How could his feelings change so drastically in one day? When just yesterday he told me he needed to be with me, how could he say such hurtful things today and act so calm about the whole thing? He was pushing me away, and my instincts told me it had something to do with Sir Andrew. There was something bigger here. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was, but somehow I knew that I was a part of something huge. The gravity-like pull I felt toward Noah, the strange way I wanted to open up to him, it was all part of a larger picture. I knew it sounded crazy, but I knew in my heart that I couldn’t give up. Of course, the logical part of me was screaming to let it go. If what he was telling me was true, I was nothing more than a psycho teenage girl who couldn’t take “no” for an answer. I had never in my life chased after a boy, and certainly wouldn’t have begun with one who didn’t show any interest in me. If he truly didn’t feel anything for me, I should leave him alone and accept that the feelings were one-sided.
