#p:wce

[summersnoah]

we can explain || hannah & noah

Noah was surprised by how excited he was to hear that they would all be coming to Vegas, and not for work, but for fun. At the beginning of the year he had wanted nothing other than to throw himself into his work as a distraction, but somewhere along the line that distraction must have worked, because he was finally ready to start having some fun again. When Hannah called, he was quick to accept her offer of a night out. When the two of them got together, it was always fun. By this point in the night his vision was beginning to blur, but his laugh was growing louder. He was relaxed. Noah glanced to his side when he saw Hannah get up, and he nodded his head when he heard what she said. This place was fine, but for Vegas it seemed a little quiet. If they were going to go out in Vegas, they may as well do it in style. He finished his drink as he stood up, slamming his glass back down on the bar with more force than he intended. Rubbing his hands together, he began to walk beside her. "Hmm, what are you thinking? They have all kinds of crazy places out here. We could do just about anything. The possibilities are endless. Think of the stories we can tell our grand kids one day. If I ever have then, that is." He kept on walking, glancing over his shoulder every few seconds just to make sure he didn't lose her. Before he'd even realized it, he was stepping out into the back alley, and he could hear a few gathered voices.

Hannah furrowed her brows. She remembered searching about all the best places but the names couldn't come to her now that her brain was cloudy. "I read about this one place called FX or XS or something like that." She said trying to keep up with Noah, occasionally having to take longer strides to do so. "We'll figure it out. If we get a little lost that'll make the story that much better." Hannah said enthusiastically as she felt humid air hit her skin after she followed Noah through the door. It wasn't the street, but she could see the neon lights at one end of alley. The lights made it possible to see silhouettes standing not to far from the two. An idea popped into Hannah's head. "Maybe we could ask them where to go." She said looking up at him and whispering. Hannah started to walk towards the shadows without caution, signalling for Noah to follow her. She crept closet to them and noticed that they were all huddled together talking in muffled voices. "What should I say, excuse me? I don't want to be rude." Hannah whispered to Noah again, worried about interrupting.

Noah was grateful for the air now filling is lungs, and he turned to look at Hannah when he came to a stop. "I think it's XS, some kind of nightclub. Not a very exciting name, is it? I looked up some places when we were on the bus. Or, at least, I tried to...obviously none of the names stuck." He smiled widely at her next words, knowing that the two of them getting lost was more than likely to happen. "Agreed, much better," he nodded. It was then that he noticed the men huddled around, and when he saw Hannah make a move towards them, he reached out, hoping to pull her back, but she was already off and soon he was following quickly behind. He looked down at her when she whispered and then shrugged, stepping in front of her a little, somewhat protectively and without much thought as he cleared his throat. "Hey, fellas..." he said awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck as they turned to face him. He couldn't exactly make out any faces, but judging by the eerie silence, he could tell that they weren't too happy, and that made him a little uncomfortable. "We were just wondering if--" he stopped mid-sentence when his eyes dropped a little, focusing on what was in their hands. Noah and Hannah, had just unknowingly interrupted some kind of drug deal. Reaching behind him, he held onto Hannah's arm and slowly began to walk backwards, keeping a smile fixed on his face. "You know what, never mind. We were just looking for some directions, but we can just...find our own way." Hannah peered around Noah, noticing that he'd made his way in front of her. She smiled as Noah spoke to them, making sure they all knew her and Noah were friendly. She put her hand on his shoulder when she noticed the awkward tones in his voice, as if it was some kind of support. She tried to squint to see the men better but all she could see were there eyes glimmering slightly in the darkness. The way that their eyes flitted back and forth as they looked at each other made Hannah a little suspicious of what was going on. When Noah stopped mid sentence Hannah realized that he had noticed something as well. She looked at him and then back at the strangers and what they were holding. Hannah recognized what was going on and looked at Noah again. "Oh my god, Noah..." She said quietly as she tightened her grip on his shoulder, hopping only he could hear it. She could feel his hand on her arm and knew that he had realized what was going on. As they backed away Hannah let her smile falter for a second because she had no idea what to do in this situation. When Noah spoke again she smiled again, this time wider in hopes they wouldn't notice that she'd noticed. She giggled awkwardly out of instinct. "I just remembered the directions anyway-- uh, thanks though..." Hannah said to them nodding her head. She quickened the pace and took the fact that they weren't doing anything as a good sign. She noticed new lights flashing against the walls of the alley though, red and blue. "Oh thank God." she said quickly letting out a long breath as loosened the grip on his shoulder. She noticed the strangers retreating out of the alley."I thought we were in trouble for a second there." Hannah smiled at Noah, feeling lucky, and turned around to face to police car that had pulled up behind them. Noah could see angry eyes on him now, but none of the men seemed to make a move towards them as they both continued to back away. Her hand on his shoulder let him know that she was there, right behind him, and that put him at ease. Noah was no stranger to this kind of thing, his brother had once been like these guys. Granted, he hadn't been around anything like this in years and he hoped that he never would be again. When he realized that they weren't going to come after them, he released a long breath. Not only did he not want anything to happen to Hannah, but he also wanted nothing to happen to him while they were here, because if it did then it would get back to Daniel and his older cousin had enough to deal with right now, Noah in no way wanted to add to it. When he saw the suddenly flashing lights, he looked from one end of the alley to the other, and then back again. The men were legging it, and he couldn't help but laugh a little and shake his head. Hannah spoke and he looked down at her with a reassuring smile, about to say something when a bright light flashed in his eyes, making them sting. He looked up then, two police officers stood in front of him while another two seemed to run off after the men who had just fled. The two in front of them now did not look happy. Groaning, he turned to Hannah again. "I think we still might." He gave her a look, thinking like he could talk to her telepathically. It was the kind of look that said, or that he hoped said, 'we can talk our way out of this even though we are completely innocent in the whole thing.' Nodding, hoping she understood, he turned back to the officers and began talking at a fast speed as he tried to explain what had actually happened.

Hannah: put a hand to her eyes as the policemen approached them wielding their flashlights. Hannah felt relieved that they were here. She'd felt uncomfortable before, with the not-so friendly looking strangers. She definitely wasn't looking for that kind of trouble tonight, and didn't want either of them to wind up hurt. Now that enforcement was here she thought that she wouldn't have to worry about that, but when she heard Noah speak she second guesses her relief, taking notice of their body language. Hannah wondered what the problem was and realized that they probably looked as guilty as the other party. Her mind became a little bit clearer as she registered the look that Noah was giving her and nodded back at him. They would have to talk their way out of this somehow. Hannah felt intimidated the police, she'd never had to talk to them before. Hannah started to launch into her story of what had just gone down at the same time Noah started talking. Both of them were talking quickly, under any other circumstance she would have laughed. This time she didn't think the strangers they were attesting to would be so happy. Instead she stopped talking not soon after she started, and listened to Noah and his explanation. She nodded her head as he talked watching the officers, who still didn't seem very happy nor did they look like they were buying what they were selling. So much for innocent until proven guilty, Hannah thought. Their facial expressions and the looks that they were giving each other were becoming worrisome to Hannah. She looked to Noah with furrowed brows and back at the two standing in front of them. "--We weren't buying drugs, I-I swear to God!" Hannah blurted out before even thinking about what she was saying. She realized she could have said something a lot more convincing instead of the same thing someone who was guilty would have said, but her nerves got the best of her. She looked at her feet for a second and glanced sideways at Noah. When she looked at the officers again she was annoyed to find the still looked unhappy.

Noah struggled to keep a straight face when he realized that both he and Hannah were talking at the same time and at a quick speed. Normally this could get them out of any situation, but he doubted their ability to confuse people and actually sound like they knew what they were talking about, would work this time around. Noah was no stranger to the police, and he could tell by the looks on their cold faces that they weren't the type you could reason with. If they thought he and Hannah had something to do with what had gone down, then the both of them were in trouble. He stopped talking and struggled to catch his breath -- all that talking had taken it out of him. Biting down on his lower lip nervously, he waited in silence, and once again found himself on the verge of laughter when Hannah blurted out what she had. "Exactly!" he said, backing her up. "Which I know sounds like something someone who was buying drugs would say, but I haven't been near anything like that since I was seventeen." He stopped and thought about what he had just said and cringed, knowing that it probably didn't help. "I mean -- wouldn't we have legged it as well? I have long legs, I could be well gone by now." Then it came, and he couldn't stop it, a surge of uncontrollable laughter. It seemed like he couldn't go anywhere without something happening to him. "Do you think this is funny?" One of the officers asked, and he had to force himself to hold in another laugh as he shook his head. He glanced at Hannah, trying to stay as serious as he could.

Hannah: was thankful when Noah started to back her up, but still, there was no positive reaction from the cops. She chewed the inside of her cheek trying to think of something that she could say to actually help them out. She turned to face Noah abruptly when she heard what came out of his mouth. Him confessing he used to be around 'this stuff' didn't do them any good either. She shot him a look that she meant to communicate 'Seriously? That's definitely not helping.' Hannah only held that look as he talked about running. Then he started laughing, she had no clue why but he was laughing while being questioned by very mean looking officers. Hannah wanted to be annoyed but she felt a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Hannah was now chocking back laughter too. "Well... I have really short legs but I can run pretty fast you know." Hannah said to the officer as she chuckled a bit. backing Noah up as he had done for her her. "If we really were into this dealing thing it wouldn't be smart of us to stick around, and I think trained officials like you are deductive and can see what we're saying here." She said nodding and looking between Noah and them. Hannah looked at the officer when he spoke. She didn't find it funny, but as Noah shook his head she realized she did find it somewhat funny. "No--well, yeah a little bit." She said, she knew she probably shouldn't but she figured they'd already made up their minds about what she and Noah were doing here. "It's just that, well, it's us and it's kind of funny that we of all people around here are getting pinned for some drug deal, you see? We're just tourists, we wouldn't lie to you!" She said benevolently, starting to talk quickly again almost as if she was hoping the babbling act would work this time. "Heck, we didn't even know where we were going and were quite alarmed ourselves when... you know--" She let her sentence trail of as she took in a gulp of air after speaking so fast. Hannah laughed nervously. She wasn't quite sure what to do at this point, and couldn't tell what the officers were thinking either.

Noah looked at Hannah and he could tell that she was trying to express how much he wasn't helping. He sighed, dropping his gesturing hands down to his sides. He had a habit of waving them around when he was trying to explain a situation, but he probably just looked like a bit of a nutter. "I know it's not helping, but...it just slipped out. And it's not like I was some dealer, I was...never mind. Not going into this story when these two think we're some pair of drug fiends." He looked at the two men once again and scratched the side of his head, and for a moment he really did think about grabbing Hannah and making a run for it, even though the both of them were completely innocent. But he knew they wouldn't get very far, and it would probably make the whole situation way more dramatic than it needed to be. "If you think about it," he said, accidentally pointing his finger at one of them before he realized and put it back down. "We're victims in this," he nodded in agreement with himself, his expression serious. "All we were trying to do was get some directions, and then we bumped into the wrong crowd who are now practically setting us up for something we didn't even do." Honestly, he had no idea what he was even trying to say any more, and he stopped talking, just staring between two two men and Hannah. They both shared a look and nodded, and Noah could already feel his stomach turn. "Great," he mumbled, knowing what was coming next. "We're going to need you both to come with us." Within a matter of minutes, they were both being read their rights and Noah was now actually laughing, more so out of utter disbelief than amusement. "This is ridiculous," he said, looking over at Hannah as they placed him in the back of the car. "What happened to innocent until proven guilty? Which, by the way, we'd never be proven because we're innocent." He shut up when one of them gave him a cold and silencing look, but it didn't stop him from making countless annoyed faces. He slouched, huffing. "Daniel can not find out about this."

Hannah: was becoming increasingly worried about what was going to happen here. They'd already tried to explain and get out of this mess and nothing seemed to be working. Even as Hannah listened to Noah talk she doubted it would change their minds. She let out a long sigh and rolled her eyes towards them when Noah looked at her, she was getting tired of these guys. Hannah became confused when she heard Noah mumble. As the policemen became talking things were clarified, they were actually in trouble for this. "Are you kidding me?!" Hannah nearly shouted, astonished. She felt her stomach drop and her pulse start to quicken. She'd never been in this sort of trouble and didn't know whether she was more surprised or angry. She looked at Noah and shook her head in bemusement. As one of them tried to put into the car she pulled her arm away. "I can do it myself." She pouted as she slipped into the cab of the car. "This isn't fair!" She said to them following up on what Noah has said. As they got into their seats she began shooting them what she hopped were adequate dirty looks through the rear view mirror. Hannah half smiled at what Noah said, simply because this scenario was so surreal. "You don't have to worry about me telling him." Hannah said to Noah before turning and resting her head against the window.