Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Pretty Things (Part 5)

Sitting by a tree, Y/N tuned out the world. Pulling her knees to her chest, she leaned back and closed her eyes as her mind filled with him. With the night that has hurt like hell. All because of a drink. If it hadn't happened she would have bottled her feelings up.

It didn't go down like that. He knew, and there was nothing she could do to take it back. There was nothing he could do to take back what he did either. Because while she was kissing him, while she was trying to show that she had fallen in love, he had imagined Rachel. That's not exactly an easy thing to come back from.

He was here now, and as grateful as she was, suddenly she wanted to leave things alone. She didn't want to hear him say it. She didn't want him to apologize before justifying that he couldn't help but love Rachel. She didn't want him to reason that they were under the influence and their minds hadn't seemed to be theirs.

Because her heart was still in control. It wanted him. It always did.

"Have you seen Y/N?"Aris asked. Thomas just gave him a useless shrug. Holding back an irritated sigh, he headed towards the next person he saw.

"She's by the tree near the ocean,"Brenda said before he could get a word out. "Avoiding you,"She added. Of course. Did she think that he was an idiot? He was well aware that he had hurt her. He knew that what he had done, intentionally or not, left a mark that nobody could see. He knew that you're not supposed to call someone another person's name when you're kissing them like it was all you were capable of doing. Even if he never meant to, he knew what he did. So he was absolutely aware that Y/N wanted nothing to do with him right now.

"Thanks,"He said instead, walking towards that direction. He hoped that she was alone. He hoped that she wouldn't walk off. He hoped that she would listen and look him in the eyes. Most of all, he hoped that she would believe him.

Taking a breath, each step made his heart a little heavier. By the time he was near her it was going to sink into his chest.

Standing there, he watched as she picked at some grass. She looked so out of place here. Well not really. It was her frown that didn't belong. He just wanted to see her smile or even just wear a deadpan expression.

Instead, her sadness was obvious to the world.

"Y/N?"He dared to ask, stepping closer.

"What do you need?"She sighed, not facing him. He just sat a few feet away from her and took in her features. Her Y/E/C eyes, messy Y/H/C hair, and Y/S/C skin. He looked at the way her lips had gone from a light purple to their original color. He just gazed at every part of her, noticing small things he wish he had never missed.

"I'm sorry,"He finally breathed out. She just nodded as he expectantly looked at her.

"Okay,"She shrugged.

"Okay?"He asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. It's fine,"She lied.

"It's not,"He shook his head. She just closed her eyes as she leaned further against the tree.

"Let's just pretend it never happened,"She suggested.

"No. I can't do that,"He quickly admitted. She groaned as she rubbed her temple. "I can't just-"
"It meant nothing,"She kept lying.

"That's not true,"He argued.

"Fine. Then, it meant nothing to you,"She corrected.

"It meant everything,"He frantically explained. She scoffed at his response causing him to feel like he had been punched in the gut. "Y/N, I-"
"We don't need to talk about it. I don't need your pity,"She scowled, masking the hurt. He just shook his head as he moved even closer without realizing. She still refused to look at him.

She needed to though. She needed to understand that he meant the words he was saying.

"Y/N,"He whispered. She stared at the ground as she ignored his presence. She was done.

"Y/N, look at me,"He repeated firmer. Before she could react he placed a hand on her jaw and made her. Her breath hitched in her throat as she realized how close they were. If she leaned in just a little bit she could-no. She can't. That's what got them here.

"That kiss meant everything. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew that. And yeah. I miss Rachel, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. That doesn't mean I wouldn't choose you. That doesn't mean I don't think of it all the time and wish I could change it, that I could go back in time and keep just kissing you. That for just a little longer I would keep my lips against yours,"He promised. Before she knew what was happening he trailed his thumb along her bottom lip sending chills throughout her body.

"I'm not a rebound,"She got out.

"No. You are everything. So tell me how to make this better. Because I will get on my hands and knees and beg if that's what you want,"He admitted.

"Don't do that. That's really weird,"She pointed out.

"What can I do? To make you believe me?"He asked.

"I don't know,"She whispered, moving closer.

"Let me prove it. For real this time. While I'm in my right mind, and know what I'm doing, and who you are,"He asked.

"Are you-are you asking to kiss me?"She stuttered out.

"Yes. I am,"He answered without hesitation.

"Make me believe you, Aris. Prove that I mean something,"She allowed.

Taking her invitation, he kept his hands on her cheeks as he connected their lips. Her heart beat faster than she thought possible as she realized that this was really happening. So even though she had said yes, she couldn't help but freeze. Because there was no way this was real. There was no way this was Aris. That he had so confidently crashed his lips against hers in a fit of passion. There was no way this passive boy could be so gentle yet so sure of this.

Realizing she had stopped moving, he pulled away. With a bubble of disappointment in the pit of his stomach he went to leave.

Then, she did something that caught him off guard. She grabbed his arm and put them around her shoulder before kissing him. Like last time, he had her against what they would count as a wall, as he moved in synch with her. Fitting together, they didn't stop. Because who needed air? Not them. They had each other, and that was more than enough.

Suddenly, he grabbed her wrists, and her hands were pinned above her head as he kissed her collarbone. It was small, but it sent a million butterflies to her stomach.

"Believe me,"He begged one more time, gazing at her. Unable to help it, she smiled as she took his hands in hers. Dropping his hold, when her hands were free he intertwined their fingers.

"I believe you,"She promised.

"Thank god. I was running out of air,"He joked.

"In that case, I don't,"She teased. Glancing around, when he confirmed that they were alone he pressed his lips back against hers. Because he may be willing to kiss her until the end of time, but the only reason he had done it in front of others was because he was under the influence. He didn't want anyone to see this. Not out of shame, but because nobody needed to know. Nobody deserved to see her with her arms above her head as they kissed like they were the only people alive.

"I love you,"He breathed out, pulling back but keeping her hand in his.

"I believe you,"She promised, kissing his fingertips. "And I love you too,"She whispered. He gazed down at her with admiration before rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.

It had finally happened.

He had finally noticed the girl who had been there all along.