Aaron's P.O.V:
The guys were suspicious of me. That much was obvious.
I noticed when I walked near them, they'd take a couple steps away.
At this point they weren't subtle about it.
They didn't trust me. Period.
It's kind of funny, I'm the only person they should trust.
Right now we were just sitting in the living room of the bus. Well, I was standing.
Today they had already done their set. They had two days off and we were staying in a hotel.
"Finally, we're here", Jaime said, jumping out of his seat with a duffel bag as the bus came to a stop.
"Let's go check in", Vic mumbled, following suit.
Mike wordlessly followed him with his own things.
I rose an eyebrow at Tony, who was looking at me.
He cleared his throat.
"Do you need help carrying anything?", he asked, awkwardly.
"No thanks", I replied.
He nodded and followed the guys.
I took my duffel bags into the lobby and stood behind the guys, looking around.
I noticed a man sitting in a chair with a newspaper covering his face.
A younger male was sitting in the chair beside him, a magazine covering his face.
I narrowed my eyes at them.
"Aaron. Here", Mike said.
I turned to look at him and he shoved a key card in my hand.
"Thanks", I said, but he was already walking away.
Tony, Vic, and Jaime were still talking to Tom and getting their stuff arranged.
I followed Mike into the elevator, noticing the guys getting into the one next to us.
Mike pressed the button to the fifth floor and then stood quietly.
"Is everything alright?", I asked.
"Fine", he said, bored.
"You seem angry", I commented.
"I don't trust you", he said, bluntly.
"Why not?", I asked.
"What are you hiding?", he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
"What makes you think I'm hiding something?", I replied, calmly.
"Is can feel it. You're trouble", he muttered just as the elevator came to a halt and the doors dinged open.
We walked out in silence and ironically, our rooms were next to eachother.
Upon noticing this, he rolled his eyes and swiped his card, then entered his room and slammed the door behind him.
"Jesus Christ", I muttered, walking into my room.
I checked every room and checked everything before dropping my bags on the couch.
I ran a hand through my hair and sat down.
I could hear muffled voices coming from Mikes room.
I stood up and pressed my ear to the wall, listening clearly as he spoke to the guys.
Vic's P.O.V:
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Nothing But Trouble
Fanfiction"Stay away from her. She's trouble". _______________ Aaron Mills isn't the most likeable person on this year's Warped Tour. In fact, rumors have spread that she is in a gang, and some say that she has killed people. So why would a girl like this be...
