I had gone home after that strange encounter with Aaron. I said goodbye to Sam, who had apparently seen the whole thing and teased me saying it was sweet.
If she only knew what happened behind closed doors.... Literally!
In his bedroom we were both like strangers. Him on the sofa and me on the bed. I knew he didn't like me and I didn't like him. Sure, I had some sort of attraction to him, but it's only lustful. Nothing else.
Anyone would lust after him. I mean, he was beyond good looking, but he was an asshole. Playing with girls and leaving them behind. I would never fall for that. I was different from other girls. I'm not stupid enough to think I can be the one to 'change the playboy' .
Honestly, in my opinion, I don't think a player changes. I mean, once a player always a player, right? How could one person make them change.
Nobody changes.
I was currently laying on my bed, headphones in with no music on, thinking. About myself, about Aaron, about... that.
I haven't told anyone about it and I don't plan to. That's why I couldn't be late from school and why I am the way I am.
We all have secrets. They build us, morphing us into the person we are to this day. My secret did the same with me, changing me into what I am.
I briefly wondered what Aaron's secret was. Why was he the way he is today? Or was he always like this?
I always wondered what Aaron's real side was. The cocky guy, the player, the funny guy, the sweet guy, the flirty guy, the compassionate guy, the cute guy, the closed guy, the angry guy, the vulnerable guy. Aaron had so many sides and frankly, I was getting confused. Which one was really him?
My thoughts were interrupted by a phone call. I groaned loudly and walked over to my dressing table and picked up the phone.
"What?" I said tiredly into the phone. I know I was being a little bit grouchy, but I spent all night thinking about why Aaron had slept on the sofa, so I was really tired right now.
"Hello to you too" the voice grumbled, bitterly.
I sighed.
"What is it, Aaron?!"
"I always enjoy our conversations" he said dully, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Me too! You wanna know which part I like the best!!" I said, faking enthusiasm.
"Surprise me" he said, sarcasm still coating his voice.
"The part where we bid our goodbyes" I said bitter-sweetly
"At least we agree on one thing" he stated, his tone filled with resentment. What was his problem?
"Why did you call, Aaron?" I said, cutting straight to the point.
"I'm going to the fair with this friend" he said randomly.
"So?" I drawled. I knew we were 'dating' now, but he didn't have to call me just to give me an 'Aaron 411'. I can live without it.
He sighed, exasperatedly. I can imagine him running his hand through his hair.
"He's a family friend and my mom told him about you. He said it would be cool if you tagged along with us" he said cooly, showing no interest. If he was a girl, I could imagine him looking at his nails with a bored look on his face. I laughed inside myself.
I sighed over-dramatically.
"Okay. Where are you?" I said, snapping. I couldn't help it. I was tired.
"Outside" he stated bluntly.
I groaned in frustration. Could life get any worser?
"Feel free to get dressed into the tightest clothes you own. You're dressing to impress, aren't you?" I heard a sexy voice say over the phone suggestively.
Apparently it can.
Can anyone guess Aaron's or Alexis's secret? What are they hiding?
