I'M SO SORRY!

So, so Sorry for delay! I have been busy, had things to do and been caught up :/ also I've had trouble coming up with what to write, it's hard because I kinda know what I want, but just can't type it out and create a chapter out of it....Urrg..I need inspiration AND motivation....

Annywaay....I love you guys....yes you the ones reading right now. You make me happy...that I am actually doing something right :)...thank you. <3

Aha, it’s a bit weird, I’m writing this story set in America....yet I live in the UK and don’t know much about America.... haha :P ..so weird writing ‘mom’ instead of ‘mum’ ahah :P oh well.....but do point out mistakesss please if I make any! :D

Baha....from writing this......I really want a twin ;) ahah.....think it’ll be pretty weird..but cool...

Oh and I can’t really remember what day it will be for the story...think it’s like a Saturday?...erm..not sure...but let’s stick with that :)

ANYWAY

Some Noah and Lexi acttiooonnn :)

you've waited long enough.....

ENJOY!

CHAPTER 62

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“Wake up! Wakey up!” A voice chirps in my ear, a weight jumping up and down on me...

I groan, a frown forming on my face as I peel my eyes open...

“Lexwi! Wake up!”

“Tom...” I grumble feeling the small four year old bouncing onto my body...

“Seeeeeeffffff!” Tom shouts, his jumping form moving onto the body next to me.

“Come oonn! Wakey up!”

I groan peeling my eyes open and rubbing them as I see the grinning face belonging to the excited four year old.

Why on earth is he so excited in the morning?

“Tom...” I groan still feeling sleeping and wanting to sleep “What are you doing?”

I hear him giggle, stopping that bouncing –thank god- and sits in between me and Seth...who’s slowly waking up as well...

“We’re going to the fair todaaay!” He cheers, those baby blue eyes wide with excitement as he then starts bouncing again...

I let out a sigh....of course..that’s why he’s excited...

“Yes....we are Tommy....” I say kicking my legs out from the covers “But not until later....” I let out a sigh, rubbing my eyes again and sitting up “So you didn’t have to wake us up...” I grumble, but Tom either doesn’t hear or ignore it and continues to grin excitedly, bouncing on the spot.

I hear another chuckle, one coming from my twin beside me and hear the bed springs creak as he climbs out of bed..

“Come on Tom, let’s go get some breakfast yea?” I hear Seth say, getting Tom’s attention

“Yeah!” Tom cheers, jumping to his feet and reaching out to Seth...

Chuckling, he takes Tom, leading him towards the door with him yapping away happily about god knows what....

I rub my eyes again, looking towards the clock on my night stand for the time.

Nine in the morning.

I groan, flopping back down onto my bed, why did Tom have to wake me up this early?

Grumbling, I pull the covers back over my body, thankful that Seth has taken awake that little goblin. But then a frown comes to my face as I remember, the events of last night.

I’m not thankful for him, I hate him. I hate the lot of them.

Shaking my head to myself, I fist the covers in my hand, pressing my face into my pillow and squeezing my eyes shut.....I just need to sleep.

As my mind wonders, slowly falling back into a sleeping state....but the sound of something vibrating interrupts it...

With a groan, I want to ignore it, but knowing that it’s there has disrupted my calmness.

I reach my hand out of the warmth of my covers and blindly grab my phone from the stand, bringing it back to me.

Peeking my eye open to look at the screen, my eyes cast over the name on the screen...and I can’t help the smile that tugs up at my lips.

Clicking open, I read the new message that I have received and woken me from going back to sleep...

‘Goooood Morning Sunshine! How are you this fine day, chipmunk? ;) xxx –Noah’

That’s what causes my smile to appear and the butterfly feeling in my stomach to flutter again...

Not only bad things came of last night, something good did too....

‘Morning!....now go away and let me sleep! Xxx’

I lightly smirk at my reply as I roll over onto my back, a silly smile still on my face as I close my eyes again, awaiting a reply and remembering things from last night..

The way his lips fit against mine, how his arm wrapped around me, how the view of the whole fair lite up in lights from the top of the big wheel....

Shaken from my thoughts, the vibration of my phones goes again, signalling a new message..

‘Aha...aww babe, you know I will never ;) Now get your arse up out of bed! I know your still in it ;) xxx- Noah’

I chuckle ever so slightly reading it, and I would be mad, but something stops me from being mad and I smile instead, typing out a quick reply with ‘Alright....I’m up xxx’ before dragging my body out of my warm, comfy bed.

I’m actually up out of bed, normally I’ll still curled up in a ball sleeping....but I’m up.

And it has something to with that boy next door.

My phone buzzes again just as I walk over to my closet and once again, a new message from him.

‘Aha! Aww, anyway...chipmunk?...do you want to go get some breakfast with me? :) xxxx- Noah’

And now, can’t stop the big smile from spreading across my lips as I read the text, he wants to go get breakfast?!...

Oh...wow.

Without thinking twice, I type a reply of ‘ Sure, if you stop calling me chipmunk– xxx Lexi’

Oh wow, I’m going to go get breakfast with Noah....

I dart towards the bathroom, shutting the door and turning on the shower, from receiving a text from Noah saying to come outside in 20 minutes, I have that long to get ready, so I hurry to have a shower, planning in my head of what to wear...

At 9:15, I’m ready. Showered and dressed in rather good time, considering I had no clue of what to wear to start with.

But then I thought, why should I care what I wear?...it’s just Noah, I see him practically everyday...I never used to care so much of what I wore...

Even thou, in the back of my mind, I still cared for what I wore...and knew exactly why...

I chose a pair of red jeans, with a white top with a black heart on it, matching with a thin black cardigan and some red converses, I’m ready to leave.

Leaving my hair down as usual after brushing it through, and along with the usual layers of eyeliner, I grab my phone and a few lose money from my bag I head out my room and down the stairs, a small smile staying on my lips as I feel giddy and excited...

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, I hear voices from the kitchen and I turn to that way because I aim on finding my mom...somehow going to tell here I’m going out...

“Mom!” I call as I head towards the kitchen, half looking down at my phone to see if a message comes through and half paying attention to what’s going on around me...

I hear the voices hush, and whispering, causing me to frown and look up from my phone as I approach the kitchen...

“Mom?-..” my words die out in the air as I step foot into the kitchen, seeing no sight of my mom, but I happen to see something else.

The dining table is has all sorts of food spread out across it, from eggs, bacon and pancakes to cereals! A whole selection of foods right there in front of me....

Along with seven grinning brothers of mine.

I stop in my tracks, stunned at what I’m seeing and blinking in disbelief....

They did this?....they’ve cooked all this food?!..

“Morning Lex...” My eyes dart over to the source of the voice, landing on the tall dark haired boy, Blake.

Seeing this, and seeing them....brings back why I didn’t want to see them, not that I forgot, I just temporarily did as I was more caught up in getting ready....but now, I don’t have that distraction and I remember...

A frown forms on my face as my eyes flicker between my brothers all stood around the table, with hopeful looks on their faces...

They think that by doing this will have me forgive them for what they did?!

No. No chance.

“Lexi...-“ I cut off who’s about to speak , that being Chris.

“I’m going out.” I say bluntly, keeping a straight face, before turning on my heels and hurrying out the kitchen, down the hallway and towards the front door.

Just by cooking me breakfast they think that it will all be okay?! That I will suddenly all just forgive them for what they did?!

No, no they can't just do that. It won't make up for what they did.

Ignoring the calls of my name, I hurry out the front door, slamming it shut behind me, looking up towards our drive and see parked up at the bottom, a black shining moped with a figure sitting on.

(A/N: By the way, I can't remember if I actually said at all if Noah can like drive or drive a moped, and also...I'm not sure if in America at 16 you can ride a moped, cus you can in the UK...so if I've got that wrong, please let me know :) but for now...Noah can drive a moped at 16 ;) )

My past slows down as I get closer, soon seeing the familiar dark brown hair that's being blown gently in the wind...

My eyes widen a little, Noah has a moped?!

As I approach him, his eyes cast to me and flashes me that cheeky smile of his, my stomach fluttering at the sight and a smile tugs up at my own lips too.

“Good morning” He smiles sounding a bit cheery and also cheeky, a matching black helmet balancing in his hands.

“....What is this?” Is my reply as I eye the bike, shiny black metal work that catches the sunlight, I never knew he could drive this!

“It's called transport..” he chuckles, offering the helmet in his hands towards me “Come on, we don't have all day...”

I raise an eyebrow at him in disbelief, “You really expect me to get on that...” I scrunch my nose up, it's not that it looks bad, in fact it looks pretty nice...just the fact that I have to get on that.

His eyes flicker behind me briefly before a smirk tugs up at his lips and he looks back to me, “Well considering that you have some followers, I think that you don't really have another choice.”

Looking over my shoulder quickly, I see Chris and Blake coming out of the front door, spotting me and start to shout my name...

Aw hell...

Cursing silently, I grab the helmet from his hands, pulling it over my head, feeling the bulkiness of it making my head heavier and I strap it up at the bottom under my chin before stepping to the bike, hesitantly putting my leg over as I feel a bit scared, but I manage to sit on the back seat and hear Noah starting the engine, the vibration of it rumbling through the bike.

“Hold on!” Noah tells me from over his shoulder as he takes his foot off from the floor, taking a seat on the seat in front of me...

I don't realise what he says until I feel the jolt of the bike as it accelerates forward, causing me jolt and my arms go out, grabbing a hold of the first thing in front of me, which happens to be Noah.

This is how I'm suppose to hold on....

My arms find their own way around Noah's torso as I hold on tightly, not wanting to fall off. I turn my head backwards slightly, to see the figures of my brother's as they watch from a distance as we drive off...

And I can't help but feel a small smirk tugging at my lips as we do, they were too slow...didn't catch us.

Turning back to the front again, I can just see over Noah's shoulder as he speeds down the road from our houses, the wind rushing through my thin cardigan, but I hardly notice, it's not that cold anyway.

But I do wonder where about we are heading.......I guess I'm about to find out.

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“Now, what would you like?”

My eyes hungrily scan over the selection of food in the display cabinet, having a hard time deciding what I would like.

There's too much to choose from!...all looking amazing delicious and just so tempting...

“Just choose something already...” I hear a chuckle behind me, urging me to hurry my decision up...

What do I choose?!.....Everything looks so mouth watering...

From perfectly cooked toast with melting butter on, to Bacon butties and eggs and bacon! Oh and even a mix of freshly picked fruit, oh my, my....too much to choose!

“If you don't hurry and choose something, I'll have to do it for you...” The deep chuckle comes behind me again, feeling a tickle on my neck as he's suddenly standing so close I can feel him breathing out as it gently tickles my skin..

I bite my lip, eyes darting over the billions of choices in front of me! Okay so maybe I'm a little exaggerating on the billion of choices......

“Oooh...I don't know!” I groan quietly, eyes back and forth between everything...

Noah chuckles once again from beside me, before stepping forward and looking to the worker behind the counter..

“Two of them please...” I snap my head up to see what he points at but am too slow as I don't see...

“What?” I ask “What did you get?” I turn to Noah as we wait and only get in response that sly smirk tugging at his lips...

“Relax...you'll like it...” He smiles amusedly keeping his eyes straight ahead...

I frown crossing my arms, “What if I don't?” I challenge, earning yet another chuckle

“You will..” he insists smiling secretively before glancing down towards me “Go find a seat, I'll only be a minute...”

I just frown at him, huffing before turning around and walking off.....he better not have ordered something horrible...

that would be just something he does...

Walking over to a free table in the corner, I take a seat, scanning the rest of this Café, only a few other people dotted around in here, I guess it is a bit earlier.

Yep, we're at some Café that's just out of town. Apparently one which Noah knew off, surprisingly, and said they do amazing food.

Which, from the looks of it, I must agree with so far.

Sighing quietly to myself, I lean back in the seat, eyes casting over to where Noah stands, at the till as he hands over a couple notes, I frown he's paying for both of us?

With thinking that I can't help but feel a swirl of happiness in the pit of my stomach, a funny feeling coming over me as a small smile tugs at my lips and I look down at the table trying to hide it...

Why is this happening? When I first met him he was as annoying as hell and I couldn't stand him!..But something changed....and thinking of it now, I think that there's always been something there. Because no matter how much he pi$sed me off, I still didn't get away from him, I went back for more even.......I should have thought of it then, there was always something between us....even then.

And watching him now, I feel the familiar butterfly feeling swirl in my stomach, just setting eyes up on him gives me them........gosh, I should hear myself. I sound like the girls in school!....this is not me...

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I look up just I time as I see Noah making his way over carrying a plate of something in each hand, with wearing that classic smirk and smile of his.

“Here we go.....” He smirks, placing the two plates on the table, one in front of me and the other in the place he will sit..

I look down at the plate before me, my mouth watering at the sight....

Oh yum.

Laying there on the plate is two pancakes that are wrapped separately around some sliced strawberries with a chocolate source drizzled over the top...

Oh, yum, yum.....it looks delicious.

“Told you, you would like it....” Noah comments from the other side of the table, a smirk evident on his face and I lift my gaze to look at him...

“I haven't eaten any yet...” I say looking back to my plate and pick up the fork sitting on the side..

“Oh..but from the look on your face, I can tell you will...” He chuckle amusedly picking up his own fork and I notice he has the exact same on his plate as me..

Yeah, he's right it probably will be good if the look of it has anything to go by, and knowing that he'll be right is tempting me to pretend it's not and want to hate this...but I know I just can't do that...it looks just too delicious not to.

And with a smile I hurriedly cut a piece onto my fork before bringing it to my mouth and eating, mm yum!...it taste ten times better than it looks!

Noah laughs, obviously seeing the expression on my face and smugly says “I told you...”

Normally I would glare at him, kick him under the table or something for being so smug, but my stomach grumbles getting my attention and food right now is more important that to hit that smug smile of his face....

Besides, the smug smile?.....it looks kinda cute on him.

“So you're just gunna make them grovel then?” Noah muses with a cute little smile on his face as he takes a forkful from his plate, the last forkful of food.

I shrug, running my fork through the left over drizzled chocolate source on the plate as I too have finished the amazing pancakes..

“I guess so...” I sigh lifting my gaze from my plate with a small frown forming on my face “They've gotta do a hell of a lot or have a real good reason as to why they didn't show, no scratch that...no reason is good enough..” I shake my head with a sigh... “They've got a lot of explaining to do....” I mumble out..

“I'm sure they have a good reason Lex...” Noah says softly, his arm reaching across the table and surprises me by gently and soothingly rubbing my hand and offers me a small smile, which causes my stomach to flip....

Whoa...this boy...

“Anyway...you can deal with them later...” he says, pulling his hand back and wears a signature cheeky grin “Because I'm going to steal you away from them for a few more hours.. ” he grins.

I raise an eyebrow “What?” I ask curiously and slightly suspiciously...

Grinning cheekily, he stands up pushing back his chair “C'mon! We're leaving but I'm not taking you home just yet..” he grins sneakily, making me wonder where on earth he will take me, as we've already spent about two hours out already just for breakfast.....what else can we do?

I sigh and stand up too, my chair pushing back as I join him, following as he leads us out of the small Café, back towards the shiny black bike, which I'm starting to quite like actually.

Hoping on the back of the bike and placing the helmet over my head again, buckling it up, Noah slips onto the front and starts the engine, the rumbling vibrating up from the seats.

I smile and reach behind me to hold onto the bars at the back, only until Noah's actually moving because holding on this way feels a little more scary than holding onto to Noah....

And with taking his foot of the ground, the bike accelerates forward, my arms wrapping around Noah's waist secure and he pulls out from the parking lot and back out onto the road...

Where is this boy taking me.....

That thought stays in my head as I watch the