Faded Promises

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Hanna POV

I'm deep in sleep when I hear the faint sound of someone coming into my room.

My heart races, and I almost bolt upright, but then I catch a familiar scent. It's Aiden.

My mind wants to kick him out but my heart wants him here. I just don't get why he's here, he should be celebrating with his team. Ethan told me so when he left me home.

I stay still, my eyes closed, waiting to see what he does. The mattress dips slightly as he lies down next to me. His presence is comforting yet unsettling.

"What are you doing here?" I whisper, trying to keep my voice steady.

"I don't know," he murmurs back, his voice low. "Why did you leave with Ethan?"

"He asked," I reply, feeling the weight of his question.

"Can I stay here? I miss you," he says, his voice breaking slightly.

"You can't say that," I protest, my heart pounding, I turn to him.

"Please?" he pleads, leaning in to kiss me softly. The kiss is gentle, a stark contrast to the turmoil inside me.

"I hate you," I say, my voice trembling.

"I hate me too," he whispers back.

We lay here, the room silent except for our breathing. Despite everything, having him close feels right. Eventually, sleep claims us both, and for the first time in a long while, I sleep peacefully.

His arms around me made me feel so safe, and I hate him for making me so soft when I should be piss off at him, fuck I should kick him out.

The morning light filters through the curtains, waking me gently. I stretch and turn, expecting to see Aiden, but the space next to me is empty. Disappointment floods through me.

Is he kidding me?! I'm so angry at him, he's gonna hear from me. He's not doing what he wants and playing with my heart.

I decide to go to his place. Maybe he went home early. As I reach his house, his mom opens the door, a surprised but happy expression on her face.

"Hanna! It's so good to see you," she exclaims, pulling me into a warm hug.

"Hi, Lisa. Is Aiden home?" I ask, trying to sound casual.

"Yes, he's upstairs. Come in, come in," she says, leading me to the living room. "How have you been, dear?"

"I'm good, just... busy with school," I reply, feeling a bit awkward.

"I understand. Aiden's been quite preoccupied himself. I'm glad you two are spending time together again" she says with a knowing smile.

Before I can respond, Aiden comes down the stairs. His eyes widen when he sees me, and he quickly looks away.

"Hanna," he says, his voice tight.

"Can we talk?" I ask, standing up.

He nods, leading me to his room. As soon as the door closes, the tension in the air becomes palpable.

"Why did you come here?" he demands, his voice harsh.

"Because you left without a word," I retort, my anger rising. "Why did you come to my room last night?"

"I told you, I miss you," he says, his tone softening.

"You can't just show up and expect everything to be okay," I snap, my emotions swirling.

"I know, but I don't know what else to do," he admits, stepping closer. "I can't stop thinking about you."

"You were the one who left me!"

"I couldn't stand being by you !" He says grabbing my hip "my dad cheated... after seeing how hurt my mom was I didn't want to cause you any pain. But I couldn't be with you without thinking of having you. Kissing you" his eyes darken and I bite my bottom lip wishing he would just kiss me

"I didn't know that. But they're still together" I wonder how could he still be living here

"My mom forgave him. I didn't" he says resting his thumb next to my lips

"But you hurt me. My parents divorce and I needed you. You left me and at the same time you didn't left my life. Do you know how hard it was?"

In a fit of frustration, I shove him, and he grabs my wrist, pulling me close. Our faces are inches apart, and the anger morphs into something else.

"I'm sorry" he says

Before I can think, our lips crash together in a fierce, angry kiss. It's a battle of wills, neither of us willing to back down.

I clench my fist onto his shirt as his hand are all over my ass, the feeling of him is making me go wild.

I don't even recognize myself, I'm not even thinking, it's like I'm on autopilot and my body is moving on his own.

I want more, he's touch my neck and I moan feeling my pussy throbbing and asking for some attention.

For a moment I feel embarrassed for the sound I made from just a simple touch, but then I see Aiden smile while he continues to kiss me.

While one of his hand doesn't leave my neck, the other one return to my ass grabbing me closer to him.

I need to feel him, immediately. My hands go under his shirt trailing his abs, unknown to me I start counting them, fuck.... I love football. He has a 6 pack,I want to lick them up.

I'm too focus on his abs and I think he notices cause Aiden stops kissing me for a few seconds to take off his shirt.

"Better?" He whispers kissing my ear

I tilt my head so he has a better angle, his kisses feel so good so smoothing.

"More" I have some courage of asking him

He sits in his bed and pulls me to his lap, he grabs my hips and puts me where he wants me. I moan as I feel him below me, he feels so big, I look down and I see the bulge in his pants.

I swing my hips and he grunts while kissing me. I continue to move my hips just to feel some friction, trying to calm down the urge I have to lay him down and go down on him.

I wanna a taste.

A knock on the door pulls us back to reality.

"Aiden, Hanna, breakfast is ready," his mom calls out.

I rest my head on his shoulder frustrated that we had to stop.

We pull apart, both of us breathing heavily. There's a moment of silence, and then we both smile, a shared understanding passing between us.

"What are we doing?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

"I don't know," he says, leaning in to kiss me again, softer this time. "But this feels good."