“Yeah I get you. As long as you’re getting into trouble but avoiding getting caught.” Nalini laughed a little and smirked as she looked downwards. She hated the way things were, but she had made it this way. She had no one to blame but herself. “I bet Harvard is going to be a brand new adventure. Me? Oh same old. Basically living alone still, partying and doing whatever else takes my fancy. Nothing ever really changes with me, you know that.” She looked back up at him, moving her wild mane of hair out of her face. “I…” She started speaking before brushing the sentence off, now was not the time. Nalini huffed a little and folded her arms. “Talk about awkward right?” She laughed.

“I won’t get caught anymore, I hope. A lightning bolt doesn’t fall the same place twice.” Noah smiled, with a slightly sarcastic tone in his voice, as he watched Nalini pulling her hair back to its place. No, he didn’t have any plans of really going to Harvard, but he also would never tell her this. “It is, I’ll be recruited by a secret society in no time. Nothing changed all this time? I don’t really think I know, but I really wish you good luck.” Noah replied in a serious tone, polite and without the former intimacy they used to share. 

“Thanks for the support. I’m an asshole today.”

Nalini wasn’t good with feelings, she never had been. So when she thought she was falling in love with Noah off she went on another adventure. She didn’t mean to leave him, but she knew if she stayed with him and told him that she loved him, then eventually she would’ve just hurt him. Nalini knew she was impulsive and a whirlwind, she didn’t want to drag Noah into it. So she was just going to act if everything was cool. Asking if he was angry was a stupid question, he probably was. She would’ve been. As she saw him she smiled, and handed him a bag with a couple of things in. Her smile was genuine, but hurt was still clear in her eyes. “Oh thanks. Just the best, Thailand and it’s parties. But back to senior year I guess.” Nalini shrugged, and put out her cigarette looking at him. “How’re you?”

“You know, same old. Avoid almost getting arrested again, parties, alcohol and everything that comes with it.” His eyes observed her attentively, how she smiled and moved towards him. His lips held a tight smile as if they kept a secret, and he would never tell her that when he remembered the old days. Noah reprehended himself, and pushed the memories back to the corner of his mind, while approached her to get bag with his stuff. “I am good, getting ready to Harvard. How about you? How are you, Nalini?”

She could see it in his eyes, and hear it in his voice: he was not okay. Jess didn’t know much about Noah, but she did know when people needed a drink and a talk. “Can I do anything to help? You know that smoking your lungs out won’t do much, right?”

“It makes me feel like I’m that Alice in Wonderland character. You know, the baked worm that becomes a butterfly and has all the answers to everything. Maybe I’ll suddenly have all the answers, you never know.” He shrugged, disliking the fact that his cigarette was already in the middle. Everything was so ephemeral, ended so fast. He really couldn’t see things lasting, when he really started to get a hang of the things, they left him or just ended. “I don’t really know that I want, Jess. I don’t want to bother you with my stuff.”

Nalini entered that park and waited on a bench. She lit a cigarette and sighed, as she took a drag. Nalini wasn’t sure what to expect, but she was nervous for one of the first times in her life.

When Noah received Nalini’s text that afternoon, all he could think was how she could talk to him as if nothing happened and even ask him if he was still angry. Well, when you date someone and you are in a relationship, you don’t just break up suddenly and vanish. He got over it, of course, Noah was good at getting over people. Being left behind wasn’t a foreign thing for him. The worst part was when she came back. Of course he was pissed at her, and as much as he knew that “just want to give your stuff back” was a pretext, his curiosity was bigger than his resentment. However, the green-eyed boy didn’t mixed soo much with NY’s crew for no reason. If she wanted to play a game, so would he. If she wanted to pretend that nothing happened, so would Noah.

“Welcome back to fakeland, did you have a nice trip?”

Juliette, had just landed in her private jet finally back to her new home after over a month vacation in Italy with her parents and grandparents. It had been fun and given her something to do well her place was being renovated. She smiled as she stepped out of her town car. “Finally back home.”

“Welcome back to hell, Juliette. How was the trip?” 

Guess who’s back

↳ n o a h s t r y k e r — the secret keeper

“Some things in life can be like a smoke ring, vague and just go with the wind. Dissipate. Aren’t actually real, you know?” He gave back the cigarette to her, thinking about Los Angeles again. Noah couldn’t let it go, even though he knew he needed to. He really thought he knew the people that were his friends, but their friendship just vanished like a smoke ring.

Text: Nagini

Noah: See you in a couple of hours, then.

Nalini: Fine.

Noah: ~sees the message~ ~ignores her~

Text: Nagini

Nalini: Sure 3pm sounds good.

Nalini: Aren't you more angry at me?

Noah: See you in a couple of hours, then.

Hum… you okay?

“I’ll be fine tomorrow, Jess. Today’s just a bad day for me.” Noah sighed, while exhaled the thin smoke his lungs inhaled. Noah could feel the mint refreshment of the Lucky Strike cigarette, it almost made him believe there wasn’t a hole in his chest, but in the end of that cigarette, he would be empty again.

Text: Nagini

Nalini: Hey I just got back in town and still have some of your stuff, wanted to know if you wanted to come get it or something

Noah: Hey. Sure. Today, 3pm at Central Park?

What? Mother’s day? It’s just like any other day when your mother is buried seven feet under the ground.

favorite lana del rey songs ↳ born to die » 2012

              charlotte + noah stryker (@noahstryker)                                    ‘ LET’S BURN EVERYTHING DOWN, THEN. ‘

like this for a plot!

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