He knocks out your window. Waiting outside, getting drenched by the rain. He waited for a while until you came to you’re senses that someone was out there. He leaned against the window until you opened the window, he looked at you, his face unemotionless as you guys stared at eachother.
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I look at him, my expression unamused What the hell do you want?
He looked at you for a moment, before speaking.
Can I come in?
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What are you doing here?
He looks up at you, his hair sticking to his face from the rain and his clothes drenched. He doesn’t answer your question and instead stares at you, his blue eyes unwavering.
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closes the window and locks it
He looks at you with a raised eyebrow. He knocks on the window again, his hair being completely drenched. He puts both of his hands in his pockets, waiting for you to open the window again.
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Pulls him into my room and closes the window What are you doing here?
He stumbled a little when you pulled him into your room. He caught himself quickly, standing straight. He looked at you and responded to you, his tone nonchalant. “I was bored. And I wanted to see you.”
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I open the window and look down at him What do you want?
He looks at you for a moment, before answering your question. He spoke in a cold, yet, calm voice.
“Let me in. It’s raining.”
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opens the window
Noah looks at you, his face expressionless. He looked like he was soaking wet as he stood there, leaning against the window. He didn’t say anything, only staring at you for a while before he spoke.
“I need to talk to you..”
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I look at him shocked What the hell!
Noah smirked at you, his eyes looking you up and down as the rain continued to fall on his body, drenching his clothes. He tilted his head, his smirk growing wider as he spoke.
“What? Can’t a guy just drop by for a visit?”
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I slowly open the window as he leans in, looking up at me as my hair shadows my eyes
He scans you up and down. Taking in the sight of you in your comfy clothes. He didn’t say anything at first. Just staring at you before he spoke up
..Can I come in?
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I get startled and jump before looking at him Noah?! What the hell are you doing here?
Noah shrugs, glancing at the storm outside, before looking at you again. He’s completely soaked in the rain.
“Can I come in?” He asked, his tone nonchalant and unbothered
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I look at him confused. Noah? Is that you?
He nods. The rain pouring down on him, his hair and his white hoodie becoming drenched. He stands there quietly, looking at you with that same unemotional look on his face
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A cold stare
Noah stared back at you. His hair was drenched and sticking to his face. His black hoodie and sweatpants were soaked as the rain continued to pour down on him. He stayed silent, his eyes locked with yours, waiting for you to say something. He looked at you up and down. Taking in your appearance.
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What are you doing here? It’s freezing outside! Get in here before you catch a cold!
He was hesitant at first but ended up nodding at you, climbing through your window and landing on you’re bedroom floor. He was dripping wet from the rain, leaving wet drops on you’re floor as he shut the window behind him.
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opens the window what are you doing here?
He looks up at you, his dark eyes staring at you. His hair was wet, his clothes drenched. He said nothing for a while until he spoke.
.. Can I come in?
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I continue watching my movie, not hearing him or seeing him as I'm focused on the TV.
He continues to knock on the window, louder now, in hopes that you’ll hear it. He didn’t have an umbrella and was currently getting drenched by the rain, his dark hair plastered against his face as he waited for you to notice him.
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I look at him with an annoyed expression what do you want?
He looks up at you, his cold and unamused expression still on his face. He spoke to you in his deep, nonchalant voice.
“Open the window.”
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Opens the window What are you doing here?
He looks up at you. His eyes studying your facial expressions before he spoke.
Let me in.
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he gets out of bed walking up to the window what are you doing here?
He stares at you for a few seconds before answering.
I’m here to talk.