The Girl Who Hated The Backstreet Boys(A Nick and Aaron Carter Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty- A Very Vegas Wedding

(Hannah)
Aaron and I are almost to Las Vegas when he turns to me and starts shaking me awake, "Hannah, wake up I want your input."
"On what?" I ask.
"I am thinking of finding a hotel to stay at but we are almost there. Should we stop or keep going?"
"Aaron, if we are almost there we should keep going."
"Alright, baby try to get more sleep if you can."
"Airboy, I love you and this is so romantic like an old-fashioned romance novel."
He smiles and says, "I love you more Hannah Cabana. And it was Angel's idea to run away to Vegas."
When I wake up we are in a parking lot and Aaron helps me out of the car walking over to the backseat to grab his duffel bag with our stuff in it. Suddenly the trunk opens and Aaron and I both jump when Angel steps out, "Surprise, I came with you to be a witness and take care of Hannah's hair and makeup!"

The three of us laugh and then hug.

"Angel, I'm glad you came," I say.

"Hannah, I am paying for the hotel and my own room in case you guys want some privacy," she says winking.

Aaron rolls his eyes walking with us to our hotel upon our entrance Angel pays for two rooms and pulls me aside.

"What's wrong Angel?" I ask nervously glancing at Aaron.

"Are you prepared for intimacy? Do you have condoms and something cute to wear?"

"Yes, I have protection but no cute things because that's not really my thing. I'm uh shy Angel, and I..."

"Angel, why are you scaring Hannah? I don't know what about but she's clearly nervous about something."

"Aaron, I was just giving her advice."

In the elevator, Aaron has our duffel bag on the floor and Angel has her suitcase but the whole time I stay close to Aaron and trace his star tattoo on his arm. He rubs my back trying to make me calm down but nothing seems to help because I keep thinking about what Angel had said to me.

We part ways after exchanging good nights and I open the door with our key and can't help but notice how fancy everything is, I never imagined I'd ever be in a room this fancy. Aaron begins unpacking our things and I find a door to a balcony with a table and two chairs, I go outside and sit down wondering if Nick and Sadie might be right.

I'd never even been sexually active with Aaron before besides showering together but yet I was marrying him which scared me because then we would have to do more than just shower together.

"Hannah, please tell me what's bothering you. Am I the problem or did Angel say something?" Aaron asks gently pulling the other chair closer to me.

I sigh and look into his light cinnamon-brown eyes trying to figure out what to say, finally, I answer him, "Aaron, she was talking to me about condoms and lingerie. I...I told her I brought protection because I didn't know what would and could happen between us. But that I don't have lingerie because it's not me I am too shy for it."

"Baby, come inside with me and we can finish talking."

"Aaron, please let's stay here."

"Okay, but then I want to sleep because I am exhausted, Hannah."

"Same. And we can sleep a little bit."

"Hannah, are you scared of intimacy for some reason? Or of me?"

"No, I...I...don't know if it will hurt I am scared that I won't be good enough for you," I whisper going back inside.

"Hannah Cabana, please come back I want to finish talking so I understand."

"Then come inside Airboy."

"I thought..." I cut him off and snap.

"I'm not a virgin bad things happened to me when I was a kid!"