Aaron T 4town Novels & Stories

" Gavin I am on my way with Lexi . I don't care what the press is saying; Mia just earned herself a deformation of character charge. See you in a minute. " We started walking to the main entrance and when we walked inside everyone was on their phones no doubt talking about what I had just scanned through. The last thing Aaron needed was an attack on who he was; it was unfair, selfish , and wrong on many levels. I've known him for six months now and he knows how to turn things around. He started the Sports Tech company from nothing. For crying out loud he has started an internship program aimed to help those who really need it , and he has a foundation set up in his sons name he is a good man

Then he whispered, “Thank you for being my safe space.” “You can fall apart with me,” I said softly, my lips brushing his temple. “I’ll hold you through it. I promise.” He lifted his head again, his eyes teary. “You’re being disgustingly romantic right now.” I smirked, rolling us gently so he was underneath me, my weight carefully balanced on my forearms. “Get used to it. I’ve had four years of repressed romance building up.” Aiden laughed and his hands came up to frame my face, stroking my cheekbones.

He says. We disengage the hug and he smiles down at me. "Now allow me to introduce myself. I am Aaron, those are my brothers, Craig and Evans. When you take out the rest of our names leaving just the first letter, it spells out Ace" Aaron says way too proudly and gets a disappointing look from his brothers. "What? It's funny" Aaron smacks his teeth at him. I laugh very lightly. Aaron turns to me. "She's laughing, so it means it's funny, ignore my bothers, they may be younger but their sense of humor are a bit old"

I don’t want to come off as a bitch, I just really suck at making friends. “We’ve already been here longer than we normally stay in a single place, so I’m hopeful this is our final destination,” Mavy said cheerfully. The hope in her gaze made me feel like I had to say something. “Fingers crossed you can stay. Auburn is a sweet little town. I don’t have plans on ever leaving,” I said.

Aaron asked. Aaron, my comical best friend, was standing around trying to look all sophisticated with his champagne glass like James Bond, dressed in his black Tux, white shirt, and bow tie. He glanced over his shoulder at a group of giggling girls. He was such a flirt, running a hand through his dark-blond hair, his blue eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. I rolled my eyes. “No, not yet,” I replied, managing a strained smile. Aaron clapped me on the back. “Don’t worry, man, she’ll be here. I mean, your mate has to be someone from town, right?” he attempted to reassure me, despite the lingering doubt evident in his voice.

He kissed the back of my hand. “Let’s go.” He said. I took my small bad quickly and put my phone, purse, lipstick and powder inside. Aaron walked out and I followed him downstairs. As we walked to his car and got inside, my phone vibrated and I saw a text message from Josh. My eyes widen and I had to keep calm so Aaron won’t be suspicious. “You ready?” “Yeah.” I put my seatbelt and he started his car. The whole ride was about us getting to know each other. Me and Aaron have a 4 years gap difference and he’s the only child in his family. He loves hiking, pizza, watching movies and exercise.

I opened my phone and looked at the notifications. It was Aziel, for the third time maybe, lol. "Goodnight Aaron, see you tomorrow" He messaged. I quickly replied then I went to sleep. I hope that tomorrow comes quickly. To be continued...

“No. It can’t be her. I can’t face her again. Don’t make me go. Please.” “It’s the only way, Aaron. Tara is an expert potioneer. She’ll have just the potion for what I have in mind.” Aaron stiffened. “Tara?” “Yeah. Tara Tomas. That’s her name.” Aaron slumped against the backrest, sighing in relief. “I take it she isn’t your witch?” Aaron narrowed his eyes at Keyah. He didn’t trust the glint of mischief in her eyes. “I don’t have a witch. And no, that isn’t her name.”

Maybe until I fully get to understand him, we might get close. “Trenton is in fourth year, a semi-finalist. Aaron is a finalist.” Lucas provided. I nodded in understanding. We had gotten to the bleachers and taken a seat. Trenton was on his phone, Zach too. Lucas had my arms hooked in his as he explained whatever he thought needed explaining to me about the school and pointed out buildings we could see from our position on the bleachers and gave me information about them. Aaron was being his calm, gentle self. His eyes roaming his surroundings in mild interest.