Chapter five

Asher’s POV

I woke up very happy with myself today, I felt well rested in comparison to yesterday, shockingly also looking forward to today at school so I can kill my so-called best friend for leaving me to the wolf himself. As if she could hear my thoughts my phone rang and speak of the devil she shall call.

I don’t even greet her or let her talk. “How could you leave me in my time of need Dea, you have some nerve calling and not apologizing for the shit you pulled yesterday, I can’t believe you, I thought you were my best friend,” I pout at the end of my rant. Okay maybe I was being dramatic but if you blushed that hard for someone you barely know, I am sure it would have been the same reaction.

“Aww babe but how could I have stayed when there was so much tension, kind of felt like I was third wheeling a gay porno,” she laughs, I could not help but blush at her words as yesterday’s events replay in my head. I sigh and get up trapping my phone between my shoulder and ear.

“Well babe, I was calling to tell you to pick me up and I’ll get us some breakfast so I can make it up to you properly,” I can literally hear her pout through the phone. “Fiinneee, only because of the food.” We hang up after that.

I get going through my hygiene routine which has a lot of strawberries involved. I put on some black ripped jeans and a BTS cropped sweater, they are my guilty pleasure. I pull on a pair of white Nikes. Once I feel ready, I make my way to Dea’s.

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As I walk to my first lesson, I can’t help but think of him, they way he came so close, I just wish could have pinned me to the lockers and-

My thoughts get interrupted by Aaron himself, “hey ma,” I simply roll my eyes and look away because my face is so red right now and I don’t want him to see that. He slides his arm around my neck, I stare at the well-defined tattooed arm. “Now what I say about that attitude, hm?” I gasp as his breath hit my ear as his voice sends vibrations throughout my body meeting at my core making it throb. I didn’t have to look at him to know the type of intensity his gorgeous eyes held.

“Hey Aaron,” I whisper softly not wanting to repeat what happened yesterday in front of all these people.

Aaron’s Pov

Today I get shorty’s number is the first thought I have when I get up this morning because damn, he out here living in my mind rent free. And with shorty looking bad and cute at the same time… how? Ion know. He snaps me out of my daze with a soft hey from those sinful lips.

I seat next to him in class. “Gimme your phone,” he looks at me with a raised eyebrow but hands me the phone anyway. I put my number, save it as 'Daddy'and text myself because I’m not about to be thinking about him all night without talking to him.

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At lunch I easily spot him, I mean look at him. I smile at him and his friend who’s name that I finally learnt. He smiles back for once without the attitude. “Aaron, we were thinking of hanging out at Aaron’s after school, you wanna join us,” Dea asks me whilst smirking at Aaron.

Before I answer I look down at Asher who is blushing hard, I smirk at that and before I could answer. “Dea, I am sure he has plans, don’t bother him,” shorty cuts in.” ouch “damn shorty if you didn’t want me to come should have just said so,” I play it cool like my feeling aren’t hurt.

A soft warm hand touches my shoulder and Asher is shaking his head profusely, “no, no I mean, you can come I just thought that…. I don’t know...” I watch him blush and he slowly removes his hand, leaving the spot cold.“Woah shorty, aight I’ll be there no need to beg,” I chuckle and watch blush spread across his cheeks from his neck as he hits my arm. I’d like to make blush everywhere.

So fucking cute.

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