"Let's go back, Noah," I whispered as I lay with my head on his chest. "Let's go back home,"
"Okay," He answered, softly tracing circles on my back. Surprised, I turned and gazed up at him and he smiled down at me.
"Okay?" I raised my brow in surprise. How come? He was the one who was pestering me to work things up with Adrian in the first place. And now he was okay with my idea of going back despite the fact that more than fifteen days of holidays were still left. What changed?
"Okay," He smiled. "But let's just meet my parents first. They are eager to meet you especially Mom. Let's go back after that. I'll book the tickets myself,"
"It sucks," I grimaced, wondering what to tell Mom and Dad, what excuse to come up with? "What would I say to Mom and Dad? They will be so disheartene
