Beaten

Mixed Emotions

My friend told me this yesterday...

What do I do when I see someone gorgeous.....?

I stare, I smile & when I get tired...

I put the mirror down;)

I slapped her on the head & laughed:) then I asked her, 'how long did it take you to google that?'

anyways enjoy the chapter! Take care y'all!

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Aiden's P.O.V

Damn that girl. She was driving me crazy. And yesterday she made me blush. Can you believe it? I never blush!

She's making me feel things I never felt before.

Sometimes I feel mad because she won't trust me enough to tell me what's going on.

Other times I feel happy knowing that I make her smile, laugh and uncomfortable. She's just to naive.

Then she goes and makes me feel jealous. And yes I admit it. After I saw her with Matt I did get jealous.

I just wanted to rip him off her, and show him his place, and yes I might have been the one to encourage him to court her, but now I just want him out of her life!

When I saw her in that dress I could barely breath. She looked gorgeous. And yet she didn't know it.

Matt called me afterwards asking for my help, apparently he still wouldn't give up. I got angry and yelled at him to just leave her alone. And then I hung up.

This chick I was screwing called a couple of times as well, how she got my number, I have no clue. She wanted to 'hang out' but I only thought of S and I forgot about everything else.

So now I was in the kitchen cooking. Yes Aiden is cooking. I never cook. Until now. I'm making S breakfast since she needs to be in bed rest this whole week.

Dad doesn't seem pleased by the idea, for some reason. And her mom, well she looks guilty.

And it got me thinking that something else happened that day she fell down the stairs.

No one told me anything else but the fact that she tripped. Bull shit. And this whole perfect family act is getting old. Something is going on here, and I will find out sooner or later.

I took the waffles with a glass of orange juice and headed upstairs. I knocked and then I felt nervous.

What the hell?! I'm never nervous!

"come in?" damn she sounded sexy. I went in to find her on her bed in purple pajamas reading a magazine. The pajama shorts weren't too short, but short enough for me to see her well tanned legs, and her shirt was a simple tank top that fit her perfectly showing her curves. Light bruises covered part of her body but you could barely notice them. Her blond hair was cascading loosely behind her back, she looked beautiful.

And it made me smile when she caught me looking at her and a blush creeped up her cheeks.

She was so cute. And then I just felt the urge to kiss her. I cleared my throat and said "I umm... Well i-i brought y-you breakfast"

Shit I was stuttering!

She gave me shy smile and said "thanks, but you didn't have too."

I walked towards her bed and set the tray on her night stand and said "I wanted to, now eat before it gets cold. I'll just sit here reading about... The kardashians?" this is what she was reading?

She laughed and said "it's a people's magazine, duh, but you can turn on the t.v. If you want"

I smiled at her and sat beside her on the bed. And while she ate I watched sponge bob. Why you ask?

Well I had no idea but i wasn't even watching it. I was busy watching S.

How her shorts creeped up a little when she would move, or how her hair would shine in the sunlight making it look incredibly soft. Or when she would smile at something Patrick said, making her face light up. Or when occasionally her arm brushed against mine leaving me hot all over. Then once she would catch me looking and she would look at me questionably. Then she would shift uncomfortably from our closeness and it made me smile.

Eventually I looked away not wanting to freak her out further. It's just that she was beautiful, and it made me want to actually fight for her.

And I planned on doing so. She was going to be mine. My girl, and I wasn't going to let anybody hurt her.

After breakfast I spend the entire day with her. She was something else. She laughed at things I said, even though they weren't all that funny.

And for once, I wasn't acting like the cocky player that I am. I was acting different.

Because now, I cared about the things she had to say. I listened to everything that came out of her soft pink lips. I payed attention on how she bit her bottom lip when she was nervous, and it took a lot in me not to kiss her.

For once, I wanted to know everything about this girl. If she liked football, what her favorite thing to do was. Did she sleep on her left side with her arm under the pillow? Or what her favorite song was....

Something was going on with me, and all because of her. I'm not positive on what this feeling was but I knew that I liked her in some way.

But I was confused, because there were also times in which I just saw her as this incredibly hot girl, who made me hot and bothered and all I wanted to do was take her then and there.

I mean I was still a guy, a horny ass guy. And maybe I was just confusing stuff and this whole thing just excited me, right?

Man I don't know, everything is just too confusing. One moment I want to be superman for her the other I just want a good time...

But one thing thing I had on my mind I was sure of, and I needed for her to confirm it.

While she finished talking I straight up asked "S, does my dad hit you?"

She looked at me her beautiful blue eyes wide, and she stared at me like I had grown two heads, then she basically whispered "w-w-what?"

I looked at her seriously, wanting to know what was actually going on, then I looked her straight in the eyes and said

"does my dad HIT you?"

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