Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 35

I carefully closed the door behind us not to make any noise, but he ruined it all by accidentally slamming the kitchen door open and turning on the light as he walked towards the cupboard.

I leaned against the doorframe and watched him open the cupboard, before pulling out a bag of chips and microwave pizza.

"It's two in the morning." I said and he shrugged, opening the microwave and putting the pizza in.

"Noah."

"Yes."

"You're drunk."

"No, I'm Noah."

"You need to take the pizza out of the box to microwave it you idiot." I said and walked over to help him.

He started laughing and I shushed him after I turned on the microwave. He jumped up on the island counter, bag of chips still in his hand.

"I don't need to be quiet. The house is too big for anyone to hear us."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, leaning against the counter as I watched him open the bag of chips.

"Want some?"

"No thanks. It's too late."

It was his turn to roll his eyes.

"You're not going to get fat if you eat some chips."

"I'm already fat." I said and he groaned.

"Is this the part where I need to tell you that you're skinny and hot?"

"No."

He tipped the bag in my direction and I decided to not give a shit and get me some chips.

"Good girl." He said in a sexy voice and stretched his legs out to pull me closer into him.

"You smell like Vodka and cologne." I told him, scrunching my nose up, pretending that I didn't like it.

"You love it." He cockily said.

"No I don't."

I placed my hand on his thighs.

"Look who's being handsy now."

"Shut up." I huffed.

"Make me."

The tension got suddenly much more intense and my eyes drifted to his lips, and he noticed that because he smirked before running his tongue over them.

The microwave dinging interrupted me from my trance, thank God, so I quickly turned around and escaped his grip so I could take the pizza out.

"You can take half of it." He offered and actually laid on his stomach across the island counter as he took a slice.

"Thank you." I answered sarcastically and shoved a slice into my mouth. "Fuck, it's spicy!"

He laughed and finished his other three slices quickly, before turning on his back and patting his full stomach. He burped and I snorted, finishing one more slice.

"I can't eat anymore, I need to lie down." I told him after I put the leftovers in the giant fridge.

"I think I'm going to sleep right here."

"No you're not, you're coming to bed with me."

"I like the sound of that." He laughed.

"Not in that way you smart arse. Get up, come on."

He pouted again but I helped him off the counter, and then we walked up the stairs together. He turned on the light in his room and pulled off his shirt, letting it fall on the floor, and then threw himself on the bed.

I went in the bathroom to take a wee and brush my teeth (with his toothbrush, but who cares). When I came out, he was still on the bed but this time dressed in just sweatpants.

"Can you turn off the light?" he asked, arm over his eyes.

"Does your head hurt?"

"A bit. 'm gonna be so hungover tomorrow."

I sighed and walked over to turn off the light before I got on the other side into the bed, without even asking him if it was okay.

When I checked my phone I saw a goodnight text from Luke send an hour ago, so I replied with a kissy emoji and locked it, placing it on the nightstand next to my clutch.

"Goodnight then."

I pulled his hand out from under my skirt but left him to sleep on my chest, and that's how I eventually fell asleep too.

***

It was Thursday exactly one month later, and I was in my room, trying to find my phone so I could finally leave for school and finally go to Scotland.

I was dressed in skinny jeans, a white sweater, black boots, and of course my green parka.

My mother was already waiting for me at the door with my bags packed and skis ready, but I couldn't find my phone to save my life.

"DANIELLE!" my mother yelled, obviously fed up with waiting.

"I CAN'T FIND MY PHONE!"

"It's downstairs!"

I groaned loudly before I grabbed my backpack from the desk and finally walked out of the room.

My mom drove Jade and I to school, where everyone was already waiting for the bus to arrive, bags and skis/snowboards at their feet.

I found my group quickly, and Jake, Noah, and Liam were the only ones who had snowboards. I asked Jake to tie my hair up in a proper ponytail as I chatted with Emma about us probably being bunked together.

"Aren't you freezing?" I asked Noah when I saw that he was in jeans and a White jacket.

"Not really."

Ten minutes later the bus pulled up in front of us, so a giant chaos was caused as everyone was trying to put their luggage in the luggage compartment and get a seat on the bus in the back.

Jake and Noah let us worry about their baggage as they got on the bus first so they could get a good seat in the very back.

They got the last row and the first three rows in front of it. I sat down with Luke, in front of Noah, who was sitting with Liam, Zack, Harry, and Lucas. Carly and Jade were across from us, and Eleanor was with Kylie in front of us. Sean was sitting across from them with Jake.

"ALRIGHT LISTEN UP YALL! THIS WONT BE NO FUCK TRIP FOR ANY OF YALL UNDERSTOOD? AND FOR THOSE WHO BROUGHT ILLEGAL SUBSTANCES WITH THEM ON THE TRIP BETTER GET RID OF THEM BEFORE WE GET THERE CAUSE THERE WILL BE A SEARCH." Mr. James yelled into the microphone to make everyone shut up.

"Alright now that we got everything settled, we're ready to drive off. Let's hope it will be a nice trip." Mr. Flack said and smiled, taking the microphone from Mr. James.

I tried talking to Luke once the bus started moving, but my ponytail was harshly pulled at and I turned around to see Noah smirking like a three year old.

This is going to be a long fucking trip.