The Babysitting Gig

4 - Max Is Back

↑Max Chain (Picture Above)↑

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"What are u doing, Max?"

So that's this creep's ungodly name.

So much for the relief Aaron didn't see me in a damn towel.

"What's up, little man?"

Max walked over to Aaron and gave him a man hug.

"What are you doing here?" He gestured his brother first. "And what are you doing in a towel down here?!" Then me with a confused, yet quite angry scowl.

"Aaron, chill out. She was just looking for mom. Where e'she, anyway?" Max asked walking off into kitchen.

My body sharply detected danger as Max disappeared. He left me here alone with...! My body slowly turned in fright to see a very pissed of Aaron.

"Umm... Hi, Aaron. I- uh- your brother... He seems nice. Guess I'll just..." I trailed off.

"Oh, no u don't."

Aaron started walking to me and I didn't think, I just ran. I could hear Aaron's footsteps very calmly. He seemed almost like one of those calm serial killers, which was creeping the hell out of me!

I finally caught an eye at Aaron's room, which I knew had a lock, but wasn't such a good move.

"Ha! Try to get me now u crazy scyco!" I laughed, but almost peed myself when I heard the door click open.

The door opened and Aaron smirked mischievously. He had a key and he dug it back in his pocket. He, then, grabbed the switch and turned it on and off to make it seem more dramatic.

Idiot.

"No! Stop right there!" I yelled playfully sense I knew he was just playing with my nerves, but shivering sense I was still wet in a towel and I caught some air while I was running up the stairs.

I'm technically dry already.

"Ready to meet... Your doom, Blue?" He grinned madly.

"No! I'm not ready! I'm too young!" I cried out, backing up more until I bumped into his bed frame.

Aaron closed the door with his foot and started stomping my way, successfully grabbing me.

I squeezed as I struggled and he was, now, straddling me on the bed. When I focused more on his look, I noticed his playfulness had ended.

"Don't play 'angel' with me." He spoke in a low tone.

"I don't even know why your so tense." I replied, looking away from his eyes and blushed from the position we were in.

My eyes dragged themselves to meet his and caught him with a shattered face.

"Aaron...?" I whispered loud enough for him to hear.

His face trailed my lips then my dark brown eyes again.

"Jessica... truth is, I don't know either. And I hate the possibilty that I might be... with you..." He hesitated what he wanted to say.

His sentences were confusing and broken apart. His voice became dim as his face came close. But what was he trying to say?

I closed my eyes in acceptance, waiting for something I wasnt suppose to, but instead...

"Expecting something, Jess?"

...Is what I heard.

My eyes shot open and I blushed harshly at his egomaniac joke, but then I noticed he had adressed me by my nickname.