Chapter 4: Noah had said he wanted to take you to a party where you could just get to know all of his friends. You thought it was a great idea since Millie didn’t seem to like you, and you thought maybe you could become friends. Right before the party you got a text from an unknown number, it said “hey y/n it’s Millie. Finn and I are a thing now and he doesn’t want you anywhere near him, so stay away.” You didn’t respond at all. There was nothing to say, you knew finn liked you but Millie seemed to only want him to like her, so you let her have him. At the party they all wanted to play spin the bottle, but everyone voted on who the pardon it landed on would go in the closet with. You didn’t want to play at all but they said it was a harmless game and you didn’t have to do anything serious just stay in the closet and kiss for 3 minutes, that was it. You figured there couldn’t be any harm in it, after all they weren’t bad people that were out to get you, so you agreed. Sadie spun the bottle, it started so fast but as it slowed down you got nervous as it slowly inched right twoards you. It landed on you. Everyone whispered to each other and treated it like the worlds most important huddle. When they came out of their little group huddle they all said at once “Noah” he blushed uncontrollably and so did you. You both got up and went into the closet.
Noah: you don’t have to kiss me y/n, I’ll understand and they won’t ever even know.
You: well it all depends...do you want to?
Noah stayed silent.
You: Noah wth why won’t you ans-
He cut you off by kissing you and you kissed back. It felt like only seconds before someone barged in and said “ok love birds” and drug you both out. All throughout the game you kept making eye contact with each other until for the second time that evil bottle just had to land on you. The other times that they had all spun, the same people were chosen, gaten, Caleb, and Sadie, that was it. When they broke their huddle for the second time they said “finn” all in union...except for millie. She got out voted. You walked into the closet and...
A teenager’s romance.
A teenager’s romance is fickle or true
A teenager’s romance is red hot or blue
You’re either in misery or high on a crest
A teenager’s romance is like all the rest
They tell us we’re different
We haven’t the right
To decide for ourselves,dear what’s black and what’s white
Keep saying you love me
And they look upon
A teenager’s romance goes on and on