Hopeless Romantic

Chapter fifty two

Me and Aidan were now sitting at the dinner table after we set up the plates and all of them.

Our mothers made a very delicious meal and breathtaking. We had a classic meal for Christmas. Also my mum asked me and Aidan to make our "famous" pasta. Luke there's a lot of different type of pastas.

Me and Aidan agreed but like I would let him do anything.

‐ Okay let's check the water now. I said to Aidan standing up from the table.

‐ Should I do something Y/n? Aidan came behind me.

‐ Not really. Pasta is an easy food to make.

‐ Oh come on! At least something little. He walks in front of me making the puppy eyes.

- Mhm. Just look up for me pastas on the pin. I looked at him.

‐ Mhm. Fine. But I'd still make sure you won't burn the kitchen down.

‐ Oh you think so? I layed upon the kitchen table.

‐ Oh I know so. He smirks.

‐ Don't do that little games of yours Aidy.. You know what happens every time.

‐ What happens? He asks ironically.

‐ I win. Every. Single. Damn. Time. I smirk.

Aidan came and puts his hands on the table between my waist, making me failing to let go from his body.

‐ I really want a bet with you about this but then I'll blame both it on you.. he came closer.

‐ Oh that's how it goes? I'd like to see you try but then I'm the innocent because I'm good at blaming things to others. Kinda.

‐ Your too adorable to blame this on you.. he looks carefully.

‐ Right now let me check the water.. I felt how awkward it will turn.

‐ Water can wait. It still boils tho. We hold an eye contact.

He slowly leans in slowly slowly making us a breath away.

All that good moment until someone decides to walk in. And specific someone that I hoped never could. My dad.

‐ What's going on here? He looks at us confused but with a little smirk too. Then Lauren, Aidans mum walks in too to leave some dishes.

‐ Nothing we both flinched and pulled away quickly. We were both blushing and just looked down.

My dad smirks at us so does Lauren and walk back out. I searched for the pastas on the internet and read the recipe.

‐ You sure you don't want any help with this..? Aidan asked.

‐ Um. No.. you can go and sit back inside. I smiled and nodded at him.

Aidan's pov:

She was pretty cool and awkward after the situation.

I sat down with the others and Y/n's dad and my mum kept glaring at me. I fucking knew it they'll start teasing us about it. I didn't want Y/n to feel awkward because of our parents. They were gonna tease us for sure.

My mum leaned down and whispers to me.

" You love her don't you..?" I looked at her nervously. " You do like her"

" Yes I love her mum.. now please let's return to another subject.." I was sure I had gone red by just saying that I love Y/n. Jesus Aidan just calm down.

Y/n was in the kitchen checking the pasta and the recipe from time to time.

Y/n's pov:

The pot for the maracarons was big since we are many people. Luckily my mum had bought a lot of ingredients.