The Game Room

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] Aaron's POV [

We're in the back of the truck, me and Parker. He keeps on looking at me. Luke is being kind and not looking back at us. "That was fun, right, Soldier Grand?" Parker smirks at me.
"I don't know, was it fun for you?" I whisper in his ear, and I can feel him tense.
"Best time of my life."

"Yeah, um I told myself I wouldn't fall for you, but it was too late," I mumble. He wraps his arm around my shoulder. I shiver at the contact and he kisses me gently.

"Do you wanna come over to my house? I'll invite Luke too," he suggests. I nod, and scoot closer to him, enjoying his warmth. The car stops at the front of the neighborhood.

"Where do you wanna go?" Luke asks Parker.
"Hey, you want to go to my house?" Parker asks him. Luke shrugs, meaning, yes. I call my mom.

"Hey mom, can I stay at Parker's house?" I ask her calmly. There's silence on the other side of the line. Then I hear her speak.
"Is his mom going to be there?" she says. I look at Parker. He shakes his head no.
"Yeah, she'll be there," I reassure her. Parker is gaping at my response.
"Sure, Sweetie." she allows. I sigh and hang up.

"Soldier Grand, I love you and your bad ways," he grins. I kiss him hard, pushing him on his back. He allows me on top of him, until I can't breathe, and Luke interrupts.

"Alright, love birds, get out," he orders. We hop out, the fun way, and I follow the boys into the house standing in front of me. I walk into the house, feeling small, and out of place. A girl probably a couple of years older than me smiles at me, then Parker, then back at me, then back at Parker.

Parker nods at her, and she beams at me. "Hi, I'm Ally, nice to meet you Aaron!" she practically shouts at me.
"How do you know my name?" I ask suspiciously. Parker blushes.
"Lucky guess."
"Oh, okay...." Parker talk about me?! Oh, yes baby!!!

"Hey, Ally is my mom's name," I point out. Ally squeals and runs up the stairs and into her room, and doesn't come out.
"Dude, you freakin told her?!" Luke exclaims.
"Yeah! Let's go to the game room," Parker offers.

He walks up the stairs, and turns to the left. We enter a room that seriously looks like my kind of place. Beanbags everywhere, laptops, X-box, movies, T. V., baseball mitts, sports posters. I love it.

"Truth or Dare: Bottle version, anyone?" Parker asks, holding up bottle. Parker goes first. He spins the bottle and it lands on Luke.

"I already know everything about you, dare time," Parker smirks. Great. Dares are never good.
"I dare you..." Parker starts,"to go into Ally's room and tell her you love her, even if it's not true," he finishes. Luke's eyes widen, and I can tell he likes Ally.

He starts to protest, but Parker clamps a hand over his mouth, shutting him up. I grin at Luke and his expression. Luke stands up shakily, and brushes off invisible dust from his pants. Drawing my attention to his butt.

Parker nudges me. He wags his finger at me. "He was asking for it," I retort. He shakes his head. "Aw, come on. I am yours, you are mine. Even if you don't want to be," I whisper, and he gently places his hand on my thigh.

I move it without thinking, and he frowns. "Watch the hands, Mister," I scold, but he puts his hand back, moving it up slowly. I bring my fist down on it, and he yelps, snatching back his hand.

Luke finally leaves the room, and I jump up, glad to get away from Parker's curious hands. He follows after me. Not cool, man, not cool. He's only interested in Luke, though. Thank God.

Luke knocks on Ally's door with trembling hands. She opens the door, staring at him expectantly.
"I- I...love y-you," he says quietly.

"Okay," she says. Luke pouts, but it's actual hurt even though he's trying to make it funny. Ally sees his expression, and pecks his cheek. She pulls away, and closes the door. Luke has his mouth open.

Parker closes it for him the way Luke did to him when he saw me.
"Mouth closed. You'll swallow a fly," he says, grinning. I chuckle, and Parker smiles at me.

I grab Luke's arm, and drag him to the game room. I shove him onto the beanbag, and smack his forehead. As if on cue, his phone rings, and he jumps. He fishes it out of his pocket, and answers it. He listens to the person on the other line, and finally just says,"Okay."

Parker and I look at each other, and Luke breaks the news that totally is freaking me out right now.
"I have to go," he mumbles. I gasp, while Parker beams. Luke walks out of the room, and I hear the front door slam.

Parker smirks at me, and I crawl backwards, toward the wall. I feel the wall on my back, and I am suddenly aware of my clothing. I tight tank top. He sits in front of me, and leans forward, and I want to say no, but my lips have a different idea.

I scoot backwards even more, until no part of my body can go further back. Then I give in, and kiss him. He starts to press harder, and I feel my back of my head hit the wall. Much to my disapproval, a small moan comes from my mouth. Parker smiles against my lips, and adjusts his body.

I push away from him. I'm totally scared right now. His mom needs to be here. Otherwise I don't feel comfortable. I stand up abruptly and grab my bag with my shoes and elites, and quickly walk to the front of his house rushing out of the front door.

I hear the door close, then open again. Parker is following me. No. I need to get away. I can't kiss him of his mom isn't home. It might turn into something that isn't, ah...kid-friendly.

"Aaron!" he shouts.

] Parker's POV [

"Aaron!" I shout after her. When I started to kiss her she freaked out and left! What the heck?! I jog up next to her, and grab her arm. She yanks it back, but I need to get her to stop. It's Friday. The rest of the weekend is left, and I need to talk to her.

"Can we stop for a second?" I ask her. She nods, and I sit down on the curb. She sits next to me, but at least a foot away from me. "What was that?" I ask her gently. She hugs her knees, and sighs.

"I can't kiss you when no one's around," she replies flatly. I cock my head to the side.
"Why not?"
"Because it might turn into something more...aggressive."

I stare at her, shocked. Well, it's not like I wasn't thinking about it when I was kissing her. She stands up, and I ask her something I hadn't even though out yet.

"Can I at least meet your parents?" I say quietly.

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