So fricking distracting!

"W-what are y-you doing?" I managed to stutter out to Noah, after getting over my shock.

He leaned down to the level of my ear and whispered, "Don't worry, I will take care of this weirdo now,"

I frowned, "But, I am on a date with him,"

Noah morphed his expression into that of pain, placing a hand to his heart, "That hurt, right here,"

My frown deepened. First of all, my mind was still reeling from everything and secondly, Noah was not helping anything by sitting so close to me with his arm around my shoulder.

It was conflicting.

Should I focus on Zain? Or should I focus on Noah? Or should I focus on the fact that Noah saw me? Or better yet, frick everything and focus on Noah's amazing smell? Oh, let's not forget the arm around me!

So fricking distracting!

"Oh, that I am," Noah smirked, "sorry, baby, you are stuck with this distraction,"

Huh?

Oh shit!

I made a horrified face, "Did I just-"

Noah nodded, still smirking, "Yes, you just said that out loud,"

"Will you guys stop it already?" Zain bellowed, getting up from where he was pressed to the wall, then, he looked down at Noah, "Dude! You are ruining our date!"

"You bet, I am," Noah replied, casually, stretching his long legs under the table.

Zain turned to me, with a confused look on his face, "Chloe, can you ask him to leave?"

Uh-

"Why will my own soul mate ask me to leave for a weirdo?" Noah smiled at Zain.

Zain gave him a look of disbelief, "Your soul mate? Are you missing some screw in your head? What kind of fictional shit is this?"

I wanted to tell Zain that no amount of argument was going to work with Noah, but, couldn't find the words.

"Um, have you ever heard about werewolves?" Noah asked Zain.

Oh my God! Was this guy serious?

"What the hell?" Zain threw his hands up, "You think you are a werewolf? Which mental asylum did you escape?"

Noah nodded solemnly, "I know this is hard to believe, Zainy boy, but...not only am I a werewolf, but, Chloe here, is my mate," he finished, tilting his head in my direction.

His acting skills were so good, that I almost believed him myself.

Zain looked like he wanted to pull his hair out; he gave us a frustrated look, then, started laughing like a maniac.

I felt bad for him and was about to help him, but, then, I remembered, how he exposed me in front of Noah and moreover, left me to fall on my own.

"Hahahahahaha! Nice joke! So, you think this is some kind of fairy tale come true? Then, tell me, where is my mate?" Zain glared at Noah.

Noah laughed, "I never said, you were a werewolf. I was talking only about me and Chloe."

"Hey! Don't drag me into this!" I protested, "Also, I have a question,"

Noah raised his eyebrow playfully, giving me a crooked smile, "Of course, baby, I love you. You don't have to ask."

"Oh God! That's not what I was asking, you annoying SOB!" I replied, smacking his arm, "my question is, how the heck you know all about this werewolf stuff? As far as I am aware, boys usually don't read these,"

Noah scratched the side of his neck, "Um..."

I gasped, "Don't tell me you actually read these books!"

"No, I don't!" he immediately replied, "and, yeah, someone close to me told me about all these things. Actually, no, she forcefully told me, torturing me to death," he shook his head, "but, who knew this would actually prove useful someday?" he finished amusedly.

She? Who told him? Why was he confusing me even more instead of giving me answers?

"Ha!" Zain exclaimed, "See! You actually don't believe any of this! Stop messing with me and Chloe, now!"

Noah gave him a bored look, "Did I ever say that I don't believe? You are messing with yourself, Zainy boy."

"Are you kidding me?" Zain yelled, "You think we will play along with you? Next you will say, you are a fricking prince, and we will believe you?"

Noah shrugged, "I am a fricking prince. Believe it or not."

I shook my head. Noah really had a thing for riling up people.

"Oh God! This is not what I asked for when I forced Caleb into fixing a date," Zain said, exasperatedly.

Forced Caleb? I bet it was a bucket full of tears on Zain's part or some kind of video game borrowing deal that made Caleb do it.

"Oh, so this date was fixed? Thank god! At least my mate is not cheating on me," Noah released a breath, exaggeratedly.

I rolled my eyes, then, turned to him, "Don't you find this a bit weird-"

He cut me off, before I could finish, "Chloe! You don't have to call him 'this'. I already know, he is weird. No need to bruise his ego further," he said, pointing at Zain.

I gasped along with Zain.

"That's not what I meant!" I protested, "I was saying that don't you find it weird that we just met and you are already sitting next to me?"

Noah made a thinking face then, shook his head, that playful smile back on his lips, "Who said we just met? Have you forgotten all those nights we shared?"

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Zain clutched his head, "I didn't sign up to hear this about my potential date partner,"

My eyes widened, and I glared at Noah, "Must you always twist the words and talk in double meaning?"

"I never said anything," Noah shrugged, "not my fault that his mind is in gutter,"

"No! You are lying! You meant it!" Zain said.

"I meant what?" Noah asked, innocently.

"T-that you and C-Chloe, um..." Zain fumbled.

"He meant no such thing, Zain!" I interjected, "what he meant was that we used to text during night! Happy?"

Zain blew out a breath, his expression changing in understanding and he nodded.

"So, happy, huh?" Noah started, tongue in cheek, "are you sure you are h.a.p.p.y?"

I face palmed, while Zain looked super confused for the millionth time

"Um, yeah, why do you care?" Zain answered, "I am happy! Yes! I am happy! Deal with it! Your efforts failed! I am happy!"

I groaned, "Zain, no-"

Noah cut me off again, "Wow! This is such a rare form of happiness. I know you don't like me, but, I will still give it a shot. If it's a boy, will you name it Noah, after me, please?"

"Wha-" Zain opened his mouth but, never got to finish his sentence because the booth door opened at that exact moment.

The girl who was with Liam and Noah earlier, stood there, adorning oversized sunglasses and a scarf covering half of her face.

"Oh shit!" Noah mumbled, getting to his feet.

"Oh shit is right, Mr. I-don't-have-time-for-you," the girl glared at Noah.

Hm. Now, that's interesting.

Noah laughed it off, "I know you love me, so, please forgive me," he gave her his puppy dog face, "I will spend more time with you the next time. Promise," he held out his pinky finger to the girl.

The girl huffed, but, nevertheless, connected her pinky finger with Noah's.

What.The.Hell.Was.Going.On? First of all, what did he mean by, 'I know you love me?' Did he throw this line at every girl he met? Secondly, who was this gorgeous girl, who seemed to know him really well?

She was not his girlfriend, right?

No, it wasn't possible. She would have killed him by now, for leaving her and sitting with me.

But, one couldn't be so sure...

"I have to leave, right now," the girl whispered urgently to Noah, "someone tipped the paparazzi. I will advice, you to leave too."

What the actual hell?

Paparazzi? Who were they? Celebrities?

How was that possible? Noah went to the school like a normal student...if he was a celebrity; they would have made life impossible for him by now.

Zain cleared his throat, glancing at the girl, "I feel like I have seen you somewhere?"

The girl immediately panicked, as well as Noah.

The girl stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Noah on the cheek, "I will see you soon, Noe. Remember, Will, Anna and I am always there for you. We miss you terribly," she told him, with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Noah didn't say anything, only smiled slightly at her.

Wait a second...where had I heard the name 'Will'? It struck a chord somewhere in my memory but I couldn't quite place it...

"Now, go before they snap your photos in that jeans," Noah said amusedly to the girl, "we don't want to cause a nationwide scandal now, do we?"

What was wrong with the jeans? They were perfectly fine...

The girl rolled her eyes but, turned around and left with a promise to call him later.

"Dude," Zain turned to Noah, "why are you after Chloe when you already have a bomb ass girlfriend?"

Uh oh-

Next I know, Zain was lying on the seat, nursing his bruised nose, where Noah had just landed a punch.

"Never talk about her like that, or for that matter any girl," Noah bit out, fumingly.

Okay, to be honest, Zain deserved that, but, this was not what I would have expected from Noah. I mean, not that I mind, but, um...he looked hella scary right now...

Who would have thought that the guy who always jokes around had an intimidating side too?

Noah glanced at me. I gulped.

Damn it! Why was I gulping? I never did anything...

Okay, now I knew why...that blank look on his face was super scary and-

My thoughts were cut off in the middle when he left without another word.

What the double hell? That's it? No 'see you again' or any typical Noah remark? Why did he have to act so bipolar at times?

"Seriously, good riddance," Zain muttered, "at least we can continue the date in peace,"

Was this guy for real?

I stood up, shook my head at him in disbelief, kicked him in the shin and left with one last glare in his direction.