I remember.

I remember. - Chapter 4

Helloo people! :D

Im so so very sorry for the super late upload! Ive just been really busy with School, had exams :/ Anyways im back now, soo here it is :D

So the story is finally picking up pace and I’ve decided to be including Aaron’s P.O.V once in a while so we can get his thoughts and his side of the story out, since he is a main character.

 

So here’s Chapter 4.

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I hope you like it! Xxx

P.S - Pic of Blake on the side :) And the song is Wish you were here, Avril Lavigne, one of my favourties ATM :D

 

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Adrianna’s P.O.V

He was HOT. Like smoking hot. I was literally SWOONING over him!  HOLY SHIT.

I hadn’t seen him up close in ages! His black hair had grown, and it was sprawled messily across his forehead.

His deep blue eyes which seemed to change colour to different shades of blue, with every emotion, seemed to be bluer than ever. His was tall and built! Like a nice, sexy buff body!

Dayuum. He was a freaking Greek god or something.

I missed Aaron so much.

I didn’t even want to take “Revenge” as Blake and Kendall kept saying.

I just wanted to go to him and give him a couple of slaps and vent out my frustrations, and then fall into his arms.

What was wrong with me? He very nearly destroyed me. Broke my heart and literally ripped it out! I know he was only my best friend but it was like an unbreakable bond we had.

 I needed him, the way he made me laugh, his cocky ways. How he would get angry so quickly but a small joke would quickly dissolve it. Everything.

I missed him! So much.

I was furious at myself! You’re not supposed to be feeling anything. He left you for popularity and a better life, except it and move on!

 But I wasn’t ready to; a small part in me somewhere was just hoping, begging, praying that we would become friends again -  best friends.

But he doesn’t care about you, no matter you think missy. He moved one remember? You need to aswell!  I zoned out and tried to block out the small little voice in my head but was unsuccessful!

If he really did care, he would have come running to you by now, wouldn’t he? He would have been by your side, and you guys would have had a mountain or two of memories! Its not happening sweety, forget about it.