Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā NOAH WAS a sweet person ; someone who didnāt have great luck, but someone who tried their hardest to maintain positivity and happiness no matter what was going on. he didnāt get angry easily, he learned early on how to deal with his emotions when he got upset or frightened, but this had been so unexpected that it left him feeling so unlike himself. he felt overly emotional - he was feeling so many things that he didnāt know how to juggle - and he wanted so desperately to just run away, which was so different from the usual noah. he was already planning on calling in sick for his shift the next day, knowing that heād need a day at least to recover from getting his heart broken in such an uncomfortable manner.
he really liked beck ; he was different from noahās usual type, but things had felt great between them, and noah was really hopeful about where their relationship would go, he was excited to get to know him better and to develop their relationship as far as it could go. though some would probably criticize the boy for feeling this upset over - what he felt was - the end of only a casualrelationship, he couldnāt help the way he felt, and it made sense for such a sweet, sensitive person to be so hurt.
he was avoiding even looking at beckās table as he was headed back to the kitchen, so it was a slight shock to say the least, suddenly having beck be at his side, pulling him out of view and away from the tables. his heart started beating faster and faster, the idea of any confrontation being something noah dreaded ; regardless of that, however, noah put on a brave front, standing in front of beck as he spoke, trying to act as unemotional as possible - not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing how broken he was over what he thought had happened. ā iām in the middle of my shift, beck, i need to go back to work. ā he started, honestly scared to hear anything beck was to say, expecting him to break his heart even more. ā if you donāt want to see me anymore thatās fine, i just would have thought youād tell me before you made me serve you on your next date. ā somehow, his voice was still soft, still gentle, no matter how angry and upset he was ; unfortunately that only made him sound sad, an emotion he had been trying to hide from the other. ā i need to go back to work. ā he repeated.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā it wasnāt a game to beck, though dating had been in the past. he did those casual relationships, not really knowing what to think of a strong relationship that was stable. but with noah he did find that, found stability and found it was worth keeping. now heād gone and screwed it up the way he screwed up most things. by putting his selfish ambition before everything else. beck saw the hurt written all over noahās face and if he didnāt already feel bad enough, it certainly made him feel worse.
ānoah, thatās not what i want. itās really not what it looks like. i know thatās a cliche sentence, but itās actually true. iām working right now too, noah, thatās all this is. iām not ending things or trying to hurt you. itās just this guy has some information i need for the story iām writing and the best way to get that out of him is to get his guard down on a date. it was never going any further than dinner, and i didnāt know he was going to make it happen here.ā beck sighed heavily and said,Ā āiām so sorry noah. but seriously, iām not, iām not breaking up with you or cheating on you. you and me weāre serious, thereās only you. this thing with him, itās just for work. i wouldnāt be interested in a guy like that in a million years. noah, heās ridiculously alpha male, i mean he repeats the shit i say like someone only hears if it comes from his mouth, and he likes oysters. i could never like a guy like him. i like you though, a lot,ā beck says stepping closer to noah.












