Chapter 2

Vivianne Sinclair

By 8 P.M, I was all dolled up for the party. I stood before the mirror, face brightened with a smile as my eyes swept over my reflection.

A short white fitted gown. The perfect dress for tonight… An easy one to throw off if shit goes down later.

‘You’re crazy, Vivianne!’

Yeah, I know.

I stepped out of my room and into the hallway, but paused as I met Bailey at the door.

She stared with disgust.

"Just because Noah helped you last time, you think you suddenly have the privilege to attend his party?" She scoffed, crossing her arms in front of her, eyes sweeping over me.

"You had better not make a fool of yourself, Vivianne."

There goes my busybody stepsister.

My eyes dropped to her bruised knees that was still barely healed, and a smirk curled my lips.

Of course, I made sure she paid for what she did to me earlier. I pushed her in school and made sure she bruised her knees… just like she did to me.

Sighs! Suddenly, everyone referred to me as a bad person, but nobody gave a fuck when she pushed me.

Well, I didn't give a shit about what they say or think of me.

I wore a smile, crossing my arms on my chest, and sniffled the air. “I see your knees doesn't hurt as much... Asking for another one?”

She gritted her teeth, her gaze burning.

"Vivianne!"

"Go fuck yourself, Bailey." Then I pushed her out of my way and walked away.

My breath caught, and my grip tightened on my phone the moment I stepped out of the house and saw Noah.

He stood by his red sport car, wearing a pair of baggy denim jeans and jacket, opened in the chest.

My eyes lingered on his broad chest as I stood before him, and fingers itching to touch him.

“Hey…” His voice snapped me back to reality, and my cheeks flushed as I found his eyes roaming my body.

"Hey!" My voice cracked beneath the loud pounding in my chest.

"How's your knee now?" He glanced down at my knee, and I smiled shyly.

"I'm feeling better now... Thanks to you."

"That's good to hear..." He paused, his eyes sweeping over my body again, a soft smile playing on his face.

"You look hot tonight, Ms. Sinclair... As always."

The way his eyes roamed my body… The way he bit his lip… Fuck! I felt my body heat up, and my core tightened just at the sight of that.

"Ladies first..." He opened the car door for me. “After you.”

I swallowed nothing.

“Thank you.”

Then I hopped in. My eyes locked with Bailey for a moment as she stood at the entrance, glaring at me, just before Noah drove off.

At Noah's place, my eyes swept around the living room. Students danced in pairs to the buzzing music, drinking, and screaming.

I almost mistook it for a club. I mean, I didn't know our students were this wild.

I felt uncomfortable for a split second.

“Are you alright?” Noah's voice brought me back to reality, and I managed to smile at him, nodding my head.

“Do you want to dance?”

“Yes…” I nodded, unable to hold back. I'd been waiting for this moment all my life.

My breath hitched as he slid an arm around my waist, pulling me close, our bodies pressing against each other.

“I've not danced with anyone before.” I whispered shyly, melting under his gaze as he guided my hand to his shoulder.

He gave me a reassuring smile, “I got this.”

“Just follow my lead.”

Then we began dancing.

My legs faltered at each step we took, but Noah's strong arm around my waist held me in place, as he smiled at me, as if telling me ‘it's okay. I've got this’.

“Has anyone ever told you this?”

I raised a brow. “Huh?”

“Your eyes… they’re gorgeous…” He leaned close, his warm breath fanning the nape of my neck, and his lips brushed my earlobe as he hushed. “... And seductive.”

My breath caught, and my grip subconsciously tightened on him.

I looked away, and he chuckled lightly.

Everything went still… except the continuous thudding in my chest.

My eyes lingered on his lips, and heat flushed through my body, settling deep in my abdomen, clutching it tightly, down to my pussy.

Holy fuck! Am I aroused?

Hell no! This can't happen, please! I'd be embarrassed.

“You know you look cute when you're shy, hmm?”

Fuck! He's flirting with me… Does he have the slightest idea of what he's doing to me right now?

Our eyes locked for a moment before they dropped to his lips, and I swallowed hard as nasty thoughts flooded my mind.

I was still reeling when a cold liquid suddenly spilled on my back, wetting my cloth.

I gasped before turning swiftly, and there she was… Bailey. She stood before me, a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.

When did this bitch get here?

“Oops! My hand slipped.”

I knew she did that intentionally.

My jaw tightened as my blood boiled beneath my skin.

How dare she ruin my dance with Noah?!

“What the hell do you think you are doing, Bailey?” Noah gritted, but before he could say another word, I grabbed the glass of wine beside me, and threw it right on her face.

She gasped… I gasped… And everyone else gasped. Then silence followed.

“Oops! My hand slipped, stepsister.” I smirked.

“Vivianne, you bitch! How dare you?” She gritted, fuming.

"You fucking asked for that!" Noah said to her, then held my hand.

“Come with me. I'll go help you clean that.” he gently led me away from the living room, not before glaring at Bailey.

We walked into one of the rooms upstairs, and Noah turned to me.

“I'll get you something to change into.” As he walked to the closet, I took the opportunity to glance around, my lips hanging open in awe.

The room wasn't just spacious, but had the perfect decoration too. A king-sized bed laid in the center, right beneath the chandelier light ascending from the ceiling.

I barely started admiring the room when Noah walked back to me with a white baggy shirt.

“Can you make do with this? I'll have your dress dry cleaned.”

“Oh… thank you.” My fingers brushed his as I reached for the dress, and my breath caught.

We locked eyes for a moment, and as my gaze dropped to his lips, my inside twitched with desire.

‘Kiss those lips’.

A voice screamed in my head, but I held back.

“Uhm… I'll change into this.” I said hurriedly, dashing into the bathroom.

*****

“This barely covers me.” I muttered, pulling the shirt down once I changed into it.

The shirt barely covered my butt, and I had only panties on.

“Ms. Sinclair? Are you okay?” Noah knocked on the door gently.

“Oh… Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be out in a bit.”

My fingers tightened at my sides as I stepped back into the room.

“I'm here…”

Noah's eyes swept over me, a smirk curling his lips.

“Looks my shirt looks better on you than it does on me.”.

My cheeks flushed.

“I'm sorry for the inconvenience.” I muttered.

“It's fine… You looked cool back there by the way.” He chuckled. “I didn't know Ms Sinclair had that fierce side.”

I bit my lip, rubbing my palms beside me, embarrassed.

“I'm sorry you had to see that. I was just—”

“I liked that.” His voice ignited something in me.

I blinked. “Huh?”

“I like crazy girls…” he chuckled. “Don't get me wrong, please. I mean I like my girl crazy and can defend herself when I'm not there.”

I swallowed hard. ‘My girl?’

My lips parted but no words came out. Our eyes just locked, silence echoed around us… except for the sound of my heartbeat… Loud and heavy. As if it'd explode in a second.

My eyes roamed his body, settling on his lips, and my pulse quickened with desire. The only thing I could think of at that moment was to be taken… by Noah.

‘Pull yourself together, Vivianne. You are not about to offer yourself to him for sex, are you?’

I tried to think of something else… just anything to get me distracted, but the feeling of my blood rushing under my skin, the heat in between my legs… and the tingling in my skin, kept drawing me back.

My lips parted as my breath became shallow, and the next second, Noah closed the distance between us, his finger brushing against my lips, eyes locked on me, and his voice… hoarse.

“Fuck it, Vivianne… What are you doing to me?”

Chapter 3

Vivianne Sinclair

My fingers tightened at my sides, heart pounding hard against my ribcage as Noah's lips brushed mine.

For a moment, I stood frozen as he pulled away, our eyes locked, and silence thickened around us, but I could hear the thudding in my chest… as if my heart was begging for an escape.

My skin tingled as his hand found its way to my cheek, his forehead pressed lightly on mine, and that dirty flirtatious smile that had my core clenching with desire, lingered on his lips.

“Fuck!” He groaned in a muffled breath, his face buried deep in my neck, his arms wrapped around me, as if he didn't ever want to let me go.

“No…ah…” My breath hitched, voice cracking, fingers digging into his arms as his lips pressed harder into my neck, teasing me.

He pulled away, his eyes locked on mine lustfully, a dirty smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he said between shaky breath.. “Say my name again, V.”

Heat crept up my chest, and I swallowed nothing.

V? Wow! I love that name… the way it sounded so smooth and seductive.

“Noa…” He claimed my lips apart… Slow… gentle… and soft… as if taking his time to savour this moment, and fuck! This feeling was driving me insane.

My knees buckled beneath me, skin tingling with anticipation as his hand crawled up my thighs.

Yes! Right there… Please touch me right there.

But he stopped halfway and pulled away slightly in a way that his arm was still around my waist, and his eyes fixed on me.

“Are you sure about this, V?” He asked, breathless.

“I'll stop if you ask me to…” He leaned close, his face less than an inch away. “But please don't…”

He pleaded, as if desperate for this.

I could stop this now, but I wanted this… I wanted Noah so badly that I couldn't resist it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pecking his lips.

He smirked then swept me off my feet, laying me carefully on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine.

My lips parted, and I gulped down the lump in my throat the moment he took off his shirt, and his sexy toned abs greeted my innocent eyes.

“Holy fuck!” I gasped before I could hold back, and he chuckled.

My eyes glued to his abs, my fingers itching to touch them, but I resisted it.

My attention was disrupted when Noah took my hand and placed it on his chest, his eyes on me. “I'm all yours tonight, V. You can touch me however you like.”

A smile crept up my face as I carefully ran my fingers through his body.

His lips parted, breath stuttering, and eyes squeezed shut.

Is this real? The shit I had been imagining in my head for months… has it finally come to reality?

“Fuck it, V.” He moaned with a shaky breath as my fingers brushed his nipple, and his member hardened against my waist.

I panicked for a second.

Isn't that too huge?

But his lips pressing against my belly button, and his warm palm crawling up my inner thigh distracted me.

I jerked my hips, pressing my legs together subconsciously as his fingers brushed my swollen and wet pvssy.

He looked at me, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he said, “I'm proud of you, V. Look how wet you are for me... You have no idea how long I've waited for this.”

I blinked, replaying his words in my head.

Does he feel the same way for me?

I hadn't even answered my own question when his finger brushed that sweet spot... my clitoris, and I felt a spark inside me... One that had me gasping for breathing, biting my lip, and pressing my head hard against the pillow.

I shuddered beneath him, my abdomen clenching, and my heart racing as he teased me down there… Slow… fast… slow… gentle… rough… soft… and then slow. I felt my pvssy throb… with pleasure.

My wall tightened, body shaking violently, breath hitching as Noah increased the pace.

“Fuck!” My fingers dug deep into the bedsheet, my toes curling on their own, and my hips jerking... once... twice... and the third time, I felt my orgasm tore through me...

*****

Next morning

I stepped into Stormbridge building, my heart pounding hard and core tightening as memories of last night clawed back into my mind.

My v-area was still sore, but knowing that I gave my virginity to my crush, the hottest, and most popular hockey player in school… I guess that's compensation.

Are we automatically dating now after last night? I can't wait to see and ask Noah that, Being Noah's girlfriend? That'll be a dream come true.

When I woke up this morning, Noah was already gone. Although that was disappointing, I assumed he'd gone out for his morning workout, so I had left his apartment back to my dorm room to get ready for school.

My breath caught in my throat when I spotted Noah walking down the veranda.

“Hey, Noa…” My voice trailed off, and I curled my nails into my palms.

Facing him now will make me feel uncomfortable, knowing that I cummed for this same dude last night. I should brace myself for now.

I took a deep breath before proceeding to class.

“She's here… She's here…” I could swear on my life that I heard someone say in a low voice the moment I stepped into the class.

I paused, my eyes sweeping around the class, meeting each of the students’ eyes. They stared weirdly at me, some making faces.

“What's going on?” I muttered, my fingers tightening on my backpack, but I shook it off and proceeded to my seat.

Talking behind my back is what they do best. If it'll help their grades, then that's fine.

‘My God! She's so disgusting. How can she show her face in school today after what she did? Shameless’.

'I knew she was a bitch, but this is unexpected!’

The noises soon faded into silence the moment Bailey walked into the class. She walked straight to me, her eyes locked on me.

I rolled my eyes. She better not start now. I'm too excited to get into a fight with her.

“Bailey, what is…”

SLAPS!

I gasped, eyes widened as my hand flew to my burning cheek as Bailey's hand smacked my cheek so hard.

“Isn't it enough that you were allowed to stay in this school despite that you don't belong here, and what? You brought shame to the family instead?" She gritted, her eyes burning with rage.

I shot to my feet, tightening my jaw.

“Vivi…”

SLAPS!

My hand swung across her face, smacking her cheek so hard that she winced, her hand instinctively flying to her face. Her eyes widened.

“Don't fucking put your hand on me. Ever again!”

‘Isn’t she shameless? How can she do this?’

‘I can't believe Noah would stoop so low to sleep with her. I can bet with my life that she threw herself at him’.

My breath caught, my jaw almost reaching the ground. How did they know that I slept with Noah?

“Vivianne! Seducing Noah? Do you know what the fuck you just done?” Bailey's voice drew my attention back as she tossed her phone on the table in front of me.

A picture of myself, naked on Noah's bed displayed on the screen.

I froze.

My chest tightened, knees buckled beneath me, and my hand trembled as I reached for the phone.

"Wh... what is this?" My voice cracked in a whisper.

I was still reeling from what I just discovered when a familiar voice echoed outside the classroom.

“You won the bet, buddy… I told you she was just acting tough.” It was Levi… one of Noah's close friends.

Those words crushed the last piece of my broken heart.

“Yeah… Noah always gets whoever he wants… Of course, no girl can resist Noah's charm. That's what makes him a star.”

I huffed silently, squeezing my shut as it spun achingly.

He took my virginity for a mere bet with his friends? The moment we shared last night... It was all a game to him?

I trusted him… I thought I was safe with him. I thought he felt something genuine for me… but all these… him showing up to save me when Bailey bullied me... inviting me to his party... ending up in his room... They were all his perfect plans all along.

My heart twisted, and tears blurred my vision.

Noah walked into the class with his friends at that moment, but paused, colours draining from his face as our eyes locked.

Even though it was for a split second, I saw what looked like remorse in his eyes... Or maybe I was just hoping he felt it. Maybe it wasn't there at all.

I tightened my jaw, my blood boiling under my skin. For a second, I thought of walking away silently, but hell no! That is not who I am!

Vivianne doesn't ever go down without a fight.

I won't go down alone.

I held my shoulders and my head up high, forcing a smile on my face as I locked eyes with Noah.

“Yeah, I had sex with Noah.” I admitted.

Everything stilled... except for the pounding and aching in my chest.

“Well, too bad I didn't get the pleasure of that first time…” I paused and sighed. “Noah's weiner was too little that I merely felt it penetrating me. I didn't even feel my hymen break.”

Everyone gasped, heads turning to look at him, murmurs building in the classroom.

You want to humiliate me? Well, I don't mind dragging you to hell with me.

“I've always fantasized about my first time being magical, but thanks to Noah, I'm traumatized, and I don't think I want to try sex again for a long time.”

Noah's face reddened with embarrassment.

“What do you think you are doing, Vivianne?!” Bailey snapped, and I turned to her, a smile stretched around my lips.

Right… I almost forgot that I haven't put this bitch in her place.

“I would've suggested you try him yourself, stepsis… but I know you like it big enough to fill up your coochie.”

She clenched her jaw, fingers tightened beside her.

“Ms. Sinclair…” The principal, Mr. James walked into the class, his eyes on me.

“Come with me.” And without another word, he turned and walked out of the class, not before glancing at Noah.

I'm screwed!

Chapter 4

Vivianne Sinclair

SLAPS!

My dad's hand struck my face the moment I stepped into the principal's office.

My eyes sparked, and my hand flew to cover my burning cheek.

"You shameless whore! How dare you bring shame to my family?"

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I held it back. My heart ached.

“I gave you everything, and this is how you pay me back?”

I scoffed. Everything? Acting like a good father here, huh? Give me a fucking break, please! When did he ever know that I exist?

I locked eyes with the principal briefly, my fingers tightened at my sides as I lowered my gaze.

“Ms. Sinclair…”

My breath caught in my throat the moment the principal's voice echoed in the office.

This wasn't going to go unpunished. I could handle anything else but expulsion... I've worked too hard to get here... I can't lose everything now.

“You do know what you did is against Stormbridge Academy's code of conduct, right?”

I nodded, biting into my lip.

“And if this gets to the public, it will not only put the school's reputation at risk, but would also worry the parents who has kids here.”

I remained silent.

“This act cannot go unpunished.”

I swallowed hard. Just give me hard labor, please... I prayed silently.

“According to Stormbridge’s rule, you are hereby expelled from the Academy with immediate effect.” he said, tossing an expulsion letter before me.

My knees buckled beneath me, and heat blossomed in my chest.

“Si…Sir…” My voice cracked, tears welled up in my eyes.

“I…I…” I stuttered, but no words came out.

Dad looked away with disappointment as I turned to him. Not that he would stand up for me anyway.

“You can't do this, Sir. I didn't do…” Tears streamed down my cheeks as my voice trailed off.

“You have thirty minutes to vacate the Academy's dorm.”

I dropped to my knees, my body trembling, and voice shaking. "Please, sir... Y...you can't expel me... I... I... I'll do anything else, please. I can't leave this school."

The principal looked at me coldly, his eyes void of emotions. “Excuse me. I'm busy.”

My dad stood and left without another word.

"Si...sir---"

"I might be forced to ask the security to see you out if you don't leave now, Ms. Sinclair."

His mind was already made up... Nothing I say will change it.

I dragged myself up, then reached for the expulsion letter before walking out of his office.

Noah stood outside the moment I stepped out, and my grip instinctively tightened on the paper as I paused.

Right… Noah wasn't summoned too. Not even the principal would dare summon Mr. Boulevard’s son, knowing that the Academy stands a chance to lose its biggest fish… their largest shareholder.

He stood before me, staring with guilt written on his face... Or maybe I was just trying hard to see him feel guilty that I made that up in my head.

He couldn't have felt remorse...This is what he wanted anyway.

“Vivi…”

Without sparing him a second, I walked past him...

*****

Students hung along the walkway, whispering, laughing, and throwing insults at me as I dragged my suitcase down, but I held my shoulders and head up high.

I paused as I approached the parking unit and spotted Bailey walking towards dad's car. She paused and looked back at me, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

I joined them in the car, and the ride home began.

Back home, I headed inside before dad and Bailey, ignoring my stepmom who was sitting in the living room, I headed upstairs to my room.

Dad walked in at that moment.

"Vivianne…”

I stopped on the staircase.

“You can stay here for just today. You're moving out first thing tomorrow morning.”

My grip tightened on my suitcase, and I let out a scoff.

“I can't let you cause any more trouble for this family. I won't let you ruin Sinclair's reputation.”

Throwing me out now and talking reputation? The same reputation my mom built for him? The same company my mom helped raise to the top twenty successful companies in New York before she died?

Another second barely passed when my phone pinged with a text. An alert of ten thousand US dollars popped on the screen.

“That should be enough to sort yourself out.”

I huffed. Ten thousand dollars? Will that even pay a year's rent?

I turned to him, blinking back my tears.

“Did you ever see me as your daughter?”

He scoffed, placing his hands on his waist.

“You have never treated me as a daughter. You've never looked at me with love. You've always neglected me—”

“All I asked of you is to be like your sister! If you were half as good as Bailey, I would've loved you!”

“All you do is cause trouble. You are useless, Vivianne! You should never have been born!”

Those words struck my heart, and my stomach knotted, but I composed myself. No! They must not see me in tears.

I looked at Bailey, and she smiled softly… as if saying ‘look, I took everything from you’.

I wanted to yell at him… to defend myself and insist on staying here, but fuck it! Staying around these people was already messing with my head anyway.

I lifted my phone to my face... For a second, I thought of sending the money back to him, but paused, my grip tightening on my phone.

I have student debt to pay... I don't have any savings... And I don't even have anywhere to go. How will I survive?

With that in mind, my hand dropped beside me, and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

Bailey stepped forward, standing beside dad, her arms wrapped around his arm, and a faint smirk at the corner of her lips. "You shouldn't just stand there, Vivianne. Maybe dad will change his mind if you beg him."

"You can't take her back, honey. She's brought so much shame to the family. She's always causing trouble, and she's ungrateful." My stepmom spoke for the first time.

That witch!

My fingers tightened on my suitcase. Fine! I'll leave! There's no point staying here when I'm not valued anyway.

I'm going to make all of them pay for this... Noah... dad... Bailey... and everyone that hurt me. They'll all regret it...

Chapter 4

Noah Boulevard

‘I'm sorry, Noah. There's nothing I can do. Your dad insisted she must be expelled, and I didn't have a choice’

The words echoed in my head even long after I left the school.

My chest burned with rage, my fingers tightened on my phone as I stood before my dad in the living room.

“Dad… We need to talk—”

“We have nothing to talk about, Noah—”

“It’s all my fault, dad… I…I… I did everything. Vivianne did nothing wrong.” My voice shook, heart thudding against my ribcage.

He remained silent, his eyes glued to his phone… It was as if my presence wasn't noticeable.

“If anything, I should get punished, dad. I lured her to my room because of a silly bet with my friends…” Those words burned my tongue, down to my chest, tightening it.

Holy shit! I guess this is how it feels lying for the first time.

“I took the pictures while she was sleeping… I spread those rumours in the school because she kept acting tough. I wanted to prove to everyone that she wasn't that reserved like she…”

Before I could finish my speech, a glass cup flew from dad's hand and landed right on my forehead, then crashed to the ground.

For a second, I thought I imagined it, but the sudden pain that exploded through my head, and the blood trickling down my face confirmed it was real.

My hand instinctively flew to my forehead and I let out a wince.

He glared hard at me, his jaw tightened, and his face dripping with disgust. “I am not going to fold my arms and watch you bring shame to my family… You won't ruin the reputation I've spent years building!”

My heart stung.

I let out a scoff. “I guess throwing another person under a moving bus to save your reputation is nothing to you, right?”

I didn't know where the courage to face him came from, but for the first time in my life, I didn't want to stand and do nothing.

Colours drained from his face, and he blinked. “What?”

“You are not even going to get me punished for doing that to her, but you would rather hurt her instead?” Tears blurred my vision.

I didn't do it… Yes, I can be a jerk sometimes, but doing that to Vivianne or any other woman? That's not who I am. But I would take the fall if that's what it takes to clear her name.

“If you feel so guilty, why don't you withdraw from Stormbridge instead?” Dad shot to his feet, glaring hard at me.

I swallowed nothing, taking a step back.

“I know, right? You dare not do that, do you?” A smirk curled his lips.

“Noah…” He closed the distance between us, his eyes locked on me. “If you insist that she was wronged, I can bring her back to Stormbridge, but only on one condition…”

He straightened up, his hands in his pockets. “That you give up your hockey career and follow the path I've always wanted you to follow.”

My breath caught in my throat, nails digging into my palms so tightly, my knuckles turned white.

Hockey wasn't just a sport to me, but my life… And now he wants me to give it up? How heartless can he be?

“If you are not ready to do that, then I'm afraid I can't help you.”

And with that, he turned and headed to the staircase, but paused and looked back at me over his shoulder.

“I'm letting you off this time, but if you cause any more trouble for this family again, I'm afraid I won't be able to let it slide.” Then he walked away... not even so little as a glance back at me.

Back in my dorm room, I sat on my bed, phone in hand, and eyes glued to it, reading the text I had composed to send to Vivianne.

‘I'm sorry about what happened, Vivianne. I would never do anything to hurt you. I've always genuinely liked you, and I cherished what happened between us… I'm sorry for the trouble that I caused you. I'll bring you back to Stormbridge Academy. I promise’

Just as I was about to send the text to Vivianne, dad's words echoed in my head.

‘Are you ready to give up your hockey career?’

My grip tightened on the phone, and I bit my lip hard.

Why is this happening just when I thought my dream was about to come true?

Being a Boulevard's was like a curse to me. My life was a reality of the script my father had written even before my existence… To him, I was nothing but an actor who had to fit the perfection of the character he had created.

My life… my career… and everything has been written in this script, and the only thing I've been doing all my life, was follow it.

Be a businessman like him… That is what he had always wanted, but I stood my ground. He'd take everything else from me, but not my passion to do what I loved the most… becoming a hockey player.

And just when I was slowly getting his support, or so I thought, I got into this mess.

I stared at my phone's screen, a bitter smile creeping up my face as memories of months ago clawed back into my mind… The day I first saw Vivianne.

That was the first time I genuinely felt something for a woman… And from that moment, I'd stare at her from afar, admiring her, but never had the courage to approach her.

I was scared that I'd never get a chance with this crazy girl who had won my heart in every way.

Maybe I should never have approached her. She would've been safe if I had just kept admiring her from afar.

Right… Just turn away from this, Noah. You have to be selfish. For the sake of your future. Remember this is the first time you ever really want to do something for yourself… to genuinely make yourself happy… Just do this for you.

And with that in mind, I wiped the text, but still held my phone tightly.

Right… For once, I should be selfish for my sake…