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"Hell I don't know, anything." She mumbled |
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"Sounds good," Em agreed, curling up against him on the couch. |
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Noah held her close, rubbing her back. "Talk to me, darling. About anything," he hummed. |
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"I'm just stressed about not passing because I mean I've only came to impress my parents but even they don't even care and i'm sure if I fail they'll be dissapointed and they don't even know about us." She started. |
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Noah paused. "You haven't told your parents about us?" He breathed. Noah told his parents almost everything about their relationship even though Em and they had never met. |
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"No and I don't know why I haven't I just-I just don't know how to without them just saying something sarcastic or not even caring. I want them to care about you, about us." |
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Noah agreed, but it had been almost a year... a year of them being together, loving each other and she just hadn't told her parents. "Okay, well, we can do it together," |
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"They'll be in town this weekend, maybe we could visit then?" She asked, sounding dissapointed. |
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Sunshine with a Solar Eclipse
