Scrambled

Chapter 12; Breathe

I woke up alone in my bed. I probably fell asleep watching the movie and had Aaron slipped out. Oh well, I played the night over in my head, then they hit me. Cramps. Ouch. They hurt more than a butt cheek on a stick (haha I watch too many vines). I got up and went downstairs to get a pill, they kept coming. Owww.

Yes, I started. Great way to start my week. My cramps hurt so bad so I didn't do anything all Sunday and decided not to go to school Monday. I had a bowl of ice cream (cookies and cream) and hot chocolate in my hands, Persia curled up next to me. Twilight was playing on the my laptop.

I was at the part when Bella was getting dressed with her friends, when they hit me again. I slammed my ice cream on my bed side table. And put my hot chocolate more carefully next to it. I groaned. How come they had to hurt so bad?! I heard a slight knock on my door. Dakota popped her head in, I assumed, because that's what she did every hour to make sure I was okay.

"Noah, some one stopped by to see you." I groaned again, not in pain but annoyance. At the moment I didn't want to see anyone. Ugh. I should've locked my door. I looked up and saw Aaron standing there in grey sweat pants and a lacrosse sweatshirt. His hair was tossed and messy. So hot. I managed a small smile. Persia jumped off my bed and went straight out the door.

He returned it and walked over to my bed.

"Are you doing okay? You weren't at school which worried me." He said so calmly. Yeah I'm having a great time sitting here and having my insides squirm around upsetting my stomach and making my legs shake, just splendid. I tried to sit up but he eased me back down.

"Having... Cramps..." I tried. He smiled. Glad he thought this was funny. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Come here babe." I crawled over to him. He moved against the back of my headboard and leaned against it. Aaron then moved me so my legs were going across his lap my stomach directly on top of his lap and my head was near the edge of my bed. What the-? "Lift up your shirt love." I froze. Heck no I wasn't, and definitely not while I was dying inside. My eyes went wide which made him chuckle. "No I mean like just above your belly button, just trust me." I hesitantly lifted my hoodie and shirt like he said.

Aaron placed his big warm hands above either of my hips and started rubbing my sides. Instantly my cramps died down, a little and I sighed. My gosh. He was amazing. He kept massaging my stomach. "Better?" He asked.

"Much." I said. "Where'd you learn that?"

"Sloan used to make either me or Tyson do it to her." He said simply.

I nodded and closed my eyes. This was the most peace I felt in 48 hours. We stayed quiet for a while but it was comfortable, natural. Aaron looked pretty into Twilight because his massaging was slowing down. Haha. He had his intense face on.

"So I was thinking," he said "that since we're you know dating and stuff, that I should take you on a proper date. When you feel better, of course." I smiled.

"Sure." I said. We were silent for a while, my mind drifted through endless clouds getting lost, when my mouth blurted out a question.

"Hey Aaron, how come you let everybody think your some bad guy when your not?" I asked. The question was biting at my mind for some time now I just never got around to asking  it. Aaron shrugged and kept his gaze away from mine.

"I don't know. It's easier.. Because of Tyson, everyone assumes that I'm this bad dude, so I just act like it so their assumptions can be right..." I sat up.

"You know you don't have to do that.." I said. He wouldn't look at me. So I continued. I wasn't gonna let him act like something that people thought he was.  He was so much better than that.