You're Perfect.

Ugly? Imperfect? Useless? Unimportant? Boring? Invisible? Yeah, that's what Jordan thinks of herself. Crushing on one of the popular guys, knowing that she'll never have a chance. But will she? Now that they know everything and have been through so much together, will this change this? Did things even need changing in the first place?
Everything happens for a reason!


24. wow.

It had been two and a half weeks since the incident. We didn't talk about it much, Noah and I. We went back to our usual routine but something was different, felt different.

Noah has been sleeping in my bed with me lately.

I woke up to a soft hand making it's way around my waist. I turned over to see Noah smiling at me,

"Good morning beautiful," He grinned. I couldn't help but smile. I ruffled his hair, held his head in my hands and went in for a kiss.

He wrapped his arms around me and we kissed. I wrapped my legs around his waist, slowly pulling him closer and eventually on top of me. His fingers danced on my back. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, he mirrored my actions. My left leg was moving up and down his body, tickling him with my toes. My right let was tucked up by his chest, slowly making it's way down to his arse. My foot massaged his bare back before sliding down under his boxers, pushing them down. I moved my hands down to his neck, then to his toned chest, pushing him down. He went with it, and slowly slid down. He layed his head on my stomach. I ran my fingers through his soft bed hair. He rubbed my thighs, going all the way up, teasing me, then going back down again. I tensed as his fingers started to rub around between my legs. Then he ran his fingers back down again. I broke the kiss and burrowed my head in his neck. He sat up straight and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling his closer. He wrapped his legs around me, forgetting I had pushed down his boxers. I looked down, he followed my eyes and blushed a bit. I laughed. He went to pull them up when I stopped him. I held his hands and looked into his eyes. They were so beautiful. Our forheads were touching.

Suddenly he took his hand from my grasp and moved them up my t-shirt. He started to pull it up. I bit my lip and tensed again. I pushed his arms down, I wasn't ready for this shit. I broke the eye contact and got up. Not wearing any trousers, I bent down and searched around in my draw. I could feel his eyes on my arse the whole time.

I started to walk out of the room when he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. He pushed me up against a wall, hard, which made me collapse into his arms. A feeling came over me. He started taking of my shirt again. My torso was bare. I wasn't ready for it but this felt so right.

I went with it.


One word,


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