An Unfinished Love Story P.1

Now just because this is what's in my head right now, let's start with Noah. Also just so you know all the names I use will be changed and also a few minor details just cuz. SO, Noah. To understand the whole perplexity of him and I's situation, we need to start from the beginning.

My friend Bonnie came over one day (around 10 months ago) and told me about this guy she was interested in who she met through our mutual friend named Daniel. Daniel is the best jump roper in the world and has been for the past 6 years. He literally toured the globe, traveling, making thousands, with a jump rope. I know weird right. His best friend (who is the 4th best jump roper in the world) that he met through touring is this guy named Noah. Now Bonnie starts showing me pictures of Noah and telling me about him and I'm encouraging her to hook up with him because she just went through a breakup. She decides going to go for it and ends up inviting me to dinner with her, Noah, Daniel, and some other friends. I say yes.

I'm told to come outside and I climb in the back of this huge sketchy looking van with all my friends and Noah driving. While we're driving to our destination, I keep trying to peer in the rearview mirror to catch a glimpse of what this boy looks like (outside of Instagram.) The van pulls into the parking lot and everyone gets out. I walk to the front to greet Noah and holy fucking shit.

I am waiting for another moment where I feel like how I did when I locked eyes with that boy and I pray that It happens again with someone besides him. Ask anyone who knows me and they will tell you I am extremely confident and gregarious. Two of my senior superlative in high school were “most outgoing” and “life of the party.” Which I am aware high school was bullshit but I do believe those character traits are well represented currently by my personality considering high school wasn't that long ago for me. But despite my ability to feel comfortable and confident in every situation, this kid looked at me and It felt like the earth had shifted out from under me. My stomach plummeted and I could barely remember how to introduce myself.

“Hi! I don't think we've met before. I'm Rebecca.” I said trying to hold in my excitement and awe of the beautiful man I was looking at.

“I'm Noah, it's nice to meet you.” He responded.

We both smiled softly and shook and hands. Once we stopped touching I booked it ahead of the crowd. I couldn't let anyone see that I was smiling harder than I had smiled in MONTHS just from the smallest interaction with a guy THAT IS NOT MINE.

Now, I have a very strict code I follow when it comes to boys. Love them, but love the women in your life more. Boyfriends come and go but go friends will last a lifetime if you do it right. So with this, I never have found interest with any of my friend's ex-lovers or current lovers and never planned on it either. Until Noah.

I don't know if I believe in love at first sight but I will tell you that I have seen many many many drop-dead gorgeous boys, ones more attractive than Noah, and I have never felt anywhere close to what I felt when I saw him. Don't get me wrong, he is an extraordinarily handsome guy. Half eastern European and half Spanish, his looks could easily be plastered on the cover of a magazine, but STIILLL I can not understand why I was so overcome with emotion when I saw him and to this day I truly don't know.

We go inside the restaurant and to my horror his personality is magnificent. I tried my hardest to ignore him and the conversations that he held on the other side of the table but failed miserably. Every chatting session I immersed myself in would be clouded by thoughts like “who is this guy”, “I want him to talk to me”, “I need to be around him.” “Is he looking at me? Does he find me attractive?”

Dinner ends and I go home. Bonnie informs me the next day that she and Noah hooked up after we had dinner. “Good. Now he won't be inclined to talk to me and I can just keep my distance.” I thought.

Bonnie and Noah show up later to a party I was hosting and low and behold Bonnie told Noah all about my music business plans for after college and that just happens to be exactly what Noah is planning on doing as well. He comes up to me a strikes up a conversation. I find out that he's from where my sister just moved to go to medical school and they live about 30 minutes from each other. Of course. We talk about our futures and what we want he suggests we should go into business together later in life. This ends with a firm hands shake and an agreement to be “Business Partners.”

A few drinks and another day later, I'm at Daniels house with Bonnie and Noah and a few others hanging out. I can't help but be around Noah and go to sit by him. He finds out I'm an artist and proposes a draw off. He draws me. I draw him. We're bobbing our heads up and down looking at our sketches and each other faces to copy them down and we make eye contact every now and again. With Bonnie sitting right next to him, he looks at me and states confidently with a smirk.

“Mhhmm. It's so interesting to watch your pupils dilate every time you look at me”

What the hell. Now I'm blushing so hard and I can feel my face burning because he just called me out for my bodies natural sign of being attracted to him. And I gotta continue to draw his gorgeous ass face when he knows I find him attractive. I giggle and respond with something stupid like “Oh that's weird.” After our portraits are done, I move away from him. I couldn't resist flirting my ass off with this kid and I definitely needed to get some distance out of respect for Bonnie.

The next night I find my mojo again. I swallow whatever feelings I have for Noah deep down and I make sure to talk to everyone but him. However, he finds me at the bars and informs me that he has tickets to go see the arctic monkeys in two days. He explains that his friend bailed on him so now he has no one to go with and an extra ticket. He had offered to take Bonnie but since she had work, she suggested that I should go with him instead. FUCK. I knew I shouldn't have, But I said yes.

Fast forward to the day of the show. As I am driving there to meet him for dinner, I have some time to think. I make the decision right then and there that I wasn't going to hook up with him. I was going to hold my legs closed and be myself but don't let him get to close. Although Noah and Bonnie had only just met a few days ago and Noah would be leaving to go to his home (which is 600 miles away from us) in a few days, it would still be a shitty move of me to go for him. I picked him and food up on the way. After slugging a bag of wine and talking in my car about anything and everything, I realized how much him and I got along. From favorite movies to our morals to what we want out of life. Everything matched up.

We get to the show about 30 min late and from the start of the night to the show, I can tell there is a big shift in both our attitudes. At the start, we both kept our distance. Talked as friends. Talked as “Business Partners.” But towards the end, we were so infatuated with each other that we would only look at the stage for a few seconds each before turning back towards one another to talk.

We were sitting down on chairs in the VIP section, can't remember how we got there but I wasn't complaining, and he looks at me and says something along the lines of.

“I have wanted to kiss you for so long but I know its not a good idea. You know, because of Bonnie. And we can't be hooking up if we're supposed to be business partners right? I'm still going to ask you though because I really want to. Can I kiss you?”

“I'm sorry but it just really isn't a good idea. No, you can't” I responded.

“That's alright.” He said with a small sigh

.....and then my bitch ass looks forward, zones out for a second, and then says

“Fuck it. Yes.” and I kissed him.

It didn't take long for us to be getting an uber together. Since we were pretty far from our places, I called a friend and asked if we could stay at his place. The funny thing about my friend's place is that he illegally owns various exotic animals. So we got there and drunkly played in the dark with some water buffalo, miniature ponies, zhorses, alpacas, and other weird but cool animals. Noah tells me that night that he has never had that much fun with a girl before. He tells I'm incredible. Then we get into bed. I was intoxicated on alcohol and on the experience that we had that night. We ended up had sex.

Bonnies birthday was the next day. Noah and I were expected to be there to celebrate it. And we were expected to be there as nothing more than Business Partners. Out of stupidity, we decided to try to keep our little fling a secret from Bonnie and everyone else. “Just until after her birthday.” we thought.