"You know this won't last, right?" I asked, letting the alcohol choose my words. I leaned my elbows on the table in dominance.
"Well, who says that it won't?" He asked, a smirk forming on his lips.
Sophia Ramirez was always the shy one in high schoo...
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"Scrambled eggs? Nah, no, Over-easy is where its at." Noah said shaking his head.
"Yuck," I said, taking a bite of my bacon.
Noah shook his head, sarcastically, in dissapointment.
I laughed and took a sip of my orange juice. "Pulp or no pulp?" I asked.
"Pulp." He said. I nodded in agreement. "Good choice, most people don't like pulp." I said.
"I know, whats up with that?" He asked, his eyebrows raised in confusion. I laughed at his dramatics.
He smiled at me. "I love your laugh." He said, quietly, resting his elbows on the table.
"I love that smile." I said in response.
He laughed and continued eating his food.
What I wanted to say was that I could stare at that smile forever or that I could obsess over every deatil of his face for hours. Having sex with Noah only made me fall more madly in love him which not only scared me, it terrified me.
It's not that I wanted to meet a gorgeous boy on vacation and fall in love, but it happened. I hated myself for falling for someone so quickly. I didn't regret anything, I just wished it had happened at another time.
Once we ate our breakfast and left the diner in our hotel, Noah grabbed my hand as we walked.
This was something that couples did, not a hookup. It felt weird but also so incredibly perfect. I was so confused by my emotions, I didn't know what to think or feel.
Did I want to date this boy past our vacation, yes. Was that realistic? I wasn't sure. I had never done anything like this before.
I had been this outgoing and carefree Sophia on this trip, but maybe my old, introvert ways were coming back to me.
Noah has successfully walked me to my room when he grabbed me hands from across me.
"Am I going to see you tonight?" He asked, shyly and biting his lip.
"Yeah, I don't know, I think me and my friends might be doing something." I lied.
