Chapter 1

••Sasha's  P.O.V••

Playing my favorite chords on my guitar, I got lost in my own imagination, as always.

Let it go..

Let it go..

Can't hold it back anymore..

Let it go..

Let it go...

Turn away and slam the door..

I don't care..

What they're going to say..

Let the storm rage on..

The cold never bothered me anyway..

Call me a baby, but that was my favorite song. It said so much about how I felt all the time. I just wanted to let go of everything but at the same time, I had no idea how to do that.

I continued playing my guitar, which was my favorite thing in the world.

Just then, I heard a crashing sound from downstairs. My fingers halted and I listened carefully.

It was my mom and dad, they were fighting. Again.

I sighed. Not caring, I continued playing but then again, I heard another crashing sound.

I groaned in frustration. I got up from my bed where I was sitting, dropping my guitar on the floor.

I grabbed my phone and checked the time, it was past 10pm.

"Are you fucking kidding me" I uttered in disbelief "what could they possibly be fighting about by this time"

Whatever it was, I wasn't getting involved.

I plugged my headphones in my ear and layed down on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

I was getting tired of it, their constant fighting and arguing. I just wanted to disappear sometimes. I never understood what they fought about, anytime I got involved, all the aggression would be transfered to me.

My music was blasting at the highest volume, yet I could still somehow hear them.

Frustrated, I removed the headphones and dropped it on my night stand.

"I am not doing this" I said to myself.  I picked up my phone and my bike keys, and walked out of my room.

Getting downstairs, both of them were too busy fighting to notice I was walking past them.

Usually, they would see me, stop fighting and yell at me to go back upstairs but this time, none of them noticed me until i walked to the front door.

I felt my heart squeeze in my chest. I opened the door and walked out, heading to the only place I felt safe.

Parking my bike, I got down and walked to the front porch. I took a deep breath before ringing the bell.

"Sasha" Noah said surprised as soon as he opened the door. I always informed him anytime I was coming by except for a few times when I felt depressed.

"Sorry for coming by so late, I just.. " my words hung in my throat

His eyes went from surprised to soft, and he instantly realised what was wrong. Yes, that's how close we were.

"Come here" he pulled me into a bear hug, rubbing my back soothingly.  After which he closed the door behind us and pulled me upstairs to his room.

The familiar smell of Noah's perfume enveloped me immediately I walked in.  The lovely pictures of models plastered all over the walls made me feel safe and at home.

Noah has been my best friend since childhood.  We were first just neighbors who played together all the time, but then, we went to the same school and we got much closer. When I was 14, my parents and i moved, but guess what, he convinced his parents to move too, and now we were 17 and we still together again, only we were not neighbors anymore. He lived at about 15 buildings away from mine.

He wanted to be a model in the future and trust me, he had the body of a model. He was one of the hottest guys at our school.

Back to the present, I sat on the edge of his bed and watched as he stood in front of me, shirtless.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asked referring to the reason I left my house

"No" I sighed and fell back on his soft bed.

"Come on, don't be like that" he said and sat next to me.

"I'll be fine" I said, recalling my parents fight. They would probably look for me later and won't find me.

"When?"

"Soon"

He groaned "cheer up now or I will make you myself" I tore my eyes away from the ceiling and stared at him"

"Is that a threat?"

"Does it sound like a threat?" I rolled my eyes and fixed them back on the ceiling.

"You gave me no choice" before I could blink, he jumped on me and started tickling me.

"Noah!" I squirmed, my body betraying me "stop" I begged between laughter

"Will you cheer up now?" He asked, his eyes twinkling

"Yes yes" I squeaked out through my uncontrollable laughter "please"

"Good" he then  let go and layed down next to me. My breath was frantic from all the struggle. Although I hardly liked his methods but at the end, he made me forget every one of my worries. He was like the brother i never had. I loved him so much.

"I hate you"

"I love you too" he smiled at me, his cheeks deepening.  Damn his killer smile and his dimples.

"You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek.

He groaned "here we go again"

I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall,  must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

"Go ahead and complain all you want, my prince charming exists and he will come to me or I will find him myself" I said confidently.

"you watched too much barbie" he teased and I smacked his chest

"Dick" I muttered

"Now time for bed" he pulled me close to his body in a cuddling position.

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight"

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The next morning was a sunday morning. I woke up to the smell of toast. When I turned on the bed, Noah was gone. I knew it was him making breakfast.

Oh my prince charming is gonna know how to make me breakfast too. I smiled to myself.

I walked into his bathroom, brushed my teeth with his spare toothbrush, washed my face and jogged downstairs.

"Morning Barbie" he smiled when he noticed me walk into the kitchen

"Don't call me that" I warned

Staring at all the food he had made, I couldn't help but smile.

"I taught you well" I proudly said

He scoffed" you wish" we both burst out laughing. Okay I was terrible at cooking.

After we set the table, Noah's parents, Tom and jade came down to join us.

"Hey Sasha, you're here, so early" I didn't miss the surprise in his voice.

"Uh, I came here this morning, had nothing to do at home" I lied without blinking.

"Oh.. Okay" they both sat on the table with us and we started eating. Noah had that stupid smile on his face. I know,  I am a bad ass liar, so what.

"Here" Tom's voice made me turn towards them. He dished out food on jades plate and smiled at her.

I couldn't help but feel my chest squeeze at the scene. Wish my mom and dad could be as sweet as that.

They would probably be looking for me by now.

A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts and suddenly, I felt it was her, my mom.

"I am not here, you haven't seen me" I said to Noah before jumping out of my seat and running up the stairs.

I stood at his room door waiting to hear the conversation.

"Morning Mrs Kings"

"Morning dear, is my daughter here?"

"No she isn't, is everything okay?" Oh Noah was a damn good actor.

"She left home this morning and I don't know where she is"

This morning? really?

"I don't know Mrs Kings, but I'll try to reach her and get back to you"

"Thank you" I heard the door close. I let out a breath of relief. As I was about to go back downstairs, I heard the words that stopped me.

"Did you just lie to her" Noah's mum asked

"I.."

"Since when did you become a liar Noah?  Sasha is here, why would you let her mother worry?  What is wrong with you?" My heart dropped  to my stomach. Noah was being yelled at because of me. I couldn't take it.

I opened the door, grabbed my phone and bike keys, then jumped out his window. It was the only thing I could think of. I started my bike and drove to my second safe place.

Swiss lake. Where I go to when I wanted to be alone. It was a big lake but behind the woods, there was a much smaller one, where I go to and stare at the flowing water.

I sat on a stone and stared blankly at the water.

I wasn't a loner, neither was I a downer. I won't be a depressed kid just because my parents had eternal issues that couldn't be solved. I Would choose to be happy and forget everything, I would..

I tilted my head and noticed someone across the small lake. It was a guy. i could only see his back.

How dare someone come to my favorite spot.

I marched around the lake towards the person but as I got closer, my steps slowed.

His brown wavy hair was the first thing I noticed. I stared at him like the stalker that I was, and I noticed a star tattoo on his neck. Tattoos were not really my thing but it looked beautiful on his neck.

I didn't know why but I felt drawn. One more step and I would be close enough to talk to him.

"Sasha" I heard the familiar voice of Noah. Ughh.

"What are you doing here" I asked a little annoyed

"What are you doing here" he fires back. I just rolled my eyes and turned back to the strange boy but guess what?  He was gone.

Great!

"That could have been my prince charming, he had brown hair! " I whined. "Now he's gone"

"Let's go home Sasha" he pulled me with him and I didnt object.