The Power to Change

3 ~I've been living the streets ~

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Asher's Pov

I wake up knowing that i'll be cold only to find out that I'm warm. I'm hugging something warm. I quickly dart up and notice that I was holding Aaron with my head rested on his chest. Wait what am I doing at Aaron's house. Usually i'm out on the streets in some alley way. A minute later i'm dragged back down with my head on his chest again, his strong arms wrapped around me. I can feel the heat radiating off of him in waves. This is nice, wait what am I thinking we can't be together! What if he finds out I don't have a home. I don't want him to take pity on me. I slowly remove his arms from around me and grab my clothes from off the chair beside me. Slowly but surely I walk down the dark hallway to the bathroom to go change, once I'm out I quickly slip on my shoes which are falling apart. Creeeeek I pull the front door open and step outside. Phew finally i'm safe, just a couple more steps and I'll be away from the front sidewalk.
"Asher? Where are you going? it's only 7:00am." I turn around and notice that Aaron's walking down the driveway towards me. He wears grey sweats and a black social repose shirt.
"I-i'm sorry I-I can't tell you." While picking up speed and I start to run away down the sidewalk. He can't know, not now and maybe never.
"Hey! wait, Asher. Please come back. I'm not going to let you push me away like that!" He catches up to me as I start to slow down. I don't know why but tears start to spill and before I know it i'm crying. "Oh my gosh Asher are you ok?!" his arms wrap around me in a hug and I just keep crying. No matter how hard I try I just can't stop the tears from flowing from my eyes.
"I-I'm sorry for lying last night. I-I don't a-actually have a-a home. I sh-should have told you sooner but I just c-couldn't bring myself to do it. I just didn't want you to take pity on me." I snuggle deeper into his chest and take a deep shaky breath.
"It's ok Asher. I wouldn't have taken pity on you I would have tried to help you. Why don't you come stay with me. I have a spare bedroom that you can use." he picks me up before I can object.
"Hey! A-Aaron put me down."
"And what if I say no?"
"I-I don't know. I'll m-make you drop me." I attempt to lick him but he moves his face away and dodges my tongue.
That's when I start to struggle in his grip but he pulls me into his chest so that he doesn't end up dropping me.
"W-why do you care ah-about me so much?" he places my feet on the ground and opens the door. only when we are inside the house and the door is closed does he reply.
"It's because I like you and I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing that you're going through life alone. Why don't I take you clothes shopping, it looks like you could really use some new shoes and shirts." he looks at my shoes then my shirt at the same time I do.
"N-no it's fine. you're already d-d-doing so much for me. you don't n-need to do anything else." I stop to shake my head only to realize that my hood has fallen off and my cat ears are showing.
"Asher. Before my parents died they left me with billions of dollars. I spare no expense when it comes to helping a friend in need. Now come on let's go. He reaches behind my head and pulls my hood over my ears and in an instant I just look like a girl with a hood on.

Once were at the mall Aaron gets me to try on everything from leather jackets to skinny jeans. We stop in a store called Sketches and I automatically run towards a pair of black combat boots. "Oh My Gosh!!! It's my favorite pair of shoes. I-I've been eyeing them for years."
"Then let's get them." he reaches over and grabs the boots off the shelf.
"But their s-seventy dollars."
"Like I said no price is to high for me." he walks over the cash register and before I can say anything else he swipes his card and grabs the bag with the boots in it. "here you go." he hands me the bag before dragging me out of the store. "Ok so which store next. we have about an hour before 12:00. Oh here how about Terra Skate? You look like the kind of girl who doesn't really like dresses, am I right?"
"I d-don't know whether or n-not I dislike dresses. t-they've always been too eh-expensive so I never bother to try them on."
"Okay how about this dress? It doesn't look to bad." he hands me the dress and I take a good look at it. it's a black knee length dress with a grey cat face on it.
"um- uh I don't know. now that i'm looking at d-dresses I-I don't think they'd l-look so g-good on me. i'm more of a tomboy. y-your right I do like jeans more then dresses." I stop at the jeans rack and grab a pair of black skinny jeans with rips and a blue tree shirt with short sleeves.