Twenty three

Noah

I was in my apartment, watching the Tv when a certain presenter face was shown, he was in the middle of joking with his fellow anchor when I tried to change it back but Tiffany rested her hand on top of mine. 

“Don’t.” She said. 

I looked at the girl who was looking very much at home besides me, my girlfriend and someone who I was very proud to call that. We made it official when we left the house and we have been inseparable since then. At least the world loves us, so while we go on dates and do couple things, the reporters always swarm us to keep up with our lives and it was intrusive but we get to be together and not separated by out various companies. 

Tiffany’s Company had given a bigger hissy fit over Tiffany dating me than my label did but that didn’t mean that they were quiet about it either, we had scaled through that obstacle so we get to enjoy small quiet times when we both were free a