You See, I Hate You. {Aaron × OC}

So we meet again.

Shawn's POV

I pull up to my new house. It looks beautiful. Sure it took me 5 fucking hours to get here, but I'm here! I can believe that I'm finally gonna get to spread my wings. I hop out of the drivers seat and grab a couple boxes. I set them on the grey drive way and look for the keys to the door. "Shit, I swear to god if I packed them in a box..." I mumble to myself as I search my pockets for the keys.

"God dammit Shawn, I swear- oh wait. Got em!" I say to my self in victory. I walk up to the front door and unlock it. I grab 4 boxes and set them inside the living room and walk back out for the rest. "I wonder if I should get a cat or some shit." I think to my self as I grab more boxes. The ones in my hands aren't all that heavy..... well at least to me they wouldn't be.

When I was little, my dad used to let me use his punching bag before he.... well you know. I set those boxes in the kitchen and walk back to my truck for the last of them. I look at the 6 boxes and think "I can make this in one trip, right?" So I grab all of the boxes and start to walk down the drive way. But just in MY FUCKING luck, there has to be a twig in the road.

I trip over the twig and fall to the ground. Huh, last time I checked, the ground wasn't warm and muscular. Then I realize, I didn't fall on the ground. Some one caught me. "Hey, you ok?" The person asked. They sound male, and kinda sexy. "Yeah, I am. Sorry." I say and look up. He looks so familiar... But who? Ehh I bet it won't matter. I pick up 4 of the 6 boxes.

"I guess that teaches me a lesson, don't trip over twigs." I say and take those boxes in. He laughs a little. "Suurree that's the lesson. By the way, I didn't get your name." He says. "Well mystery guy, that's cause I didn't tell you my name yet." I say. He laughs a little more. I think this is the longest time that I've had human contact besides my parents, and Mrs. Lola.

"Well, do you mind telling me your name?" He says. Hmmmm, he seems so familiar, its freaky. "Yeah, I'm Shawn. And who are you mister mysterious?" I say in a mocking voice. His face goes a little pale. And after a long ass minute of waiting, he gets a text. "U-umm, sorry Shawn, I have to go. Its an emergency." He says. "Umm ok? But until you tell me your name I'll be calling you mister mystery!" I say to him ad he runs off.

"That's ok by me!" He's gone.

~|•|~Time Skip~|•|~

I finish the last box in the kitchen of unpacking. Whew! Thank god that's over. But I still can't seem to get my mind of that guy, he seamed so familiar. Black hair, black eyes, tan skin, he was muscular that's for sure. And tall as hell, like how the fuck am l so short. Its not fair. He was pretty hot, if I do say so myself. Which I do! I then remember:

"My art supplies are in the truck!"

I dash out of the house and up to my car. "My babies!" I open up the door to where it flings of the car a little, what?! I love art! I spot my art kit and other stuff. "YAS BITCHES!" I grab everything out of the passengers seat and bolt inside. I can now safely say, everyone here thinks I'm crazy. And I don't give a fuck.

I run upstairs to my mini art studio and set the supplies up. It takes me a good hour and the out come was totally worth it. "Finished!" I look around at all my art stuff. I then look at the clock, it was 4 in the morning, wow I must have gotten there pretty late. Ouch. I walk to my room after locking up the house. I take of my clothes but my lilac laced undies and bra. And hop into my t-rex onzie.

"Roar bitches." I say to myself as I hop into be. I snuggle up into my blankets and drift into sleep...

I look around the room, and think; I'm not in the same room as I fell asleep in. Well nah shit sherlock. But then, the room turns into a car, and I turn into my 4 year old self, my dad is at the wheel and mom in the passengers side. "So I was thinking about taking us all to Disney land!" My Das says excitedly. "Yay Dindy!" I cheer. "That's sounds wonderful Jared." My mother exclaims happily. I miss those times.

We drive a little farther and stop a the a red light. I look out the window and see a car driving fast heading straight for us. "Dad?! Mom?!" I yelled worried. They both look out the window. We try to drive out of the way but it was to late.

It had hit us.

The car burst in flames. "This is all your fault Shawn! It always is!" I hear my mother scream. Some how she had gotten out in time. "I know it is." I cry.

And cry.

And cry.

And

cry....

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