thirteen

CHAPTER 13

Noah left late last night, I had fallen asleep already. I woke up feeling better the night morning. It's Saturday I have nothing to do, I'll probably just hang out with my friends later.

I take a shower and go downstairs to eat breakfast, I find Noah waiting for me in the living room.

"Hey you," I say smiling. "When did you get in?" I ask.

"A while ago, went to your room but you were in the shower so I decided to wait for you downstairs." Noah says.

"Okay, I'm about to have breakfast. Want anything to eat?" I ask as he follows me into the kitchen.

"No I'm good," he says.

He joins me in the kitchen as Sonya serves me a plate of chocolate chip pancakes.

"So I was thinking, maybe you should go to Malibu today. I mean you said you usually go see your grandfather with your mom, but since she isn't coming I don't see a reason why you don't just go see him." Noah says.

"Yeah? You think so?" I ask cutting him off before he answers. "I actually do miss him." I say.

"Yeah you should." He says with a smile.

"Okay yeah, I'll go see him." I say smiling.

"Okay then, I'll drive you." Noah says.

"You will?" I ask.

"Yeah why not? I have nothing to do anyway and the beach sounds nice." He says.

"Okay then, I'll go change and then we'll go." I say smiling.

I go upstairs to my room and quickly change into a summer dress wearing my bikini inside just Incase we decide to stop by the beach.

I come downstairs and Noah is waiting for me, he smiles immediately he sees me looking at me.

"Sonya I'm going to Malibu to see grandpa, if anyone calls tell them to call my cell." I say to her.

"Okay Miss Sofía, should I tell Oscar to bring the car around?" she asks.

"No Noah is taking me. I'll see you later."

"Okay and you young man be careful and drive safe." Sonya says to Noah flashing him her serious face.

We go out and head into his car. "Okay she's a little scary," Noah says referring to Sonya.

I laugh at that, "she just cares about me." I say.

"I'm glad she does," he says as we drive off.

We drive in silence just letting the cool air breeze in as we listen to Khalid, it actually feels therapeutic to just sit in silence and listen to music. In fact everything about being with Noah is therapeutic.

An hour later we had arrived at Malibu and head over to my grandpa's beach house. I didn't tell him I was coming but I knew he would be happy to see me because he loves me.

He lives in this huge beach house alone with his house staff and a nurse who takes care of him, he has had some health issues recently.

Noah and I walk in together, I'm actually glad he's here with me and I'm happy he's meeting my grandpa. I find myself praying that grandpa likes Noah.

We see Rosario outside, shes the head housekeeper.

"Miss Sofía," she says giving me a hug. "I didn't know you were coming today."

"Yeah I wanted to surprise grandpa."

"Well he will be happy to see you, he's in his study reading." She says.

"Oh who is this young man. Is he Zack, your boyfriend." She asks smiling.

"Oh no this is my friend, Noah." I explain awkwardly.

"Nice to meet you." Noah says to her.

We head in and into my grandpa's library.

I knock first and enter. "Cherry." He says standing up. "I didn't know you were coming."

"Yeah I wanted to surprise." I say as he gives me a hug.

"Well I'm glad you came. I missed you.

I just finished talking with your brother actually," he says.

"Yeah? I have to call him too." I say.

"Who is the young man." Grandpa asks looking behind me at Noah.

"This is my friend Noah," I say introducing them.

"Any friend of Sofi is a friend of mine," grandpa says shaking Noah's hand.

"Okay so go get ready grandpa, I'm taking you out to lunch." I say.

"Okay" he says smiling leaving Noah and I alone.

"I'm sorry she called you Zack," I say breaking the silence.

"It's okay," he says walking over to the paintings on the wall. "Can I ask you something though." Noah says.

"Yeah sure," I say walking to him.

"I saw you with Zack yesterday, are you two back together." He asks.

"No." I say. "We're just friends." I add.

He doesn't say anything more and just looks at the paintings. "Is this a Rembrandt?" he asks.

"Good eye," I say. "Yeah it is, me and grandpa have a thing for Art."

"We got this together in an auction in Rome, 2 years ago." I say.

"Are you telling him about our last vacation to Rome," Grandpa says joining us.

I smile and nod.

"Such a good trip, I was talking to Teresa Christina about it just days ago. We should definitely go again this year." Grandpa says as we head into the car and drive to the restaurant.

"You talked to mom about our vacation for this year," I ask.

"Yeah I did, but she suggested Amsterdam for this year. You know Teresa Christina she loves Amsterdam." He says.

"Yeah mom loves Amsterdam," I say.

We reach the restaurant, which is a beach restaurant. We order our food and seat right by the beach and eat.

Grandpa tells us his famous war stories, he was in the navy years ago before he met my grandma and decided to settle down. Noah and him also happen to be getting along which is nice.

An hour later we had finished and head back to his house, Noah and grandpa were talking about baseball when my phone rang.

It was my dad so I go outside to answer it.

"Hey daddy," I say answering.

"Hola my little princess. How are you?" He says.

"I'm good. How's Paris." I ask.

"It's fine, I'll be back tomorrow." He says. "Are you at home," he asks.

"No I went to Malibu to see grandpa."

"Alone?" He asks.

"No Noah went with me."

"Oh okay, head back home soon. And say Hello to Callum for me."

"Okay I'll tell grandpa. I love you daddy."

"I love you too princessa. See you tomorrow," he says ending the call.

I head back in and Noah and grandpa are still talking about baseball.

That was dad, he said to tell you hello. I say to grandpa. "Hello to him too." Grandpa says.

My dad and my grandpa never actually got along even when my parents were still married but since the divorce they get along better I think.

"Noah we should get going," I say giving my grandpa a hug and kissing his cheeks.

"Bye cherry. And it was definitely nice to meet you Noah. You too should come together again." He says shaking Noah's hand.

"Ofcourse sir we will."

"Don't call me sir." Grandpa says. "Call me Grandpa or Callum." He says smiling.

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"So how was your day," I ask Noah smiling.

"It was great, your grandpa is amazing makes me wish he was my grandpa." Noah says.

I smile at that. "Well he can be both our grandpa from now on." I say.

"Where are you going to," I ask noticing it's not the way back home.

"Not ready to get back yet." He says. "Let's stop by the beach, we have beach house here." He adds.

"Okay yeah, let's stop by the beach." I say suddenly glad the day is not over yet.

We drive to his family's beach house, it's secluded and has a private beach like my grandpa's house.

We walk to the door and Noah opens the door using a key hidden in a rock.

"This is my second time being here, my dad recently brought the house when we moved to L.A." He says as we walk around.

The only thing I miss about Miami is the beach, we lived right by the beach. He adds as we walk over to the huge slide door and open it while we stare at the beach from inside.

I let the breeze wash over me as I take a deep breath in and savor in the view. I look over to Noah to see he's just staring at me.

I blush and ask what.

He smiles and walks over to me. He's so close, just an inch away from touching me.

He kisses my mouth, then runs his lips down my chin and halfway down my neck. "I really like it. Your dress." He says breathing so heavily now, I can barely make out the mumbling coming from him. I blush deep red I'm sure, I hold his hand and walk back inside.

"Did you choose your room already." I ask.

"Yeah I did," he says breathing heavily and taking me to a room up the stairs with huge balcony. I sit down on the bed and watch him as he opens the balcony door and cool breeze washes over the room.

He joins me back on the bed. He scoots slightly further down on the bed until his lips are kissing the base of my throat. I tilt my head back to give him plenty of access, because his lips are more than welcome anywhere on me right now. He releases his grip on my hands so he can lower his mouth closer to my chest. One of his hands drops to my thigh, and he slowly runs it upward, pushing away what's left of the dress covering my legs. When he reaches the top of my thigh, he stills his hand and squeezes tightly, as if he's silently demanding his fingers not to venture any further.

I twist my body beneath his, hoping he'll get the hint that I'm attempting to direct his hand to keep going wherever it wants to go, I want him to touch me down there I'm so wet and I want his fingers inside me.

He takes my physical cues and inches his hand closer to my inner thigh. The anticipation of him touching me alone is enough to cause every muscle from the waist down to clench. His lips have finally made their way past the base of my throat and down to the rise in my chest. I feel like the next step is for him to remove the dress completely so he can get to what's underneath it, but that would require his other hand, and I really like it where it is. I'd like it a little more if it were a few inches further, but I absolutely don't want it further away.

I bring my hands to his face and force him to kiss me harder, then drop my hands to his back.

He's still wearing a shirt.

This isn't good.

I reach around to his stomach and pull his shirt up over his head, but I don't realize when I do, that it also causes him to move his hand off of my thigh. I may have whimpered a little, because he grins and kisses the corner of my mouth.

We keep our gaze locked and he gently strokes my face with his fingertips, trailing over every part of it. He never looks away and he keeps his eyes locked on mine, even when he dips his head to plant kisses around the edges of my lips. The way he looks at me makes me feel so much, I can't find an exact word. He just makes me feel.

I have never felt this way about any boy before.

"Noah," I breathe. He slides his hands up my waist and moves closer to me.

"Sofía," he says, mimicking my tone. His mouth reaches my lips and he slips his tongue inside. It's sweet and warm and I know it hasn't been very long since I last tasted it, but I've missed it. His hands are on either side of my head and he's being careful not to touch me with any part of his hands or his body now. Only his mouth.

"Noah," I mumble, pulling away. I bring my hand to his cheek.

"Tell me what you want me to do, tell me everything you want right now" He say.

"I want you to touch me and I want to touch you." I say suddenly shy.

His expression doesn't change. He stares at me like he didn't hear me.

"Please." I say again. "I want to feel your fingers inside me. I also want to feel you on my hand." I say looking at how hard he was.