Finally a new chapter, sorry if I took so long! I like taking breaks to really think about my plot between each chapter!

Enjoy!

I decided to use a new system in my chapters so POV's aren't as confusing . HV (Heathers view), NV (Noah's view). Hope that's cool with you guys.

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HV

Dammit!

I managed to squeeze into the tight black dress, it fit around my bust and hips perfectly, or so I thought, because the damned zipper wouldn't pull up! It was stuck! C'mon Heather, it isn't that hard!

Maybe I gained a few pounds.. No! Not before a prom, that would be disastrous! This must mean diet time.

I knew I needed help. Someone had to help me with this zipper, but I knew it couldn't be a girl. Why? Because I knew jokes were going to be made if it was. If it was Leshawna thought I wouldn't see why she would be talking. I struggled with the zipper a bit more until I knew what had to be done.

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Finally I found him, right before he was about to get dressed too. I shouted for his attention.

"Noah!"

He immediately snapped around clutching his heart. Ha, I scared him.

He shook his head a bit and gave me a serious look, "What Heather, what do you want?", he bitterly interjected.

I smirked, "Fine, if you don't want to help with my zipper I'll just have Justin do it." Oooh that one was good! . Grinning but trying hard not to overdue it, I turned and literally began to skip away like a giddy little girl. I could just feel his eyes scan my exposed back up and down.

Once I had that feeling, a started walking a bit slower. Any minute now.

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NV

Whatever she was doing it wasn't funny, and it really pissed me off she was running off to Justin for that loose zipper of hers. Wasn't I her date? Aren't I the one who has to pull that thing up? I tightened my fist in rage just thinking of that supposed "man candy" handling my dates zipper.

….Damn, I like her more then I thought.

It was then I realized her back was completely out in the open. I bit my lip trying to clear my mind of all possible things that would go through it. I just stood there, spaced out on it as she stopped skipping and walking slowly, swaying her hips a bit. My teeth let go of my lip and all words just flung out my mouth.

"Wait!", I knew that was going to come out. I knew it, and with that I slapped my forehead furiously. She turned around still grinning, more proud this time.

"Yes?", she replied raising an eyebrow.

I sighed, "Uh, Justin is getting dressed now, so I should probably help, you know.. With that.", even thought I knew this was a lie, it was the perfect cover up, and I hoped more then anything it sounded real. She stepped over to me, and my heart skipped a beat. She turned her back facing me.

"You can definitely try, but I doubt you'll be able to do it."

This comment angered me, because I knew it was directed towards my lack of strength.

"Well, aren't you going to do it?", she tapped her foot impatiently.

I crossed my arms, "I don't know, I'm much to weak.", I snapped at her. She turned her head to me a bit confused. I looked at her face and saw her expression changed from confusion to as if she found something out.

"Noah, believe it or not I wasn't making fun of you."

"Then what were you trying to say? That Justin is just overall better then me?", Wrong choice of words. It was at that moment I felt like hiding away or just giving myself the biggest punch in the head ever. The worst part was that it sounded jealous. The comment itself was bad enough, but to make things worse, it sounded like I was still bothered from her comment earlier, which may even have had no relation to what she said…. I was screwed.

Looking shocked, she completely turned to me. She didn't know what to say for a few moments, she stood there, searching her mind, she spoke up, "It didn't have anything to do with you, why are you being so defensive?"

"Never mind… I just thou-"

She interrupted me, a blazed look over her face, "Listen, if you must know, I'm saying it might be hard because I think I gained some weight. The only way I could fit in this friggin' thing is if I sucked my gut in, so will you help me of not?!"

It was one of those moments I felt like saying so many things to her, but seeming as if we have to hate each other, I could never say them. I really wanted to tell her she must be insane if she thinks she couldn't fit in in that little black dress. I wanted to tell her so bad that she never had to worry about her body, how every curve was just absolutely god like, but most importantly, I would bite my lip so hard to keep back the words you look beautiful.

It is almost as if I took all my strength to keep that back, way deep in my throat. If I did say that, who'd know what kind of snarky comment I'd get from her.

All I could do was prove her wrong, I signaled her to turn around again, and she huffed, crossed her arms, and did so.

I went and took a hold of the zipper, then slowly pulled it up, not being able to keep away from admiring her back while doing so, I tried to snap out of my phase and pull it up faster. Aha.

The zipper got caught, but not against Heather's fair skin, just the zipper itself. I moved it up and down a little until the thing zipped up in a soft smooth motion.

Heather looked relieved and turned around to face me, "Thanks…", she said what it seemed to me sounded unimpressed.

Feeling a bit unappreciated, I gave her my your welcome and went over to a chair in the room.

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HV

Chills and goose bumps took over my spine when he pulled that thing up. It must've been the wind or something, well even though we weren't even outside. Whatever.

As I started to walk away I heard something strange… A sniffle.

I looked quickly and I was shocked to see Noah reading, well okay that's not the shocking part at all, we would all know that, but the shocking part was that his eyes were a little glittered up with tears, a drop slowly moving down his cheek perfectly and landing in his book.

I turned around my mouth wide open in awe, and at the same time some sort of pity, because he was one of those good criers, not the ones who's faces go read, eyes are glued shut, but those light criers. The ones who try there hardest to hold back tears, letting small drops fall down from cheek to chin one at a time, all of it making his eyes all sparkly.

I didn't even know it was possible for someone like Noah to cry.

I made it sound like a curiosity thing, "Noah, you okay?", never in my life did I think I would ask that.

He looked at me a bit embarrassed, flipping over the last page of his book and shutting it. He wiped his tears away with his arms and got up, trying to sound like a man or something.

"Uh, yea."

He got up, and began to walk away, last words being, "just a unhappy ending…"

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