might work, and it might not.
I also want it to work, but yet I don’t at the same time.
To say that I’m conflicted on all fronts is an understatement.
The plan is for me to take a serene little walk on the outer edge of campus near the forest while Noah trails me without being seen with the hopes that he turns up and then Noah can… well I don’t really know what he’s planning to do. He didn’t give me many details on the phone since he said he had to go deal with something and that he’d be outside of my building by seven and that he wouldn’t come up or let his presence be known in case it scared the guy off.
Personally, I think it’s a terrible plan, but I understand where Noah is coming from since this guy won’t show himself when anyone else is around.
I open the door and step out of my building. I glance around to see if I can spot Noah from his hiding space but he’s nowhere to be seen. Just as well, really, since if I could see him then so would my mystery stalker.
If he’s even watching me right now, that is.
Part of me doubts that he is, since surely, he has better things to do than watch the entrance of my building 24/7. What if the last few times he’s approached me were just a coincidence and this whole thing is for nothing?
What if we spend hours out in the cold for nothing?
What if he never falls for one of our tricks and this thing just keeps going on and on and on.
What if. What if. What if.
I guess I just have to hope that he really is as crazy as he seems.
That’s a thought that I never knew I’d have.
I inwardly groan about what’s about to go down before taking off. I walk quickly, the chill of the air making my breath visible and pull out my phone as I get to the edge of the forest.
Anything?
Noah
Not yet.
