His Lifeline | [2] ✔️

8. Running away is easier

L U C A S
Later that day, 6:58pm

I stand here outside his house staring at the door debating whether or not to knock on the door to face the person I have been having wet dreams about but I will never tell or should I just turn around and leave pretending that this never happened.

I'm going through the pros and cons of which one balances out. Cons is obviously winning only because of what Aiden may do, will he kiss me? Or will I kiss him? Will he call me the cute nicknames that I actually kind of like? Will our hands brush again? Will he touch me? I want him so badly but being so stubborn I don't want it even though the want for it is extremely high.

I take a deep breath in as I clutch my school bag that is hanging loosely on my right shoulder as I rub my temples in frustration. "Are you going to stand there all night or what?" I hear a voice say as I snap my head to the said person.

My eyes go wide as I look at Aiden standing at the door in all his glory with no t shirt on. Fuck me. His hair is exactly the way it always is; nicely curled. I can see his abs that I had no clue that he had, the way he crosses his arms across his chest makes me hard on the spot but I'm quick to lol away but I know he saw me checking him out.

I cleared my throat, "I..uh.. was just admiring your flower pots?" I spit out randomly as I internally smack my forehead as I pretend to go over to the flowers looking at them. They are actually really beautiful.

I glance back at Aiden who is looking at me with amusement making me blush. "Alright come inside, idiot, before you get the cold" he shakes his head opening the door wide as I slowly make my way up the few steps before I brush past him but I didn't miss the way my hand accidentally glazed his toned stomach.

I've been in this house many times than I can count and it always amazes me how modern it is inside. I always thought the money that his parents make they would add crystals and all that shit like I have in my house. I didn't notice that Aiden was watching me with his blue eyes that always seem to find mine as I take in his house.

He motions his head over to the stairs as he begins to walk over with me following closely behind him. Each step I take every move I make my heart is accelerating by the second. I could feel it in my bones that were going to do something more than doing our assignment tonight.

I follow him all the way up to his room, entering his room I notice that it hasn't changed much since I was last in here. The band posters that he warship's are plastered in the far corner with recording discs with the bands albums. His large king size bed with black covered sheets and the fire place in the middle of the room with stairways to his bed. There's a couch in the middle of the room with a coffee table which lays his English books already.

His curved screen TV sits certainly in front of the couch on the wall as Aiden makes his way over to the couch. I close the door behind me as my eyes train on the windows that the scenery that I miss so much since I was here was so captivating as the sun sets.

I make my way over to the couch sitting a good bit away from Aiden as knowing on my cruel temptations I would crave his touch if I am anywhere near him. I set my bags down on the ground gathering my books setting them on the table as Aiden sets down a seven up on the table and one for himself from his mini fridge.

"Thank you" I muttered kind of awkwardly as he nods with a small smile. "Let's start with analysing it from what we know so far, yeah?" I suggested as Aiden nodded, skimming over the worksheet reading out one of the questions pen in hand ready to write.