Healing The Broken

Chapter 4.

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Chapter 4.

*Aaron’s P.O.V.*

*The next following day in the flight landing in London*

“Sir, sir,”

A sexy voice hovered on my ear and my eyes lazily fluttered open to see a short brunette air hostess. Damn, those boobs, I openly let my eyes wander on her body until she cleared her throat.

“The flight has already arrived its destination, and I have been trying to wake you up from the past 17 minutes but it seems like you are a heavy sleeper.” She said with a seductive voice; ask me, it was worse than a rat’s squirm.

“If you were there to entertain me with that soothing voice of yours, I would have no distraction other than smacking your wonderful ass” I said with a wink, getting up from my seat and pushing her in between my legs and reached for the cabinet.

“Well, there are other times when I don’t sleep that much, I do something to…” I pushed her even harder reaching for my bag inside it.

“You know…” I said when I finally gripped my bag and pulled it forward.

“When I make scrambled eggs or pancakes” I said while pulling my bag over her forehead.

“Good day ma’am” I saluted her.

She just stood there, her mouth hung open. I just gave her my charming smile and walked away.

“Damn, these British girls are way too easy.”

A black man looked at me and chuckled I glared at him but he did not even notice.

“Go embarrass that chicka.”

He challenged me.

“Is that a bet?”

“20 dollars.”

“Just learn from your daddy.” I mumbled evilly.

I went near the girl and realized that she was a British. Way to go Summers, way to go.

“Why are you doing this to me baby?” I shouted, making all the heads turn up to my side in that area.

“I love you and you love me right? I don’t have a problem if you fart in your sleep or can put your fist into your mouth, I still love you! Oh my nightingale! Oh my Doremon! Oh my 39-size-cup! Please get me a ham burger?!” I announced.

“Somebody help me!” I pleaded.

“I love you too stranger! Stay the night at my house! Pretty please!”

Did I mention this girl was 190 pounds overweight, not judging, but if she sat over me, I would be a goner!

“But I love you like a sister lady! Every man should treat a woman with loyalty and respect.  Three cheers for the men of the world. Hip hip!?” I said asking for a response.

But only an old lady said,

“Adults these days! Humph.”

She let out a long sigh.

Okay I need to get a taxi, London is truly amazing till now. These ladies have beautiful breasts, are really easy to please, have cheap drinks and hold millions of vacant choreographer seats for beginners.

My dad had sent 2 bodyguards or should I say stupid idiots to take me home. That bastard thought I was cow; take me where ever you want, and leave me where ever you want to, blah. Mu stupid innocent father, he forgot that I had inherited my evil mind from my mother.

As per my plans, I had successfully escaped the airport without being caught by one of the pussies. Damn, I felt like a ninja. Well, after that I reached my new destination, which was the house in which I had rented my room in, now that is the exact track of getting him totally mad, ruining his control freak plans.

I rung the door bell and a guy opened the door. Not even bothering to introduce myself, I asked him,

“Do you have any idea about where my room is?”

“Yes.” He said pointing towards the couch.

“Stop being an asshole, it will help you!” I snapped.

“Why do all the new roommates have to be so grouchy!” he sighed.

He is gay. Totally gay.

“Whoa, new roommate? Well I will ask Mackenzie tomorrow.” I murmured.

I yawned and checked my watch. It was 3:30 in the morning already?

"I am Seth by the way." He said putting up his fist for a knuckle punch.

"Aaron." I walked away ignoring him.

I proceeded to look for my room; this guy will get the end of me.

“Straight till the right.” I heard his voice behind me, giving me the key of access for the room in front of me. I quickly unlocked the room and was astonished to see the room.

A pink closet, a red queen-sized bed with heart pillows on it, a walnut-crème desk top, and a full length dressing table with nail polishes, rubber bands and god knows what Akira used to call all this girl shit. I turned to shut the lights off to be treated with a teddy bear surrounded with neon lights. Who in fucking hell does that?

Tina Daise Mackenzie. What the fuck have you put me through?

A/N I know this is super short, but I just cannot do it the Aaron way. I totally suck on it so, it had to end here. For those who did not understand the chapter, Seth had exchanged their rooms, so Rhea got Aaron's room and vica-versa. ;)

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