The Win Back: Part 2

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Y/n's POV:

"I love lazy days." I whisper to myself. Stretching out on my bed, as I closed my eyes. Grunting an unattractive sound as I bent my body backwards in a wonderful stretch.

My kitten jumped onto the bed, and climbed onto my stomach. Curling into the valley of my chest, making me smile as I held her closer.

Nothing could make this day better, but my thoughts were short lived. Because my phone rang out loudly from the nightstand.

I pushed myself up, holding the kitten to my chest and looked at the screen. Smiling as I noticed Aaron's contact picture flashing.

"Hello?" I smile.

"Y/n!" Aaron yelled in excitement. "Oh my gosh I'm so glad you picked up." He sighed.

I laughed. "What's up?" I say, laying back down. The kitten moving onto the piece of bed next to me. Purring as I continued to pet it.

"I need you to come to Cameron's apartment." He said quickly. My eyebrows knitted together, and I licked my lips.

"Why?" I said slowly, dragging out the vowel from my confusion. "You've never asked me to come over before."

"I know, I know." He agreed. "Can you just leave your apartment and come over here?" He pleaded.

"What's going on Aaron?" I say, sitting up. "You're acting weird." The line was quiet for a moment before I heard him take a deep breath.

"I know, I'm sorry." He mumbled. "Please just do this one thing for me."

His voice sounded desperate, so I slid off of the mattress.

"Alright." I sigh. "I'm coming."

"Thank you! Thank you! Oh my gosh, I promise I'll make it up to you and explain everything once you get here." He said, a smile evident to his voice.

"Ok, I'll see you soon then." I smile, walking into my closet and picking up a pair of shoes.

"C-Can you stay on the line with me?" He asked awkwardly.

"Uh sure." I reply, leaning the phone on my shoulder as I try to keep talking to him as I tie my shoes.

I knocked on the white door, putting my hands in my pockets as I waited. It stayed silent, and I knocked again. Still nothing. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, and called Aaron back.

I had ended his first call to be safe as I drove to the apartment, leaving him begging to stay on the line.

It rang as I shifted my weight. Before he picked it up.

"Hey!" He said happily.

"Hey," I sigh. "Dude I'm here. Where are you?"

"Oh it's unlocked just come on in." He replied. I ended the call, and turned the knob. Peaking my head around the door, before stepping in.

"Aaron?" I say, walking around the corner to see the room empty.

"I'm in here!" I hear him yell. I turn towards what looked like the bathroom and saw a chair hooked under the knob. I walked over to it, before moving the chair away.

"Aaron?" I say again, opening the door to see him sitting against the wall. His head whipped to me, and he stood up. Rushing over to me, and pulling me into his arms.

I was caught off guard, stumbling back as I finally hugged him back.

"What is going on?" I say pulling away. Jumping as my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out, and saw it was Cameron.

I was about to answer t when Aaron snatched my phone away, and declined the call. Then putting my phone in his pocket, as I stared wide eyed at him.

"Wha-" I started to say, before Aaron pulled me close to him again. Pushing my back to the bathroom door frame. I gasped from his sudden moves, and my heart rate increased from our closeness.

"Aaron," I whisper. "What is going on?" I ask again. He shook his head, his eyes focused as he leaned closer to me.

If I was going to push him away I wouldn't have gotten very far. The doorframe stopping me from moving as his arms held me to his chest.

He smashed his lips on mine, consuming me in a passionate kiss. I was shocked at first, my eyes wide as he kissed me.

But soon his soft lips coaxed me to kiss him back. Realizing how much I was loved his lips on mine. Wrapping arms around his neck as he kissed me harder.

His hands tangling in my hair, before the front door was slammed open. Making us jump and freeze in place.

There Cameron stood, his tie messily untied and hanging loosely around his neck. Looking between Aaron and I in horror.

Part 3?

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