a stroll round the DOCKS

[NOAH SAMUEL RADLEY]

 You make me feel out of my element

To look back, months on, and to think of when you first met a person, how you had no clue how much they would mean to you, make you smile, and how much they would hurt you, and make you feel uneasy, it’s kind of scary. But those first moments are perhaps crucial, necessary to later recall the first things you said to each other. Noah didn’t have this fore sighting and maybe he never would have...

Noah had met a girl. Not that that was a strange occurrence, in fact it felt like he was meeting girls on a daily basis, but for some reason he’d gotten up early just to make sure he looked okay, he’d planned out his outfit just to make sure she’d like it. And he didn’t know why. Noah didn’t get attached to girls though, it was a commonly known fact. He never really had gotten attached to a young lady before. It was all easy to overlook all of this though, after all he was only looking nice.

He walked slowly and heaved a steady breath as his spirit awakened to the freshened air. It was nice and the cool breeze responded well against his body. Noah wasn’t too sure why he’d texted Jensen and asked her if she fancied meeting up, maybe it was to get her into bed, he wasn’t sure. He didn’t like being sure. Alas the day was a good day and if you were spending it with a ‘good’ person then he had no complaints.

The docks were nice, somewhat empty and somewhat full. There were lots of small children running around, something which Noah hated. He didn’t like kids at all, especially not with the fact that he probably could have one. This was another thing that he overlooked. A one night stand was simply a one night stand. Nothing more. Not a life changing decision, just a one night stand.

Noah ran a hand through his dark hair as he leaned against a bench, his blue eyes spouting harmlessly amongst his peers and then to the swaying ocean. He felt slightly afraid that she wouldn’t turn up and heaved a deep breath. Noah didn’t get stood up. It wasn’t allowed. It was banned. And Jensen couldn’t do it to him, he wouldn’t let her.

tag ;; jensen

[JENSEN JAYDE MILLER]

we’re here to entertain
to disconnect your brain

----- was it any surprise Jensen was running late? It really shouldn’t have been to anyone that knew her in the slightest. Small, simple things such as time, organisation and things like that were never to be fussed about by the tall dirt blonde. Jensen liked to keep herself carefree and even when she tried to be on time, something unimportant distracted her. This morning it was simply because she’d slept through her alarm. Why she’d bought the stupid thing she had no idea? Besides, this particular day she was meeting with Noah. The young man was pompous and arrogant and it made Jensen smile and try her best to stifle a laugh as she thought if him waiting for someone. Waiting for her in fact.

----- when it came to Noah, Jensen really had mixed feelings about him. The relationship was like many of the friends with benefits things she’d had going on through her time except maybe minus the friends at times. Noah was fun. He was clearly good looking and amazing in bed and they were his perks. They were what kept her coming back for more. To an extent she liked to think there was a small friendship beneath the hot sex and late night phone calls but maybe that was to stop herself from feeling like a used slut? It really was odd because there were those times when the guy just got plain weird. It reminded her of being a child again. When the boys would pull your hair or cal you names then try and kiss you behind the bike sheds. Except Noah wasn’t the type that liked a girl. There was no doubting that. Instead he just did things to annoy Jensen simply because he could and he wast hat sure of himself that he thought she’d keep coming back. The boy was completely hot and cold and sometimes she wanted to push him off a cliff for it. The point of casual sex was it was casual and there were no strings attached right? That’s how it was supposed to go and you’d think after whatever it was that was happening with James Morgan, Jensen would have realised things don’t always happen how you expect them to.

----- not too long ago she’d received his message and hopped up to have a shower. It may have been a booty call or whatever but it was better than lying in bed alone. If he acted like a jerk she could leave or give it back to him ten times as bad. To anyone else it may have looked like thirteen year olds behaviour but it was simply Jensen and Noah.

----- long legs carried her in the direction of the docks. Luckily for a waiting Noah, Jensen walked pretty fast and could see the meeting place come into sights. Why one Earth had he chosen the docks? Why did everyone choose the docks to meet her at? Living in Wells Beach, Jensen was probably the only person that hated seafood and was terrified of boats. She hadn’t told Noah that or she knew it would have been an intentional thing. Oh well, as long as she wasn’t setting foot on one she’d be completely fine. One leg led her down onto the docks, followed by the other and then blue eyes were searching for the familiar figure. It was funny not meeting up with him at a club or just one of their houses. Then again she never really knew what to expect when it came to Noah Radley.

----- eyes landed on him and she slowly stalked up behind him placing her well manicured hands over his eyes and pressing her body against his from behind. ”Guess who?” Jensen bought her lips up to his hear and whispered into it with a cheeky grin. Yes, the move was completely immature but Jensen never put enough thought into anything to even consider that. Letting out a tiny giggle, she kissed him on the cheek, half of her lips connecting with his and released her hands from around his eyes. ”Interesting meeting place hun” she let her voices volume reach a slightly higher level as she examined their surroundings. What she really meant to say? How on Earth are we meant to have sex at the docks? It was all they usually met up for anyway right? That or to just go out and party.

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