Aarons POV
"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Amelia asks me, while looking at me with those huge green orbs.
"You know damn well what I want to talk about." I answer, now her orbs aren't looking at me.
"Okay, well I don't want to talk about that. So stop pretending you're my fucking therapist."
"Like your therapist cares this much about you." I slip out.
Fuck, this is not good.
"You care about me?" she asks, what a stupid question.
"Amelia," I say, turning my full body towards her. "do you actually think I would've beaten up a guy I don't know, constantly let you run me around and talk to me the way you do if I didn't care about you? C'mon."
"Why do you always make me feel like this?" she asks.
Why was she speaking in these fucking codes its so annoying.
"Like what?" I curiously ask.
"Like I'm thirteen again."
We all know Amelia has had a crush on me when she was thirteen, it was quite obvious if you ask me. However I just thought she had gotten over it, but I guess I was wrong.
"Spare me." I say.
Honestly I was tired of tonight, of this whole week and just of the summer. I cant get played on top of everything.
"I'm not fucking joking, okay?! Why is nobody ever taking me seriously?" She says, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Hey, hey calm down. Are you alright, Amelia?" I say, rubbing her cheek and cleaning the tears off of it.
"Aaron, what are you doing?"
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"God you're so fucking stupid." She says, before leaning closer to me and dropping her lips on mine.
The feeling I had in my stomach was indescribable, it was horrific. I never had it before. I felt like I knew what I was doing was wrong but I didn't want it to stop, not one fucking bit.
She suddenly pulls away and her eyes widen for a moment.
"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean t-" she nervously blabbers.
"Please Amie its not like you tripped and fell on my mouth."
"Why cant you take anything seriously?" she teases.
"You're the one that refuses to talk about you literally not eating?! I'm the one that notices in the first place. I don't get you, okay?" I say.
"Wow, real nice." She says, and I realize what I've just said.
"Listen Amie, I'm really sor-"
"Just drive."
The rest of the drive home was silent and it was killing me.
What the fuck have I done?
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The Beauty of My First Love
RomanceAmelia is a introverted 16 year old with a kind heart, she believes in true love and that her boyfriend Liam is her soulmate. Things take the wrong when her older brother, his girlfriend and best friend take a road trip with her. Aaron is a player...