The Pact

Chapter Fourteen: Alright bitchachos time to take some pictures

"W-What are you doing here?" I asked, shocked that Aaron was standing here and not three thousand miles away in New York. "Am I missing something?" I asked.

The grin on his lips immediately slipped away. "I told you this wasn't a good idea." He grumbled to Flynn, but I heard him.

I smiled and grabbed his wrist, pulling him in for a hug. "Don't be ridiculous, of course it was a good idea. I'm just surprised. You look great."

He grinned at me when I pulled away. "You clean up nice too."

"I decided to shower for the occasion." I shrugged.

"It works in your favor."

"Aw, you two look so cute together!" My mother said excitedly as she snapped pictures of us with Flynn and Madison in the background.

I turned and faced my mother. "Did you know about this?"

"Of course not." She said lamely. "How was I supposed to know that my daughter's prom date was a handsome young man who flew all the way from New York to surprise her?"

I laughed and shook my head. "I'm assuming it was these two geniuses who helped you plan?" I asked, motioning towards Madison and Flynn who were struggling with pinning the boutonniere onto Flynn's lapel.

"Ow!" Madison hissed, lifting her thumb to her lips and sucking on the prick she had brought upon herself.

"You sure you don't want me to do it?" Flynn asked, nervously eyeing the pin.

I laughed and looked at Aaron and noticed his own white boutonniere. "Nice choice." I said, gently poking it.

He seemed to have remembered that he was holding my corsage and fumbled to take it out. "Almost forgot." He said, triuphantly holding it up once it was out of the box. I laughed at how flustered he seemed. He slipped on the corsage and I admired how it looked with my red dress.

"It's beautiful, thank you."

"Not as beautiful as you." He countered, placing the box on the nearby counter.

"Oh you're smooth, Jennings."

He grinned and shrugged. "It's a gift."

"So you did all this for me?"

"Well you wouldn't return my calls or texts." He shrugged.

I smiled guility at the guy before me, surprised he would go to these lengths for me. "Are you why I was stupidly stressed over going to prom alone?"

"I may or may not have asked Madison and Flynn to let the guys in your school know that you had a date." He said as if it were no big deal.

I laughed, shaking my head. "You're too much."

"You love it." He smirked.

"So tell me, do you have a death wish or something?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

He quirked a brow at me. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I'm just surprised that you would risk taking me to my senior prom, given the fact that you've already been to yours and Paxton may or may not be on a war path."

"Oh trust me, I've thought about that plenty of times." He sighed.

"Yeah, he's double checked, every day. I was about to tell him to cancel the whole damn thing."

Aaron glared at his brother. "Blow me."

"You should be asking Chelsea to help you out with that." He countered.