Already home. (Aaron Tveit fanfiction)

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A couple minutes after, Aaron opened the door showing her the first suit. "Okay, I don't like this one" Aaron said with the navy blue suit. It was a good one but not for him. "Me neither. You wear blue in the show, right? It's too much for a wedding too" she explained looking at him. "I'm glad we are in the same page" he added, winking at her with a little smile and she just giggled. He really needed to stop doing that.

Amy started thinking she was probably insane, but the way he looked at her made her nervous and she didn't know why. She past years of her life looking at those blue eyes, but now Amy couldn't do it without her face turning red, getting nervous y laugh at herself.

When Aaron was back in the dressing room, Amy started taking deep breaths for the time she got left.

With her face on her hands trying to find a conversation theme, there was a silence that for some reason was killing her - within other things from Aaron that were killing her slowly-.

Amy was absolutely nervous, so much she wasn't thinking, and her mouth was speaking on its own will. "So you called me because I have a better taste in clothes than your girlfriend who studies design. That's kind of crazy" she said with sarcasm, regretting it as she finished the sentence. "Kinda. Besides Jossie is not in town" he answered.

As soon as Amy heard that she looked back to the dressers. Like if that curtain could give her an explanation and not the person who was behind it. As waiting to the curtain to explain it. "What? Where is she?" she asked, trying not to sound so interested.

"Let's say after the fight, things didn't go so well, so she went on a trip with friends for a couple of days" Aaron explained. She couldn't understand how Jossie left town after fighting with Aaron. And she couldn't understand how he could sound so calm saying that.

Grown ups are supposed to talk about their issues. The normal thing to Amy it was to face and not to hide problems and go on vacations. "Oh, I understand. Let's say you're taking a break?" she asked.

Why they were still talking about her? Why did she had to open her big mouth and named her? Why wasn't she hitting herself with the first thing on sight??

"Yeah, might be" Aaron answered at her question. And man, in that moment she wished more than anything that the curtain was never opened. "Wow, now I definitely feel guilty" Amy gasped as she could almost feel the air leaving her lungs slowly and painfully. "No, it wasn't your fault. Things weren't going so well. Anyway, what do you think?" Aaron asked. He opens the curtain and left the tester wearing the solid charcoal suit with a white shirt. "No, I'm not convinced" she told him, looking at the suit. Something about the color wasn't for him.

What the hell are you talking about stupid girl? He looks perfect in everything. That face and that body can wear everything.

"You really don't like it?" Aaron asked again. He looked at her with almost closed eyes and his head on a side, like a lost puppy that doesn't get what she said. "Nope" Amy answer, smiling shrugging her arms. "What do you want from me, woman?" Aaron begged, as he pushed the girl, so her back was against the back of the couch. "Honey, I'm the one here helping you to find something nice to wear for you friend's wedding, so don't act like a little boy. I should be at home lying on my couch so yeah, be a good boy and try the other one, the grey one" Amy requested with a sarcastic smile, as she pointed to the tester with her index finger. "Always so sweet" he joked, getting inside again.

In that moment she had a lot of things running wildly in her head. Thousands of questions accumulated. The most have been there for years, after they stopped seeing and talking to each other. Others from the day Aaron showed up in the park. They all had at least one possible answer. Together they were like a dammed Lego wall that she couldn't put down. At least not until she found the answers.