Five years ago
I entered the complex where we were staying, Noah was doing his part time job and I was still getting tiny roles, they could pay the rent but we didn’t have enough money for anything else. That was why walking into a candlelit dinner brought tears to my eyes even though I knew it was a splurge.
“Noah.” I breathed his name with barely concealed excitement. “You shouldn’t have.”
“Why?” he asked as he lit the candles. “Until you forgot that I am a romantic guy, nah. I wouldn’t let that happen on my watch.”
And still he did not come to where I was standing by the door. “I miss You.” I tell him and that was what took his ass to stand up and walked towards him. Still he did not stop when he was closed to him, he stopped when I had to tilt my head backwards to look at him.
“I miss us.” Came his simple reply.
“We might not have much now but we certainly will in the future, You will not be overworked and you will not be stressed too much.” He added as he led me by the hand to the table where he pull out a chair for me.
I grinned as wide as I sat down and waited for him to slide my chair inside. When I finally looked up at him, he smiled at me.
“How did I ever get so lucky to call such an angel mine?” He asked as I swallowed.
It didn’t matter if we have been dating for four days or four months or four years. Noah still had the power to stop and restart my heart when he gets romantic or when he couples it with his disarming smile.
Something he was doing right now.
“Is there something going on that I should be aware of?” I asked him, yes sure Noah was a romantic guy by nature but this seems like something else.
“And why would you asked that?” He corked an eyebrow at me. I just shrugged.
“It seems like something else is going on.” I look at him directly to see that he is smiling.
“I never seem to be able to keep anything away from you.” He clicked his teeth with his tongue at my words.
“Good news?” I asked him.
“Only the best.” He replied. “I found a job, better payment and more stable, still cleaning though.” He said, it was not something we wanted but it was still an improvement.
“That’s great.” I squealed excited as I went round the table to hug him, of course that meant I ended up in his laps, sharing a kiss.
“What were you thinking it was?” Noah asked me, opening his eyes to look at me but I shrugged, what was I thinking? I was thinking that maybe he wanted to break up with me, I knew he was getting ridiculous offers from the rich women house he was cleaning, it could be that one of them offered him something more than just a meaningless fling. “Tiffany.” He drawled and I knew he would not let me do something as get away with it.
His hand even went tighter around me.
“I thought that you wanted to break up with me.” I whispered in a small voice.
“You want to break up?” His voice was rough like he was about to get angry.
“No!” I said with enough force that it seems like he believed it. “I don’t want us to ever break up.”
He kissed me again. “Me too.”
“So where is this new job?” I asked him as I started to eat his food, he shook his head at me as he picked up his spoon since I was with his fork and we started to each.
“Nothing spectacular. Just as a stage crew.” He didn’t meet my eyes again, this must kills him, working in a place where he was not able to chase his dreams even if the dreams was staring at him in the face.
“Noah.” I called softly.
“I am okay.” He smiled at me. “I am okay as long as I got you and we are together.”
“And we will be forever.” He added.
Well, I smiled widely as I attacked his face for the second time this evening, he didn’t complain though, he just chuckled.
When I straightened, I leaned across the table to get my glass of wine before settling back on his legs. “To Us?” I raised the glass for a toast.
“Always to us.” He took his own glass too. We were more than Noah and Tiffany then. We were us.
Four years ago
“What’s going on?” Noah silent voice came through the dark as I gasp and quickly turned around, when I opened the door of our apartment, the way better one we moved to when Noah came back from tour and then I had my first big break. I wasn’t supposed to be out today but Noah was busy and I couldn’t have stayed at home waiting for him.
I also couldn’t tell him that I went out to a club while I let guys grabbed at me and I did all that because I could still get away with it, as I am not yet a big actress.
I have never been more grateful for thinking ahead to grab a jacket. “I just went out for a stroll. What are you doing back here today, I thought the party was all-nighter and you needed to help in building up the band’s image?” I asked advance towards Noah who was looking at me with his eyes spitting fury.
“What am I doing back here?” he asked. “I am here to check if what the reporter who called me was correct.” I froze on my steps at that. “Apparently, he was going to spin his story on the band as a loser band because the one member who had a girlfriend on the band, the girl was seen at the club letting guys grab at her ass.” I opened my mouth to defend myself but he shouted.
Noah never raises his voice.
“Don’t fucking try to deny it Tiff, I saw pictures and you were certainly grinding on a random stranger. Or he wasn’t a stranger, tell me. How many times…” He started.
I didn’t know when I crossed the room but the loud smack echoed in the sudden quiet room. “I have done nothing but being the perfect girlfriend to you, I looked the other way when I am being laughed out, or when you groupies try to tell me that I am not good enough for you. I look the other way when you are invited to these events that are basically an Orgies and you walk out that door without me by your side. I have not complained but you do not have the right to try and say something like that to me even if it is to my face.”
“You are right, I have no right to say something like that. I am sorry.” Noah apologizes.
Noah also never apologize for anything.
“But in the picture I got, I saw Angel. Now I know that can’t be right because I told you to stop hanging out with her months ago.” Noah pause, this time giving me time to try to defend myself but I couldn’t. My words were stuck in my throat.
“Come on Tiffany, Prove me wrong.” Noah stood up and for the first time since forever I backed away from him, he was filled up with Cold anger.
“Tell me that I am wrong, tell me that you and her where not drinking and sharing dancing together like two whores trying to find a score for that night. Tell me that you have not being hanging around her for months and told me differently, when I called or when you walk out saying you are going to hang out with a friend. Tell me that you didn’t do a hard limit for me, by doing something this silly.”
I couldn’t say anything, I was officially silent. “Noah, I know you are mad but you have to let me explain.” I begged.
“Go ahead and try to.” He offered. “I will even pretend like I am wondering if every word is not a lie.” He added and his words felt like a sharp knife cutting through my chest.
Tears clogged my throat. “Noah. Please.” I begged but he shifted away.
“And your silent attacks so far. You should be happy for my success not trying to diminish it.” He added.
His words made me feel the wrong way. “I am happy for you, I just don’t like being a side piece or a shiny new object when I am needed to boost your fame. What about mine?”
“What happened to us, did you forget that everything is for us?” He asked but I just sighed.
“Well it surely feels like ‘us’ doesn’t exists anymore. I don’t even know why I am still hanging on to something which you have already dropped.” I Muttered.
Noah flinched, “You feel that way about us. I am doing everything I can to make us last and you are acting like a spoilt brat?” He thundered.
“A spoilt brat that is tired Noah, Tired of what we are trying to drag out.”
“I will make it easier for you.” Noah said as he left, slamming the door of our bedroom behind him. I paled and ran a shaking hand down my face, wondering what nightmare is this.
When he came out with a duffel bag, my legs collapse underneath me. “Noah…”
“I will come for my things when I don’t feel like you are in danger of me acting like a woman beater.” With those words he left while I broke down. Crying for all I have lost.
NOAHEven when I am fighting with Lucy, I still think of Tiffany. Yes that is how badly that girl, my ex has dug herself into my skin, I don’t even bother trying to remove her again. I was done with that stage a long time ago, I just learnt how to live with her in my memories and stopped deceiving myself that some other girl will be able to take her place eventually.Lucy however, I thought was different. I didn’t get to think much about Tiffany when I was her so I used it to convince myself that I was finally getting over the ice queen but right now, it’s like I am back to where I was before I started dating Lucy, thinking of other girls fifty percent and Tiffany as the other fifty.Normally I would get mad at myself. I mean these girls did not break my heart for crying out loud, Tiffany did with her words, she has always being good with them and as if that was not enough, she just had to calve out the heart by cheating on me and
NoahI got to my apartment, tired and weary thoughts about writing new music and not just any kind of music but dope ones filled my head and when the door swing opened, I smiled while I realized that Lucy was probably here and possibly cooking.Maybe I will not remain angry with her. I rounded off to the kitchen where I can almost always guarantee to find her, there was always something about kitchens that Lucy loves.Getting closer, I started hearing voices, not like I was expecting her to be here with company but it will be a pleasant surprise if she is. Normally it was the guys who were relunant to introducing their friends to the girl they were dating but in me and Lucy relationship, it was the opposite. Probably because I didn’t have any friend here and Lucy wouldn’t be caught somewhere which is not in the map for something spectacular, even if I was hosting a show there. Now her case was different. She has the friends but she still just
Four years ago.NoahIt has been two weeks since I walked out of Tiffany with no hopes for reconciling ever again… in other words, it has been two weeks of utter hell. I have learnt the trick to getting some sleep, I have to exhaust my body to the point where all I wish for was a bed, that works like a dream because when I started to do that, my dreams were no longer haunted with dreams of Tiffany while she was being kissed and being thrust into. We were each other firsts. It might seem inconsequential now, especially with me wondering how many other guys she has been while she was with me and how many guys she has been with since I was gone.The paparazzi’s have been having a field day, we went from being nowhere to everywhere on gossip rags. I guess our actions did not help that. I was sleeping with everything in a skirt and she has been partying every night, sometimes taking a guy or two home.We both
NoahAfter carrying out my promise to Lucy by tweeting to my fans about my recent break up, I got drunk in the comfort of my home but when I woke up with my head banging, I had the itch to write something down. It was not my usual kind of writing but if it was worked well on, it could be charts topping.And so after finding a pen and paper, I started my scribbling. I was still scribbling hours later when I yawned, raising my head from the paper to see that my manager, Ernie, was in the room with me.“When did you get here?” I asked him, shocked at his appearance in my home, something which he doesn’t do too often anymore.“About two hours ago, you have been scribbling like a fiend, I am sure that your coke has not lost some of its coolness though. He tossed a drink at me.I snatched it out of the air. “Thanks man.” I opened the drink, took a sip and close my eyes.“Noah, this Brea
TiffanyHearing about the breakup of Lucy and Noah apparently made it okay for me to go on the show even though she was still going to be there. A lot of things were shaking in Hollywood currently and my company didn’t want to shake more.That didn’t mean that I didn’t keep my righteous anger about everything though. I was still very mad over their actions and the decision they made without involving me. Since Josh represented my company for me, he has been the one getting the blunt of my disapproval about what they did.I was backstage at a talk show, still not talking to Josh. “What do you want me to do? Clean your tears and apologize for something which I have no control over besides you are both his ex so I don’t see the reason why you should still hate the show. You were excited for the show before you knew who that particular housemate is…” When I raised an eyebrow he corrected himself. “Well as much as a woman of your
TiffanyTwo hours later, I had downloaded all of Noah’s song and I was listening to them while getting drunk, he bared himself out for the public to see. That was why he was loved. It was years ago but I could feel the words as he sang them, I could hear the emotions. I watched one of his stage performance for the only soft song on his first album released and when he got to the chorus for the last time and everything changed and became more emotional. He had tears in his eyes as he sang from the heart and that was when my tears started.I did that to him. He was singing of our past, he was singing about us and how I wrecked him. I was aware of the fact that I did ruin what we had but that stage performance made me realized how far the hurt went.“Tiffany, you should stop tormenting yourself with this.” Josh said unable to keep quiet anymore. Yes you might have fucked up then but you are human, humans make mistakes all the time.”
Eight years agoTiffany.The day I realized I love Noah was when he was singing to me, it was a usual occurrence but it was magical for me when he first did it and it has never stopped being magical.“You know when you put your hand under your chin and listen to me like that, you make me feel like I am the most accomplished singer in the world.” Noah teased me after he sang the last lines of this song and put away his guitar only to look at me and see that I still had my chin in my hands as I stared at him with a mixture of awe on my face. Yes I know how I look because he brought a mirror one day to show me what I look like whenever he sings for me.“You will be.” I tell him with all conviction. “In little to no time you will have hordes of fans screaming your name, just don’t forget about me then.”He laughs. “Why will I forget about my number one fan? You will always be that for me.” He sighed.
NoahI don’t know how to act. I might disgrace myself further. I could be sick. I would not be able to concentrate well on my music. Every and any excuse I could think of, I had given to my Label CEO. He refused to listen to any, already had an airtight answer for every of my worries. So that was how I found myself dressed in all black on my way to the mansion in Beverly Hills where I will be under house arrest for the next two weeks.“You are sulking like a baby and you will be in a house filled with gorgeous ladies. Yeah I can totally see the reason why you are not happy.” Ernie rolled his eyes at me sarcastically.“Yes. You seem to forget that two out of those women are my exes and I am not a fan of others infringing on my space, I will have no privacy for the next couple of days.” I complained as Ernie shook his head at me.“It is better that you don’t have privacy right now, when you have nine othe