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I woke up with a content yawn. Last night was, by far, the best sleep I've had for as long as I've known though I had no idea why.

I stretched my arms above my head, looking around the room. Aaron's jeans lay on the floor along with his top and his shoes. If anyone else awoke to this 'picture', the thoughts going through their head would be phenomenal, but- with Aaron- I knew better than to think otherwise.

I turned to Aaron, smiling. The blanket stopped at his waist, his toned torso on display. He smiled in his sleep. So calm; so peaceful.

God, I wish I could suffocate him with a pillow.

It's all his fault that this was happening. The anxiousness for what was going to happen tomorrow; the hell I went through with my parents yesterday.

The butterflies in my stomach.

I shook my head to clear my mind. I could not be attracted to Aaron. He was... Bad.

Before I could think of a better synonym, Aaron groaned loudly, stretching his arms over his head. He looked around the room- confused for a minute- before he realised where he was. Slowly, he turned to me, a lazy smile on his lips.

"Morning." He murmured, looking at his watch.

I rolled my eyes.

"How about a good' morning. It sounds more nice."

Aaron looked up from his watch, a smirk on his face.

"Well, maybe I'm not nice. I'm different to the masses; I'm special." He teased jokingly.

I laughed.

"Yes. You're one of a kind." I began, setting the trap.

Aaron nodded, a smile on his face.

"A beauty amongst beasts." I continued, smiling.

Aaron nodded yet again.

"The last of your species." I said, replacing the smile with a monotone face.

Aaron began to nod before fully realising what I had said, making him frown.

"Sadly, yes, I am the last of my kind, but who knows..."

He sat up, leaning against his elbows.

"I can always interbreed." He whispered suggestively, making my cheeks red.

I pushed him with a scoff and got up.

"Get up. We're going to get late." I said, without making eye contact and made my way to the bathroom.

I heard him laugh before I fully shut the door.

Jerk.

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"Where's the 'boyfriend'?" Dad questioned, grimacing as he said the last word.

Well, at least this time he said BOYfriend.

We were currently eating breakfast at the table and I was highly uncomfortable because of two reasons.

1) These jeans were giving me a huge wedgie.

2) The scrutinising stares that I was receiving from my dad who sat across the table were enough to make The Hulk cower.

He scanned me up and down with glaring eyes, probably trying to detect if there were any hickeys or if I had a certain glow about me.

Well, I don't know what he expected to find. I mean, even if I did do it- which I didn't- did he expect to see a 'I had steamy sex with Aaron walker' across my forehead in permanent sharpie.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring the stares and carried on eating my cereal.

It was then that Aaron decided to come down. He, obviously, received the same stares, but because he was Aaron, he didn't seem to notice.

My mum was the first to speak.

"Oh, Aaron, honey! Why don't you come eat breakfast! Come; sit here." She cooed, patting the seat beside her.

Aaron smiled kindly at her. Not that I would know that it was a kind smile, I mean, he's never given me that smile.

Great, am I really envious of my own mother?

"Thanks, but I'm good." He said, smiling that kind unfamiliar smile.

This only made my mom smile wider.

"No. I insist." She urged, patting the seat vigorously.

Aaron hesitated for a minute, his eyes glancing at me, before he smiled yet again and sat in the chair that my mom probably broke with her insane tapping.

"Maybe just a bite." He finalised to himself.

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"Just a bite, my ass!" I snorted when he exited the house. After seeing Aaron engulf a dozen toasts and a bowl of cereal alongside two glasses of orange juice, I was gobsmacked.

Huh, maybe he was another specie.

Aaron raised a slender eyebrow.

"Did you just say 'bite my ass'?" He questioned with a smirk.

I groaned loudly.

"God, you're intolerable." I said, although inside I was laughing quietly. It did sound like I said that.

Aaron tutted, ruffling my hair.

"That's not a nice thing to say to the man who's going to drives you all the way to school. I mean, if he wished, he could leave you stranded in the middle of nowhere." He threatened, talking about how my Dad had given his car keys to Aaron due to the cold weather. I hadn't gotten my driving license yet, so he had asked Aaron.

I snorted yet again.

"Man?" I questioned.

Aaron smirked.

"Do I need to prove myself again?" He asked, putting his hand on the waistband of his jeans.

I swatted at his hands.

"As much as I'd like that, Aaron, I'd actually like getting to school early a lot more." I droned, grabbing the keys.

"What are you doing?" Aaron questioned, his eyes widening.

"Unlocking the door because you were taking so long?" I explained, looking at him weirdly. I unlocked the door and threw the keys back to him which he skillfully caught.

Show off.

Aaron sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair.

"Thank god. I thought you were taking the keys to drive the car." He chuckled, relief clear in his voice.

I scoffed loudly.

"I can drive, you know!" I said defensively.

Aaron laughed.

"No, you can't."

I folded my arms.

"And pray tell, Aaron, why can't I?" I asked curiously.

Aaron smiled looking me up and down and I noticed that he was giving me that look, the one he would usually give when he would rile me up.

"Because you're a girl." He said ever-so casually, opening the door and ducking in.

What.The.Actual.Fuck.

"What did you say?!" I shouted, ducking my head in the car as well. I sat facing towards him, giving him an incredulous look. I knew he was doing this to get to me, but I couldn't help but cave in.

As soon as the door shut behind me, Aaron revved off at the speed of light.

Well, it wasn't the speed of light, but I'm pretty sure it was nearing or over the road limit speed.

I turned to Aaron yet again, putting my seatbelt on in fear that I might go through the front window if he made a haste brake.

"Did you just say 'women can't drive?!'" I snarled and, I bet, it would have sent Aslan running for the wardrobe.

Aaron grinned, rubbing his eye, although I could see the small hint of a smile that he was trying to hide.

"Geez, I didn't know you were such a feminist." He emphasized the last word, his eyes on the road, but they glittered with amusement. I know he was just saying these things because he knew exactly what to say to rile me up.

I raised my eyebrows.

"And you say it as though it is a bad thing to protect my own sex?" I questioned.

Aaron snickered.

"Sex." He repeated.

I sighed.

"See, that's the thing with you. You're so immature, I can't even reason with you." I rolled my eyes.

Aaron scoffed, turning to me for a split second, before putting his eyes back on the road.

"There's a difference between immaturity and having fun."

I nodded.

"Well, you certainly don't seem to know this difference. You're always goofing about and never know how to be serious." I said as Aaron parked into the school car park.

He turned to me, shrugging half-heartedly.

"Maybe goofing about is the only way I can avoid being serious." He said and with that, he was out of the car.

I processed his words before following him.

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"So, after this, the B cells engulf the pathogen and the pathogen then goes through antigen processing..." Mr. Collins rambled on, unaware of all the students he was putting to sleep.

On a usual day, I would have been asleep, my snored muffled by the textbook.

However, it wasn't an ordinary day. After Aaron dropped me at my locker, he had left for his class.

Well, not before giving me a quick kiss and telling me to prepare for my next class.

My next class with Aaron and he had planned something, I'm sure of it. I sighed. What would more be exactly?

The bell rang, acting as an alarm clock for 99% of the class. I got up slowly, dreading what was to come. Trudging through the hallways, I made it to maths, preparing myself for the worst.

I sighed and looked around as Aaron was nowhere in sight nor was the teacher. I made my way to my seat, making sure to avoid eye contact with Britney and her bimbos'.

Wow, I just made them sound like a cheesy sitcom.

I sat in my chair awaiting both the teacher and Aaron. What could be holding them up?

The door opened with a loud thud and everyone's eyes were on the door. Obviously, that's what always happens when Aaron was at the door. The attention always seemed to be on him. He walked in slowly, his eyes on me.

I smiled, putting the 'fake girlfriend' facade up.

"Hey, where were-"

I was cut off by Aaron dropping to his knees. Well, one knee to be exact.

He was kneeling, his beautiful eyes staring up at me as he bit his lip. A small case was in his hand.

I would have found that to be a jaw-dropping sight if I wasn't wholly concentrated on my anxiety.

What was going on?

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