past the point of love

all so natural

Noah did his best to act natural. That nothing had been said. He was cool. Very cool. Just a damn cucumber. “Hey, you’re wearing that shirt I got you for Christmas.” He acted all sweet around Lex. Maybe even flirty. He didn’t care, but she was wearing the scull and cross bone baggy T that was so her. “So.” She remained her ominious self with her arms close to her. “I thought you hated that fuck’n shirt.” He lost his smile because she hated smiles, didn’t she? Really, he felt his insides wanting to slip out and there was a pain in his chest that told him nothing would ever be the same, would it? “I do. But I had nothing else to wear. You know, I haven’t shopped in a year. I’m boycotting everything.” She told him. “Oh yeah, how is that going?” “Perfectly, except I’m here.” She kept her arms crossed. Noah just nodded and went to check on Josie who was leaning against the car. “You feeling, allright, aren’t you?” He then acted as if maybe he should just leave her alone. He was probably being clingy, but really all he wanted to do was hug her. He saw Jonah then as he was checking his silver studded belt. “Maybe, we should just be carnies this summer, you know.” Noah squinted then. “Now that would definitely be a summer to remember.”