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We both laugh for a second before she speaks,

"It was nice seeing you smile, A real smile. I don't think I've seen you smile at all since I met you"

Mia looks behind me and I follow lead, seeing Noah covered in cake as he leans against the door frame, hands stuffed in his pockets. Joshua pops up from somewhere and wraps an arm around her waist,

"It was nice meeting you up close"

He gave a smile before leaning forward,

"It's also nice to know the girl who can finally tame that arrogant child"

I laugh at the statement as he continued,

"No but seriously, I mean it. You're an amazing person, I mean my own daughter loves you and all you did was call her cupcake first time you met her"

"So that's why she doesn't like being called princess anymore"

Noah interjects from behind,

"Because of you, my princess doesn't respond to me"

I only shrug my shoulders as I wink at Mia,

"Well what can I do? She's my cupcake"

He gives me a look before he questions,

"If she's you're cupcake, then what am?"

"Is that even a question? You're my boss"

"Oooo she just boss-zoned you"

Mia pipes in laughing as Noah becomes baffled at my response. Joshua chuckles under his breath as he shakes his head. We stay like this for a few more minutes, a small conversation coming to an end.

It wasn't long until Callum and Zoe walk towards us all. As a cue sign, Joshua ushers Mia out the main, front door. As they both leave, Callum and Zoe replace them both. They also give a quick talk before they step outside; I followed behind them as I spoke,

"Thank you for coming over once more, I hope you all enjoyed the evening"

At my statement, everyone looked back at me and shook their hands in gratitude. They all gave a small chuckle as they stepped into their individual cars, waving one last time as they drove out into the main road.

A satisfied sigh leaves my mouth as I turn around to head back inside but only come to stop as I see both my parents also leave the house, holding containers and their jackets in their arms. I scrunch my eyebrows together and wait until they walked up to me,

"Where you going? You normally don't leave like this after guests..."

I trailed off. Mum looks over her shoulder back into the house before facing me again with a smile plastered on her face,

"Baby we're going over to nans for a couple of hours to give her some leftovers. I've told Noah we'll be back in a couple of hours and Leo said he had to be somewhere"

"But... it's like 9.45 where could he possibly go?"

They both looked at each other before shrugging before commenting,

"Probably over at Blake's, you know how your brother is"

Without giving it much thought, I nod a couple of times before realisation finally kicks in. It'll only be the two of us. Alone. That itself was enough to make my heart exhilarate. Dad takes a few steps more and kisses my forehead. He spoke fatherly,

"Now remember, I'm leaving you alone in my house with someone on the opposite gender. If you do the deed, use protection; otherwise you know the rules. You're out. I don't want an unplanned pregnancy under my roof"

"Dad!"

I whined like a child. He only laughed before kissing my forehead once more. Before you knew it, they too were also in their car; driving out onto the main road. Just before dad sped off, mum rolls down her window and gave a wink,

"Make use of the time now that we're not home"

I simply rolled my eyes at her childlike words. I only folded my arms over my chest as I looked down the main road,

"Oh just go already"

Even though I'm not looking at mum, I knew she was smirking. They didn't waste any more time before they sped off into the darkness. Knowing that I couldn't see their car in sight, I bit my lower lip before turning around, making ways back to the house.

As I steppe into the house, I was only met with silence. I silently locked the front door before glancing both ways from the middle of the hallway. I quickly step inside the kitchen, making sure that it was clean. I turned off the light before heading towards the living room.

I stepped into the living room and saw Noah nowhere to be seen. Weighing up the chance that Noah listened to my instructions, I turned off the lights and made way upstairs. As I walked up, I came to see a faint light shine from my room.

Coming to the top of the stairs, I follow the dim light that as exposed from my room. I walk carefully, my heels heard through the silence. The door was slightly agar, allowing me to see the inside of my medium sized room.

I found Noah stood by my desk, holding a picture frame, more specifically one of me working in the office that was taken by the devil himself, Luke. At the sound of my approaching heels, Noah turns his head. He places the photo down and comments comfortably,

"You look like a mess"

"Thanks, I could say the same for you"

I casually state back with my hands crossed across my chest, my body leaning against the door-frame. We stay like this, before I unfold my arms and walk into the room. I kept a safe distance between us but clearly Noah thought otherwise.

He sucks in his bottom lip, like he was contemplating something. It didn't last though because soon enough he took long strides, standing in front of me; snatching my breath ever so quickly. I take a small step backwards so that I look him in the eye.

His eyes search mine for a minute or so. I could feel his body rock forward and back every so slightly... like he wanted something from me but something was holding him back. He broke the silence as he whispered,

"You know... this is the most you've spoken to me all evening"

I only blink, the truth sinking in. It was the most I spoke all evening. It was my turn to bite my lip as I wondered. Even though I wanted to keep my distance it felt like a relief to speak to him. It was as if the pain was lifted, vanished.

I knew that my growing love for Noah only made my mind at peace and deep down somewhere at the bottom of my heart, I was glad I spoke to him instead of ignoring him. Even now, the silence between us was thick with tension; what type, only the gods above would know,

"Ah fuck this, I can't do it. I can't hold it anymore"

He spoke breaking the defining silence. Out of nowhere, he dips down to my height giving a quick peck on my lips. I look at him taken back, my lips parted. It happened so fast and unexpected yet I wanted more.. I needed more. I craved more.

I craved it so much that my body and mind wanted him and him only. He was my drug, my addiction whether I wanted to admit it or not. I guess that in the given moment, I didn't want to listen to anything but my heart.

My hands fly to his neck pulling him back down as I attached my lips to his. He was taken back by my actions for a second but gradually caught onto the gist as he placed his hands on my waist, pulling me close to him making our fronts touching.

I comb a hand through his hair as a soft and quiet moan leaves his mouth. He bites my bottom lip wanting entrance and without a fight, I open my mouth, allowing his tongue to fight mine for dominance. Our lips mould as one.

My mind felt hazy, my steps mirroring it as I find myself walking backwards; Noah following lead. We never break apart until my back touched the cold surface of door which he closed effortlessly.

His hands roamed my body, not leaving one place out. Every place he touched only made me feel like I was beyond cloud nine. He reattached his lips on mine as his hands continued exploring my body; gradually his hands moved south towards my bum.

He gave a squeeze resulting me to gasp. I break the kiss, lips parted, breaths heavy and fast. His eyes roam mine, the emerald no longer there as it was replaced with desire and lust. He sucked in a ragged breath before releasing it with an octave lower, whispered word,

"Jump"

Using the support of his shoulders, I muster the courage to lift my body, my legs wrapping around his waist. Now that I was in his hold, I was in level with his height. I placed my forehead against his, my arms wrapped around his neck as a whisper left my swollen lips,

"Don't let me fall"

My words only made him cocky and arrogant as he gave a lopside smile. He only smirked at me, his eyes holding a little glint of happiness. He stole a kiss before speaking against my lips,

"Never"

With that being said, he placed his lips back on mine as we both smiled in sync. Noah took steps back so that my back was no longer touching the cold surface. He moved around the room as if it was his own until he sat down making me now straddle him.

I pulled back and leaned a little as I looked at him from up close. I gave a soft smile as I raised a hand and cupped his face. I used my thumb and caressed his slightly prickly stubble, a faint smile forming on my face.

He closed his eyes for a second as he leaned in. He then reopened his eyes and kissed my palm as he looked into my eyes; never breaking eye contact for a second.He then removed his hand from my lower back to cupping the back of my neck pulling me in for another kiss.

Out of nowhere, he fell backwards onto the bed, pulling me along. A gasp left my mouth as I followed right after him. My hair falls by my side as it acted like a curtain. I move my hands so that they were placed on either side of his face keeping myself stable.

The dimness in the room made his face sparkle a little. I find myself lifting my forefinger and began to trace the outline of his jaw making him take in a sharp intake. He stared at me, he didn't say anything but his action spoke a million times more.

It spoke louder than words as he gripped onto my hip tighter. Clearly wanting more than what I was giving him. My eyes found his as a small smile played on my lips. I lean down teasingly, his eyes falling to my lips.

I was inches away from him before I changed course; kissing him on the cheek instead. I unstraddle him and began to walk away from him. After standing a few steps away, I turn back around to see him lift his head up clueless,

"I think your dad was right. You are going to have a cold shower"

He groans loudly, his head retouching the mattress as he threw his arm over his face. He muttered out a string of curses only resulting me to giggle. Giving in, I walk back to him and lean down to grab his hand, tugging on him to sit up straight,

"Come on, get cleaned. You can use my shower"

He obligated as he stood tall on his feet. He gave a cute pout as he pulled him away from the bed. As we walked over towards my shower, I was able to hear audible strings of curses,

"Stupid dad... stupid moment... stupid cold shower"