Well here you go loves!!! There'll be a lot of mistakes I hope you don't mind and it isn't that long but I wrote as quickly as I could because I wanted fans of "Not That Kind Of Girl" (if there are any hardcore die fans hahaha) to have an update. It's been a while I know I'm sorry, life has been very hectic. I just had to dedicate this chapter to the lovely ryssajoj who motivated me to continue and alayna_10801 who inspired me to keep writing! Thanks guys:))
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- MB.Ren
"He said WHAT!"
Oh god, here we go.
"He asked me to-" I began but she interrupted almost immediately with a long siren-like yell.
I held the phone away from my ear but it did nothing to conceal the screech I was sure the whole neighbourhood could hear.
"Oh my god! He's asking me to the dance? You know what that means?" She asked but gave me no time to answer, before screaming, "We're going to be rocking that boat babe!"
I grimaced, putting the sandwich I was eating back down, losing my appetite and wanting to throw up the few bites that I had eaten.
"Why hasn't he texted! Oh god for fuck sake he doesn't have my number! Why didn't you give him my number!" She yelled at me without pause for breath.
I opened my mouth but she just continued lecturing me for not having the courtesy to give Aden her number.
I sighed and put the phone down beside me and flipped through my magazine knowing that Caroline would be talking for a while.
After about two sodas, a bathroom break, and half box of cookies later Caroline finally shut up.
I loved her but she had a habit of talking, which left many of our conversations one sided.
"So he wants to actually take me?"
I nodded as if she could see me. I cleared my throat realising she was waiting for a response.
She'd repeatedly asked me this every five or so minutes as if Aden had had anytime to talk to me in the meantime and change his mind."Yes, he wanted me to ask you-"
She yelled again. "But why? Can't he ask me himself?"
Her need for self gratification by a man, let alone a boy like Aden Lyons was concerning but I had no time to think about that catching sight of a sluggish Jamie in my doorway.
"Caroline I have to go, Jamie's awake," I said quickly cutting off whatever she wanted to say more on the matter and hung up.
"Bad dream buddy?" I said with a warm smile catching sight of his little chubby pale face and his red rimmed, tear filled eyes. He said nothing but only trudged over to my bed and propped his head full of sweaty, messy bed hair into my lap.
I played with his hair brushing it back like I used to do when he was just a baby, it was the only way I had learnt to put him to sleep on nights when he was so restless and irritated and my mum had been too tired to pick him from his crib.
He was sick today, so his play date with Alley had to be put on hold until Saturday but he didn't seem to mind too much, he was a pretty happy kid.
He fell asleep quickly and I couldn't recall when I did, but I dreamt of my parents that night, I couldn't remember what about them but they were there vaguely, much like reality.
The next few days went by slowly but eventually Friday rolled around. Caroline talked non-stop about what she was going to wear to the dance and -to my disdain- after the dance.
She had mentioned her excitement to get Aden alone, who had been strangely MIA since he had asked me about Caroline and that was starting to annoy her but was pleasing me immensely.
She was walking backwards as she always did on our walks around the backyard, she believed that it made it easier for her to look at me while speaking at the same time. It just made me strangely nauseous.
She had stopped asking long ago why we couldn't just go for walks to the park. I couldn't tell her that my holiday to Cancun had actually been partly spent in a rehabilitation unit in Los Angeles, therapy sessions and in my bed, paranoid out of my mind.
"I don't know C! Maybe he died!" Here's hoping.
I grimaced, I didn't want him dead, maybe just unable to talk for a while.
However, the less of him I needed to see the better! She had asked me over and over where he could have been as we had walked home but I had ignored her every time because she would just rattle on and on like a broken record and I was busy trying to control my anxiety as every car passed by.
She slapped me across the shoulder, unhappy with my lack of teen spirit regarding her newly formed dwellings with the devil.
On Saturday morning, Caroline had left earlier than ever before saying something about buying a new dress that would flaunt her ass-ets. Because Lord knows she didn't have enough of those dresses already.
Josh had left to go to a friends house to do a some training, so it would be just me and Jamie it seemed.
When the kids had finished eating they were snuggled under a blanket on the couch, each asleep on one another after watching 'The Lion King'.
My brother was almost five and he had a better love life than me. How pathetic was I? Yet, I knew that a boyfriend wouldn't be something I would consider for a little while.
It was about five now, but it looked more like it was eight, the sky was so dark as it rained.
Aden and I had been sitting in comfortable silence for about an hour, the movie had finished and the screen had fallen silent, the only sounds were the pelts of rain. Aden sat silently too, typing away on his phone, and I wondered why he wasn't chatting away like the annoying parasite he usually was.
Aden propped up and moved over to a sleeping Ally, scooping her into his arms and tucked Jamie in. I smiled at the sight of him with them but shook the pleasantries away quickly, reminding myself that everything Aden did was calculated.
He turned to me and I wondered what line he would use now.
"Well, we better be getting home before the weather get too bad. Thanks for having us." He leaned into me and whispered, "Though I'm disappointed that we didn't get a chance to play." There was something so serious in the way he said the last word and I held my urge to shiver.
As though God were mocking me, lighting exploded outside illuminating the whole house in a halo of blue briefly before yhe lights went out in the entire house, causing me to jump against Aden. I felt Ally stir and snuggled closer to him.
My cheeks grew warm and I thanked the darkness for hiding me. I cleared my throat and scrambled to check on Jamie, still sound asleep.
Aden set Ally back alongside Jamie. "Looks like the powers out, I can fix it. It's probably just a fuse that blew." He was already halfway out the door before I could speak. I chased after him, grabbing his arm pulling him back in. He'd been outside for only a few seconds but was already drenched. His hair looking darker from being a wet mess, dripping down his face.
"Are you crazy! It's more than just pouring out there, you're not fixing a fuse now!"
He turned around to shoot me a playful smile and ran back out.
I groaned in irritation. This boy would be the death of me, that was if I didn't kill him first. I grabbed the umbrella by the door and followed him.
It was raining so hard I could barely see anything, but Aden managed, running to the side of the house.
I covered the fuse box with the umbrella as he opened it. It wasn't doing anything to cover us in this storm but it would prevent us from possibly dying.
The switches were all flipped on and I looked around to see the streets were all dark, the power lines must have been struck.
The wind picked up and I shivered as Aden took the opportunity to wrap an arm around me.
I wanted to shrug him off but his heat radiated even through our wet clothes.
"Let's just get inside, it must be out on the entire block," I said loudly over the rain. We ran back and closed the door.
Inside was warm and I shivered from the sudden change.
Our breaths had picked up, my heart couldn't control how fast it was beating and I couldn't tell whether if had been from the cold air, my wet clothes or by his touch.
He swiped a wet strand of hair away from my face and the soft touch made me shiver again. He drew closer to me tucking another strand behind my ear.
There was a half smirk on his lips but his eyes were slightly darker and serious. "You're wet," he said lowly, almost a growl.
I swallowed hard hearing the blatant meaning in his words. I nodded with a smirk of my own. "Dripping," I corrected, playing along. My eyes swept over his body, he's once lilac shirt, was now a dark mauve, clinging to certain parts of him like a second skin.
I caught him doing the same and suddenly, our eyes met. I bit my lip which caught his attention.
He shook his head as if to shake away a thought and looked over to the direction of the couch. "We better go before it gets worse," he said hesitantly, catching me of guard.
I thought about the weather and him and Ally being out in it, something stirred in me about him. I hated Aden but he was behaving -well, as much as Aden possibly could. My body tingled with the thoughts running through my head.
"You should stay, the rain...it's too dangerous to drive in that," I said, but was momentarily sidetracked by his eyebrow raising.
I cleared my throat. "I mean I know Jamie gets really scared of the storm, I'm sure Ally won't be so comfortable in it either, right?" I didn't let him reply, before speaking again, "And anyway they're asleep."
"Would you rather be out there? Or..." I teased. His brows furrowed. "You can stay here, and....play?" I laughed as he smiled too, before nodding.
"Sure."
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