The Bad Boy and Me

Chapter 36- Hard to Believe

Sorry for not updating any sooner. I have a lot going on with school work and soccer practice. I get home like at 7 some times and then I have to do my homework. I'm trying to write as much as I can everyday. Sorry, but I'm trying to update as soon as I
can.

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I smile was on my face as soon as Aiden pulled me into his side. Just being around him can make me super happy and warm inside.

Sometimes I do wonder why Aiden started talking to me in the first place. It's crazy thinking how out of the blue he just started hanging out with me. Never in a million years would I imagine myself hanging out with the school's bad boy. Sometimes what life has is store for us isn't what we really expected.

"Aiden?"

Not knowing why he talked to me in the first place is killing me. It's been killing me forever, but I can't find myself to ask him. I might as well ask him now that I've gotten his attention.

"Mmmm?"

We kept walking side by side for a while before I asked. He had his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into his right side.

"Why did you start talking to me in the first place?"

We walked for what seemed like 3 minutes before he answered me. By the time he answered we arrived at the park and sat down on the bench. I patiently waited for him to answer.

"Honestly?"

I sat facing him, while he was sitting looking forward. If only he could see my face.

"Yes, honestly."

Why would I have asked him in the first place if I didn't want him to be honest? That was a pretty stupid thing to ask. Why would I not want him to tell me the truth?

"It's a long story."

"Yeah and I have to be at home before 2 in the morning; it's only 6:45. I've got plenty of time."

I pretended to get in a comfortable position for the supposed 'long story'. And once again, I had to wait. Honestly I'm getting a bit tired of waiting like 5 minutes to get one answer.

"Don't freak out please."

"Promise."

I sat there waiting for him to answer. The more I waited, the more I got scared. I don't know why I'm getting scared. Maybe it's because he might say what I don't want him to say.

"It was like from the first time I saw you that I started liking you. It was that day when our dads had that big business dinner and we made eye contact for the first time."

All of this took me by surprise. The fact that he likes me back surprised me. Honestly, what surprised me the most was the fact that he remembers the first time we made eye contact with each other.

"You were wearing a black dress that went mid thigh, black high heels, and your heart was up in a messy bun. Yet you looked absolutely beautiful. I remember thinking how stunning you looked in a simple black dress."

He remembers what I was wearing. That's truly surprising. I honestly thought he didn't notice me. But he did notice me and he remembers exactly what I was wearing. Truth to be told, I still have that dress. It's hanging in my closet along with the black high heels.

"Since that day, I couldn't stop thinking of you. Or the way your smile lit up the whole room. Getting you off my mind was impossible."