➙ “If you make any noise, they’ll find us. So be quiet.”
➙ Noah Centineo imagine | #17 🌼
“Move over” you giggled, trying to swat his chest as he layed over you. Literally, on top of you.
“No, I’m comfortable” He slurred, his face pressed against your chest.
“Noah” you squealed while giggle trying to wiggle underneath him.
“Shhh” he mumbled moving his face from your chest to the crock of your neck, placing a quick kiss before nuzzling into it “If you make any noise, they’ll find us. So be quiet.” his lips brushing against your neck with every word he spoke, only causing you to laugh even harder.
He was supposed to be on for an interview in a little and with not seeing much of eachother today, Noah decide it would be a good idea to sneak away to the dressing room for some time alone. The most obvious place to be, yeah. But you were alone, and that’s all that mattered.
“you’re crushing me, babe” you whined, but let out a little sigh when you felt him kiss your neck, trailing his way from the base of your neck and making his way up. Your hand instinctively went under his shirt and trailed up and down his bare back. Once he reached your face, he pressed his forehead against yours.
“I’m sorry, baby” he mumbled against your lips before flipping you over so he was now laying, back pressed against the couch with you straddling him. His hands went to your hips, holding you in place as you leaned down reconnecting your lips.
Your hips bucked against him when you felt his hand slip under your top and onto the peak of your back, also causing you to arch into him making a small moan slip out from him.
you pulled away, your forehead still against his “If you make any noise they’ll find us, so be quiet” you mocked him with a smile and an eye roll to break the tension. you weren’t going to start something he couldn’t finish, he had an interview in literally five minutes.
His hands griped your waist even harder as he laughed “you drive me crazy, Babe”
You leaned back in giving him a quick peck “you love me” you cooed, your fingers going through his hair messing with his curls.