Find another one cause she belongs to me

-One Direction

I woke up to the smell of something delicious. My eyes fluttered open and I took a deep whiff, smelling chocolate and vanilla and cake. I got up from the bed, stretching my arms around me, looking to my side. It was empty, the covers thrown to the side. I dropped down again, yawning, burying my face in Theo's pillow and taking a deep breath.

I smiled. I couldn't stop smiling.

I got up before I could fall asleep again. I noticed my clothes lying on the ground. I looked to the side, Theo's shirt draped over a chair, not the one he was wearing yesterday. My smile widened when I realized he must have kept it for me. I drowned in his shirt, but it smelt like him so I was okay. I made my way to the kitchen.

I rested against a pillar when I saw him. He was shirtless, like always, his chest full on display for me to stare. He was smiling, like I was. He placed a freshly cooked pancake in a tray. That's when I noticed he'd also cut fruits, made an omelette, and filled up a glass of orange juice. My cheeks hurt from the wideness of my smile.

He turned around and I got a glimpse of his back. And I gasped.

That caused him turn back around and look at me. I blinked, my eyes wide.

"Good morning baby. Did you sleep well? I was gonna bring you breakfast in bed but- are you okay?" He was beside me in a second. He gathered me in his arms. "Is something wrong?"

I pulled away from, making him frown, and turned him around. I looked at his back in amazement. "Did I do that?"

I could hear his grin. "You did."

"My nails aren't even that long. How the hell did I scratch it so bad?"

"I don't know and I don't care." He turned around to look at me.

"Does it hurt?" I asked quietly.

"No, it doesn't." He said. "And even if it did it would have been worth it. It would have been a reminder of the best night of my life."

My cheeks flared. I looked down. He chuckled and pushed my chin up. "I love you."

My heart fluttered dangerously in my chest. I pushed on my toes and pressed a lingering kiss to his lips. That was all I could do right now. I was a coward. I couldn't say those words back to him because I was too afraid of everything. I could feel he wasn't too happy. I could feel his disappointment. But at the same time I didn't want to say I loved him just for the sake of it or just to make him happy. I wanted to say those words when I was confident. They meant a lot to the both of us so I just couldn't throw them around.

"I made you choco chip vanilla pancakes." He murmured against my lips. "They're my specialty."

"Thank you."

"You don't ever have to thank me for anything, angel."

I glanced at his lips, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom one. I bit mine, and when he saw that he groaned, bending down to kiss me again. I pushed his head closer to mine as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up, placing me on the kitchen counter. He spread my legs and I coiled them around him, pulling him to me.

"How sore are you?" He asked me hurriedly.

"Not sore enough." I whispered.

He removed his pants quickly, thrusting into me seconds later. Just like last night we both moaned at the same time when he entered me. The feel of him inside me was so good that we both wanted more. His lips met mine and he moved in and out of me, holding me tightly to keep me still. When I tore my mouth away from his he dunked into my neck. His long fingers went down to rub me.

"Fuck, Theo!"

"That's it, say my name. Tell me how you feel."

"So good. So good, The-oh!" I moaned. When I felt the walls of my stomach clench I tightened my legs around him, and came with him still inside me.

I felt him groan. "We need to stop. Angel, I'm not wearing a condom. We have to stop." But his actions contrasted his words completely.

"Yeah." His pace increased, the sound of his body slapping against mine echoing in the kitchen. I held onto him tighter, pushing and pulling at the same time.

"Baby, fuck. I can't-you feel so good." He growled in my neck. "So fucking good."

He pulled out the last minute and shot his load on the counter and on my legs. I breathed out a relieved sigh I didn't know I was holding. His head rested on my chin, his breathing harsh and deep. "What if I hadn't pulled out?"

"You did, so there's so need thinking about that." I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. I didn't care how filthy I was right now. I had him and nothing else mattered.

"You wanna go take a shower?" He asked.

"Why? You plan on seducing me there as well?" I asked.

He grinned wickedly. "Would I be successful?"

I hopped down from the counter, turning off the stove. "You promise you'll make me pancakes when we finish?" When he nodded eagerly I smiled, letting him pick me up and run to the bathroom.

An hour later he placed a plate of breakfast in front of me. I smiled up at him. "You are awesome."

"I know. I'm also hot, and sexy, and dashingly stunning-"

"Yeah yeah."

"And madly in love with you." He finished with a smile. I didn't smile back. Because as much as I loved hearing it from him, it was making me feel guilty.

As if he heard my thoughts, he pushed my chin up. "Don't ever feel that I want you to say that you love me only because I do. Don't."

I nodded. We finished our breakfast in silence and he drove me to uni. I kissed him goodbye and went over to class, feeling something I'd never felt before.

"Girl, dude, wait!" I turned around. Ethan put his arm around my shoulder. "You know I don't have to be worried about your boyfriend killing me when I do this because we're bros now."

I giggled. "I'm glad you're getting along with him."

He stopped, making me stop with him. He bent down and smelt my hair. "You smell like a guy."

I pushed him away, feeling my cheeks turn red. "I-I used h-his shampoo."

"You know," He put his arm around me again and started walking. "I would have believed that if you hadn't been so nervous." Then he threw his head back and laughed.

I blushed furiously, wanting to hide. We went over to the class and sat down at our usual spot. The door to the class opened again and Noah entered. I felt myself tense. He looked here and there, and when his eyes finally settled on me, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes looking conflicted. I knew that expression, I'd seen it on his face a lot of times to know that he was regretting it. He was regretting what he did in the changing room.

Ethan glanced at him, raising an eyebrow, his expression hard. Then his eyes turned mischievous. Noah came to sit directly beside our seat.

Ethan gasped dramatically. "Five times?! No way, A girl! You guys did it five fucking times since yesterday night?"

I choked on my spit.

"That guy has stamina, dude. And you know what they say about guys with stamina, you keep them close."

"Who the fuck says that?" I gritted my teeth. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm getting him off your back." He whispered, his eyes asking me to play along. Then his pitch increased again. "He punched the guy for you?! Seriously? Oh man you know you have the guy whipped when he goes to fight for you."

My eyes were wide but I nodded nonetheless.

"Some people just need to understand that they can't really get what they want always. Especially when that something is way out of their league." He said that so loud that the entire class heard him. Behind him, Noah was clutching the end of the table tightly, his knuckles turning white. "And especially if that something belongs to a King."

Noah got up abruptly, his expression furious. His eyes met mine and there was nothing but pain in them. He looked broken, he looked like he had the day he'd left. He looked as if he was scared. I felt sad momentarily, I felt sad for him. But then I remembered what he'd done the other night, and all the feelings of remorse vanished.

He left, slamming the door behind him, and he didn't come back the entire class.

I was on my way to the next class when I was pulled into a classroom. An empty classroom. By Noah. I freed my hand from his grasp and turned around to go away.

"I'm sorry." His voice broke off. "I fucked up. My heart fucked up. When I saw you looking like...like that I just couldn't-" He shook his head. "If you want to leave I'll understand, but I just wanted to say something, just one thing. I won't bother you ever again after that. I'm not even going to be close to you right now because I know you almost hate me right now." With that he moved away, almost two feet away from me. My back was to the door, I could get out.

And I did turn around to go away

"I love you." He said and I froze. "I've always loved you, you know that. When I went away I lived only because I'd hoped deep down we'll meet again, that I'll get a chance to call you mine again. You've always been the one for me, Amelia. You are the only girl I've ever loved and you will always be the only girl."

"You have someone." He whispered, looking down. "And I know I ruined even the tiniest chances that I had with you when I kissed you because you clearly didn't want me to. But please see this from my perspective. I see you after four years, four years of staying apart from the girl I love, and I lost it, Amelia. I couldn't control myself. I know that's not an excuse, I know I still don't have a chance, but a part of me just can't help but hope that deep down it's still Noah. It's still Noah for you."

I turned around to look at him. He used to be my safe place, and his soft words were bringing back memories I'd buried deep. Memories that I shouldn't be remembering. Memories that had the potential of ruining what I had with Theo.

"Why did you give me this?" I asked him, resting my head on his shoulder.

"It's a symbol of my love for you. You're the only one for me. That's the symbol of both of our dreams. I'm gonna take you there, one day." His blue eyes shined when he said this.

"I love you, Noah. Nothing will ever change that." I whispered.

"You have my heart. It'll always be yours."

I looked at him. His eyes still shone when he looked at me, his eyes still crinkled when he smiled, he still smelt like rain, like that fresh rain that poured every year. He looked the same. He looked like Noah, like my Noah. But he wasn't mine anymore.

I love you, angel.

I'll always, always catch you.

I felt a fresh wave of tears appear in my eyes at these overwhelming emotions. I had Theo. I didn't want anyone else, no matter my past. "I can't give you this. I can't give you what you want. You are my past, Noah. And I love my present, I know what I want in my future. It's not you. I'm sorry."

I turned around and left, but my heart didn't stop beating hard.

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