Noah Puckerman Actor Novels & Stories

“Come inside and please close the door.” Her pulse forgot its steady flow, part anger part proximity gathered to fray her nerves. She took him, his size in one breath because he was standing with his back to the window, blocking the sun. How appropriate, she thought. His eyes looked tired, fallen lash clinging to one corner. Just then, he extended his right arm to pull up the white shirt sleeve. Oh. Of all the things to expect, the nerd in her rejoiced at his plain square rimmed spectacles. Noah Abel, whom people talked very lilttle about but when they did, it began and ended with his reckless teenage years, both as the wolf and the man. And now? An involuntary smile formed on her lips. He w

I add smiling thinking about my grandpa. "Why are you asking?" "No reason." Noah says with a smile. "Well I kind of got a job with Cryogenic Systems, the head quarters is in New York but got posted to Palm Springs, I'll be the new principal aero engineer there." Noah explains while I smile listening. "And I kind of wanted to know if you'll also be in Palm Springs." Noah adds and I smile. "You asked to be posted to the Palm Springs branch." I say grinning at him. "No I didn't." He says with a grin.

"I'm a student here. I was just exploring the campus." Hank's laugh was rich and condescending. "A student? Come on, sweetheart. Drop the innocent act. We all know why you're really here." One of his friends—a guy with dark hair and an expensive watch—snorted. "She's really committing to the role, isn't she?" "I'm not acting!" The words came out sharper than I intended. "I don't know what sick arrangement you think you have, but I'm not part of it."

A low playlist hums from the speakers — old Arctic Monkeys — threading through the crackle of laughter and the hiss of beer cans opening. “Alright, I’m throwing this out there because it’s been chewing at me for days — do you guys ever think you’re in love and also think you’re just horny?” Noah is curled up on the arm of the couch, with his knees tucked in like he’s afraid of the floor, nursing his beer like he’s not sure he should be drinking it. He looks thoughtful, shirt wrinkled, shoes missing, socks mismatched. The room cracks with laughter before anyone answers.

‌ ⁠Nothing‍ dramati‌c. Jus⁠t life‍. Freeze frame. ‍ Everybody smiling. Noah p‍au‍sed the s‍creen. T‌hen l‍ooked at them. “Th⁠is is⁠n’‍t a school‍ project.” The little one immed‍ia‍tely pointed. “I KNEW IT.” Nobody l‌aughed. Noah rub‌bed his neck. Then said—

Jojo chuckles. "Shut up kid, don't humiliate Alpha Derek!" Noah argues. "I'm not a kid! I'm 16!" "Exactly, you're a minor! how many times do we have to go through this?! "Can you all just shut up?" Liam groans as he tries his best to sleep in his own space. Noah, seeing that as a threat, grabs Liam's collar from in front and growls. Noah smirks, "What if I don't want to?"

“Noah, were you beaten? Who did it? Who beat you here at the city council’s lounge?” Adam was shocked to see the slap mark on Noah’s face. He knew Noah worked for the Ministry of Health and Welfare and his father was the deputy mayor. The father and son held important positions in government offices, which granted their family fame and status. Yet someone hit Noah in the city council’s lounge. “Him! That fuck!” Noah shouted and pointed at Kaze. He then looked at Adam with a curious gaze. “Adam, are you relatives with this punk here?”

My heart was pounding, not because I was weak, but because for once, I didn’t bottle it in. Then: “Hey, you must be Darla.” I turned, and there he was. The new actor. Tall. Effortlessly poised. Dressed in black like he walked out of a billionaire’s daydream. His gaze held mine without flinching, without pretending. Like he already knew I was more than they warned him about. “I’m Noah Kade,” he said, flashing a slow, easy smile that didn’t feel fake. “Looks like we’ll be working together.”

Mason explained to me before he said goodbye and I just nodded at him in response. When Mason left, I couldn't help but stare at the black card I was holding, I never thought that this black card could do so much. After a few minutes, I was still sitting on the couch and marvel my eyes around until it stops on a familiar face, Noah 'fucking' Centineo, a famous Hollywood actor, played the character of Peter Kavinsky in the movie 'To All The Boys I Loved Before'. Until now, I'm still trying to process everything that happened tonight, I can't believe that a famous actor like Noah Centineo would agree to be a stripper.

I glanced up, on my to find that Liam's gaze had turned teary. I froze. I didn't freeze as Ben, I froze as me — Noah. His acting. Something shifted in his eyes, then he chuckled. A low, painful chuckle that badly wanted to hide the tears that pooled in his eyes. His throat bobbed up and down. He took a step forward. I took one backwards — dazed “Understand that …” I trailed. “Understand?” He asked. His voice hardened in a way that made my stomach flip. This wasn't part of the script. He was supposed to let me finish. What was he doing?