Okay… was not expecting this kind of positive feedback in just a few days on this! You all were so incredibly kind and supportive on just the first chapter alone and that literally has made my week seeing the support and kind constructive feedback! Even though the original TD series went dormant a couple years ago, I am still surprised and so happy to see the fandom still this vibrant and I think that's so awesome! Total Drama premiered when I was 12 and even though a lot has changed for me in 13 years since that time with me now being 25 and a busy working adult with a degree… I still absolutely love this show and it's so awesome to see I am not alone in that! Anyway, thanks again in particular to both 'CLake' and 'Gucci Mane LaFlare' for leaving very kind and constructive comments on the previous chapter and the several very kind PM's I received in addition about this fanfic! Thank you all so much and without further delay, here's chapter 2 and Noah's POV. FYI, I had so much fun writing this chapter from Noah's perspective and so I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This chapter picks up immediately after the previous chapter with Emma inviting Noah up to her apartment, I'll leave it up to you to make your own predictions. ;) Anyway, hope you all enjoy the chapter!

(Noah's POV)

Is this seriously happening right now?

I kept looking down at our hands as Emma was pretty much leading me up the stairs to her apartment.

Honestly, she could've been leading me off the edge of a cliff with her for all I cared right now and we've bungee jumped off a bridge together before.

I have no idea what I'm doing and... I wasn't expecting any of this to happen.

I was just going to crash at a hotel room for a night or something before heading back home, but then Emma asked me if I wanted to come up to her place and then pretty much implied that I could spend the night. I was trying so hard to get a grip right now as I started reevaluating my life choices since the race.

Sure I knew Emma was there from the start of the competition, but after I saw her stick that landing in the gym in Romania… I have no idea what happened to me?

She just took over every part of my head and I felt like I was nauseous almost constantly, especially whenever she was around me.

But, it was also like I couldn't care less.

Then later on the plane to Hawaii when I finally was able to get some sleep after trying to figure out what was even happening to me, I pretty much had a full on fantasy about her that I didn't say anything to anyone about for obvious reasons.

Even though I woke up from it covered in sweat and Owen kept asking me if I was sick or dying even though I denied it, mainly because I was still trying to figure out what was even happening to me?!

I didn't fully get what was going on until halfway through the Hawaiian leg of the race… I was falling for her.

To me, Emma had everything I could possibly want if I had an ultimate trifecta.

She's hot, she's smart, and she's sassy… which is awesome!

Emma's also the only girl I ever really had an actual crush on if I'm really being honest. I know, probably pathetic to admit that considering I just turned 21 last week and have never had a girlfriend or even kissed a girl until just recently, but again… I didn't care and still don't.

Before all this with Emma, I just never cared that much about dating or girls or any of that, even when I was in high school I didn't care. Most of the time all I wanted to do was just spend all my time alone in my room reading or playing video games or something.

Which is probably why I had no idea what was happening to me when I started crushing on Emma big time… and that she was also actually into me too?

Honestly, that still confuses me more than how no one else during the start of the World Tour season could figure out that Alejandro was a total snake except for me and Heather, which you know is saying something when you realize you actually agree with Heather about literally anything.

I just couldn't wrap any part of my brain around how she was actually as into me as much as I was into her.

Not that I'm complaining since it was what I wanted, but that still didn't mean I wasn't expecting her to actually be into me. I have no idea how to describe it so that it doesn't sound like cliché garbage out of a bad romcom, but we just… clicked.

Whenever we talked, it was almost like talking to the female version of myself sometimes. Which was crazy but Emma and I found out we actually do have a lot in common.

Sure she's not really into video games which was kind of disappointing, but we both like reading the same kinds of books and both of us are introverts so that's awesome.

Which I think is yet another reason why I was so confused when I started having a crush on her since all I wanted to do was just be around her constantly. Up until that point, I pretty much avoided a lot of social situations like the plague so I could just relish in silence and me time.

Sure Ben's family has been driving me crazy and that's another reason why I had to get out of the house, but I also just… missed her, a lot.

All I did after the finale since I got home was think about her.

Again, as really stupid and corny as it sounds to me with these words even coming out of any part of me, but Emma's literally the first thing I thought of when I'd wake up and the last thing I thought about before going to sleep… and doing more than just think about her before going to sleep most of the time if I am being completely honest with myself.

Sure I'd text her a lot and call her sometimes, but calling her was always the best and the absolute worst for me.

I could hear her voice but at the same time, there was no way I could see her easily since we live 22 hours away from each other and she was busy with law school for a good stretch until now.

And now that I actually had time… I couldn't take it anymore.

All it took was me throwing everything in a duffle bag and taking off in my car. Besides, I'm only still living at home with my parents since I'm hardly ever home anyway between seasons.

And I'm 21 so… whatever.

I've had to deal with Ben and my insane nephews for the past 2 weeks while they're waiting to officially move into their new house. So if I want to drive 22 hours to see Emma, then sue me.

Not that I'm even complaining since this is happening right now.

"So… this is my place." I heard her say, trying to make it look like I was paying attention the whole time instead of getting consumed in some weird-ass mental vortex like I actually was just now.

She unlocked her door before we both walked into her apartment as she locked the door behind us while I tried to push back the obvious going through my head.

For a student apartment, it was actually pretty nice and had a fair amount of space.

I kept looking around until I felt her squeeze my hand to make me look at her. I felt like my throat went completely dry when I saw her just giving me this cute half smile that made me forget what I was doing for a second.

"Hey, I'm just going to change. The bathroom's over there next to my room if you need it. I'll be right back, okay?" She said, squeezing my hand one more time before letting go and disappearing into what I guessed was her room, shutting the door behind her.

After finally breaking out of whatever weird trance I was in; I grabbed a pair of basketball shorts, that I have never played any kind of sport in ever, and a T-shirt that I sometimes sleep in from my duffle bag to change into.

I also decided to just wash my face really quick and even put on deodorant again. Which even to me makes no sense since it's late at night, but again… I have no idea what I'm doing and feel like I'm going to hurl.

After that I was just awkwardly walking around her living room for no reason until I sat on her couch in front of the TV.

I kept sitting there for a few seconds in silence as I bit my lip and started sweating when I started thinking about everything that could happen.

Normally I love silence… except now.

I was looking for any kind of distraction from thinking and picked up the remote on the table in front of me and started rapidly flicking through channels on the TV. I kept flicking until I stopped on one particular channel when I saw a news anchor.

"Welcome back to the Toronto Nightly News, I'm Pat Torricelli. A developing story right now as a 10 car pile up is developing on the tollway and causing all kinds of back ups and several confirmed injuries. We go live to Marissa Lopez who is out on the scene, Marissa. "

I sighed in relief almost immediately.

Perfect. Nothing like watching something incredibly depressing like the news to distract you from your weird and awkward thoughts and feelings.

After watching the car pile up coverage, I leaned back into the couch, feeling more relaxed and never been more happy to watch the news ever in my life. Not even kidding, it was pretty much to the point where I was practically smirking to myself as I put my arms behind my head while watching the TV.

I was almost so sucked in that I almost didn't notice something out of the corner of my eye until I heard, "Hey Noah, do you want something to drink?"

I looked over and my eyes immediately went wide and my mouth involuntarily fell open for a second.

My throat went from being bone dry to me taking a gulp that felt like I was swallowing a rock at what I was seeing right now.

Emma had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and was wearing a gray tank top and a pair of dark orange shorts, very short dark orange shorts...

Sure, it's probably just what she usually sleeps in since all 3 of my sisters wore stuff kinda like that, but on Emma…

Don't say anything stupid, Noah. Don't or so help me!

I shook my head a little to snap myself out of it, or as much as possible despite it being painfully obvious I was completely checking her out just now… and still pretty much am.

"I'm good." I said, somehow not sounding like a total idiot.

She just smirked at me before she turned her back to me and went to get something out of the fridge. I tried to make it seem like I was trying to focus on the TV, even though I couldn't fight it since I just ended up staring at her again.

Just looking at… everything.

Whoa…

She turned back around after grabbing a bottled water out of the fridge and I immediately made sure to snap my head back to the TV as fast as possible.

Well, so much for using the TV as a distraction from my weird-ass thoughts...

I tried to subtly readjust myself before she walked over and sat next to me on the couch, since her seeing me get a hard on after just staring at her was the last thing I wanted right now, or ever.

C'mon Noah, get a grip! Can you possibly make this anymore awkward?!

The last time I remember something this weird happening was when I got home from the race and only kept watching because Emma was still in it. And once I saw Emma in a swimsuit in the last couple episodes and not exaggerating, I felt like I died for a second.

Not that I didn't always think she looked awesome in almost anything at all, but… I actually caught myself almost drooling like I was in a state of paralysis and had to pretty much smack myself to make myself get a grip since I was watching it in the middle of the family room at my parent's house with my sister Christina and her family when they were over visiting.

Even though Christina was the only person who kinda caught me and kept giving me these teasing looks about it the rest of the time they were over.

But that wasn't the first time and knowing my family it won't be the last.

I'm by far the smartest person in my entire family, or biggest smartass as my dad usually calls me… which I can't argue with.

Ever since I was a kid, my parents would always ask me almost ironically if I ever didn't have a smartass remark to say about everything? And the answer to that was always.

I freely admit I'm a know-it-all, but that's mainly because I only say it like it is about everything… and also because whenever my brothers especially would pick on me growing up, my attitude was what pretty much helped me survive.

Sure I was never as athletic or ever as strong as the rest of my brothers, especially Ben who pretty much looks like a bunch of rocks glued together since he used to be a hockey player and is probably also about as smart as a bunch of rocks glued together in my opinion.

Either way, I was smarter than all of them and I was able to make comebacks that they couldn't keep up with.

It was the best defense mechanism I had and in my opinion one of my top qualities.

But, when I came back from the race, my whole family started just teasing me constantly over how they saw how I acted around Emma. And it didn't matter how many times I rolled my eyes and said whatever about it.

Cuz for once, they were right.

Up until I met Emma, I always had a response for everything in every situation no matter what. But with Emma… I have no idea what happens to me?

It's like I lose all control of whatever ends up coming out of my mouth and usually make a total idiot of myself around her constantly because of it.

I clenched my fist furthest away from her as I attempted to get a grip over myself now more than ever.

Okay, this ends now! I am not going to let how I feel about her control me anymore to act like a word vomiting idiot. Never ag… ain.

I looked down and felt like I was swallowing a rock when I noticed her snuggling up to me and pretty much swung her legs over mine as she leaned her head into the crook of my neck. Then as if that wasn't enough, I felt her put a hand on my chest and I was just hoping she couldn't feel how much I felt like I was having a heart attack and an ulcer simultaneously right now.

Also the fact that I still had a slight hard on, which was only getting worse, that her legs were just an inch away from and that made me hold my breath and hope she didn't notice to make this situation the most awkward thing in the history of time.

And when talking about us when it comes to awkward… that's saying something.

Ugh, WHY AM I LIKE THIS?!

"This is okay, right?" I whipped my head down and saw her looking up at me, and me knowing she was referring to us cuddling like this.

Sure, she sat on my lap once when we were still in the race before Owen and I got eliminated. But this… this was different.

We were alone in her apartment with no one else around and I felt like I had to violently throw up right now out of nervousness, but I also didn't care at all since at the same time all I wanted to do was be as close as possible to her right now.

I was going to say something, but stopped myself as I just smirked at her and tried to wrap my arms around her a little as I looked back at the TV, trying to do anything to not ruin this, even if it meant not talking.

I felt like I was released from one of Owen's suffocating hugs when I felt her put her head back in the crook of my neck and move her hand on my chest up to my right shoulder.

"Didn't know the news was your idea of quality entertainment?" I heard her comment sarcastically, probably just breaking the silence. I took a second to get it together enough before I responded, trying to act like my usual normal, "Oh yes, nothing says entertaining to me like watching something that's 9 out 10 times incredibly depressing this late at night."

I heard her let out a laugh and that made me smirk and relax a little bit.

Eventually the news turned into the late show after another 10 minutes and I tried to just keep watching the TV and also keep my mouth shut. I almost thought she was sleeping or something since she hadn't moved or said anything in a long time, or at least in just the past 10 minutes. I just kept sitting there like a statue since I was too freaked out to do anything else.

After another minute of trying to concentrate on the TV, I felt my eyes go wide when I felt her hand that was on my shoulder slowly slide up the side of my neck until it got to the back of my head, well almost.

Her hand paused at the nape of my neck as she started brushing her fingers over the hair on the back of my head and I could feel every muscle in my back contract on reflex and my eyes almost involuntarily rolled into the back of my head a little for a second. I thought it was just going to last for a second as I kept trying to get a grip… but she just kept doing it.

After a few seconds, I had this weird feeling as I looked down only to see her looking right back at me. For once, my mind went completely blank as we just kept looking at each other. If I had no idea what I was doing before, I definitely had no idea now.

I couldn't form any thought in my head… except one. After a second I leaned closer to her slowly until finally… yes.

I kept pressing my lips more into hers, not knowing what to do since I've never been the one to kiss her since she was always the one kissing me.

All I knew was I didn't want to screw up the first and only make out session I've ever had… especially since I was making out with Emma!

My breath hitched for a second and my hands involuntarily let go of her when she totally caught me off guard and wrapped both of her arms around my neck and then straddled over my lap as I felt her sigh into me as we kept kissing.

Don't freak out, don't freak out, don't freak out…

I just kept trying to do whatever she was doing as we kept kissing.

Well, until I felt both of her hands on the back of my head as she ran her fingers through my hair, making my eyes officially roll to the back of my head as I let out an involuntary groan that was almost so loud it was embarrassing.

Finally I put my hands on either side of her back and was hardly able to even think about it when I felt her deepen the kiss again.

I wasn't even thinking at all now as I opened my mouth a little more slid my tongue across her bottom lip a little bit and I was even more shocked when she pretty much locked her arms around my neck and opened her mouth and… I felt like I was completely losing it when I felt her doing the same thing right back at me and I immediately wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her against me, not wanting this stop even if it killed me.

But, it wasn't enough... I needed her closer.

My mind felt completely disconnected from the rest of my body as my hands kept going lower until my hands were on her hips before they started wandering in. I heard her gasp for a second and I immediately let go, thinking I messed up big time and crossed the line.

I was about to pull away from her to profusely apologize until my eyes shot open involuntarily in shock when I felt her grab my hands and practically almost force them right back to where they were before just locking her arms around my neck.

At first I froze up for a split second until I decided to just shrug it off and just go with it like I've been doing this whole time even though I couldn't believe this was even happening.

After another minute, I had no idea where it came from but I pulled her completely against me again and turned her under me in one swift motion that even freaked me out for a second that I was even capable of doing that.

At first I thought I messed up again, but she just readjusted her arms around my neck and laughed a little against my lips as we kept kissing and I couldn't stop myself from laughing with her.

Well, until I was completely caught off guard again when I felt her legs wrap around my lower back and pull me down toward her… until our hips made contact and I felt I was this close to losing it when I pressed into her and I let out another embarrassingly loud groan that would've made me recede into myself if I wasn't so hung up on what was happening.

I didn't even care if it was pathetic that I was getting this worked up just having that happen through clothes, I just couldn't believe I was doing this with Emma at all and that she still seemed just as if not more into what was going on than me, especially after I felt her sigh a little bit and practically kept me locked there against her.

Which that was awesome but also frustrating since I almost felt like I was suffocating. Then I felt like I couldn't breathe for another reason when I felt one of her hands smooth down my whole front until she got to the hem of my shirt and started to pull up on it and she didn't have to tell me twice as I tried to take off my shirt as fast as possible.

Not that I wouldn't do almost anything for her to begin with… but she could do whatever she wanted to me right now and I'd definitely be totally okay with it.

I probably looked like I was insane just taking off my shirt and I think she was getting frustrated with how long it was taking since I felt her pretty much yanking my shirt over my head and threw it away before strong arming me back down to kiss her, which not going to lie turned me on like no other.

Or I thought that was a turn on until I felt her run her hands down my back and I felt like my head was lost in another dimension until I was brought back when I felt one of her hands drift below my waist and I froze up when she put her hand on my butt.

Okay… this is happening.

Eh, again, she can do whatever she wants with me, and not that I wasn't into it if I was being honest.

After shrugging it off, we kept kissing and getting SO into it that I had no idea what ended up happening until we fell off the couch and I felt my back land flat on the floor and she ended up landing on top of me, which I probably would've complained about how much that hurt… if I wasn't stuck staring at her right now and getting completely sucked in by looking at her.

Both of us were trying to catch our breath as we stared at each other and my hands were still on her hips and her hands were on the floor on either side of my head but her face was only a couple inches away from mine and she had that cute smile on her face that never fails to make me forget who I am for a second as she leaned down and rested her forehead against mine as we kept looking at each other.

All we could hear was the TV going in the background as we both kept looking at each other, until in a brilliant moment of word association I said, "I'm a virgin."

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WHAT?!

Emma was just looking at me with wide eyes and an extremely confused look on her face. I immediately shut my eyes tight as I proceeded to internally curse myself out at what I just said and cringed in the most painful way possible, wanting someone to just kill me right now.

Look, I've said a lot of stupid things when I'm around Emma... BUT WHY DID I SAY THAT?!

WHY DID I EVEN HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING?!

Why do I always make a total idiot out of myself and say the stupidest things around her?! WHY?!

Do I want her to think I'm a total loser?! I might as well just take a permanent marker and write 'loser' on my forehead at this point! I was still trying not to look at her until I felt her hands on either side of my face as I heard, "Noah?"

I kept my eyes shut, refusing to look at her and still just feeling like I wanted to die of embarrassment.

Ugh, she probably does think I'm a loser doesn't she? WHY CAN'T I JUST…

"Noah, look at me." She said, sounding pretty stern.

As much as I didn't want to, I eventually cracked an eye open, expecting to just be judged to completion for possibly the stupidest thing that has ever come out of my mouth.

But, I was really shocked when I looked at her and saw her looking almost sympathetic, either way it wasn't what I was expecting.

It was quiet as we kept looking at each other until she closed her eyes and let out a long exhale through her nose before biting her lip, looking almost nervous.

I tilted my head at her in confusion before she looked back at me before saying, "Noah... we need to talk."

Oh c'mon! You know it wouldn't be proper Nemma interaction without something awkward happening… or painfully awkward in this case. Lol. XD Anyway, based on a lot of things from watching and rewatching the series several different times and also looking into Noah's official Fresh TV profile and how he acted around Emma, I could see Noah being the kind of guy who is so intelligent when it comes to a lot of situations, but social and romantic situations are not his strong suit. Particularly that I think Noah, due to being very socially closed off and having his sort of personality, has probably had very little real world experience when it comes to dating. Particularly him personally being inexperienced both emotionally and romantically in a situation with a girl he's really into. So, I really wanted to put myself into the head of a very emotionally and physically flustered and confused Noah who is trying to figure out how to navigate through his first situation alone with a girl he likes and trying to not mess anything up… which of course backfires in the most painfully awkward way possible as he loses his ability to internalize his thoughts around Emma. Poor guy. Lol. XD Anyway, what's going to happen between Noah and Emma next chapter? Stay tuned to find out next time! As always, thank you all for reading and constructive reviews are always appreciated. Hope you all are still continuing to stay safe and healthy!

Stay Classy!

Dexter1995

P.S. Now, I don't know if some of you caught that one little 'Easter egg' I threw in the chapter during Emma and Noah's make out session but... can we all just talk about what's up with Emma's fixation on Noah's butt that was mentioned several times in the show? Hey, not judging, but... just pointing that out. Lol. XD