Where We Stand ~aarmau fanfic~

~Irene's Doing~

Aphmau's POV

I toss my mediocre phone on my bed carelessly, knowing damn well not even a sledgehammer could destroy that fossil. I then proceed to launch myself onto the memory foam mattress.

I lay on my back haphazardly, my eyes finding my abnormal ceiling.

I thought back to Aaron's small comment about ceilings and smiled to myself.

I had recently (and stupidly) attempted to paint my ceiling of all my friends, which I did not realize at the time, would be quite difficult considering the paint would drip DOWNWARDS.

But I mean, I had to Michaelangelo this shit and get on with it. 

This stupidity occurred a few days, involving a few other of my idiotic partners in crime who also thought at the time this was gonna be a swell idea. Aaron, Katelyn, and Max.

Max and Katelyn are getting it on at the moment, but I ship secretly, ( yet quite openly) ship Katelyn with Travis, as I stubbornly believe they are endgame. Fite me #Travlyn4life

After this monstrosity was concluded, we all stepped back to give our opinions on the "masterpiece."

Aaron, of course, wore his normal black cargo pants and red hoodie, which exposed subtly his toned muscular chest and washboard abs. 

To a stranger, he gave off such a fuck boy vibe, but I saw all past that. Which makes me sometimes feel like maybe I am just a girl in love with a fuckboy. 

Katelyn sported her normal blue sweater, accompanied by bleached jean shorts and tousled powder white hair. 

And then there was Max, wearing his black sweater and pants and his usual beanie (Don't be a meanie beanie).

The couple wore sweaters, despite it being in the high 70s. No wonder they are together, they're loco. 

 I quote their reactions exactly:

(There are inside jokes from different youtube videos, sorry if you don't get them!)

Max: I could live if I don't die so I'm going to look away.

Katelyn: Is that Ross?

Aaron: Sandwiches sound pretty good right about now, I'm going to go make one.

Aaron ran out of the room. Max was suddenly interested in my Levi posters and Katelyn gave me a questioning look.

After some really good sandwiches, we repainted the wall and it looked....better. As really anything was better than our first draft.

When I backed up to look at it, heat had started to seep up my neck and my heart started to glow. 

Katelyn had sneakily edited the painting to display Aaron and I kissing.

Aaron was in the bathroom so he didn't see it yet.

I gave Katelyn the death stare and she smirked and kissed Max on the cheek, which made me even madder. #MadderThanMadMax

When Aaron entered the room, I swear I saw a faint pink shade on his cheeks.

When we finished it looked like this:

Just imagine Max giving Travis the Mad Max stare (Max don't hate me)

We all sat down on my, you guessed it, purple carpet and chowed down the rest of Aaron's sandwiches.

Katelyn was lying on Max and Max had his arms wrapped around her in a loving embrace as they took turns shoving sandwich pieces in each other's mouths. 

Even though we were only in 11th grade, Katelyn and Max had been going strong for about two years and it appears the spark was still glowing, despite the many shortlived high school relationships nowadays. 

Travis can't even look at them without shedding a tear here and there. Travis was the epitome of the "missed your chance"  kinda dude.

I hope I don't miss mine.

Max readjusted his beanie and kissed Katelyn on the forehead.

Aaron was sitting adjacent to me, resting backward, using only his arms to hold himself up. I was doing the same as we all looked up at our masterpiece.

Katelyn stuffed yet another piece of her sandwich in Max's mouth and he chewed and smiled his goofy grin.

His grin then disappeared momentarily and was soon replaced with a disgusted frown as leaped up in his stead and he sprinted out of the room to the bathroom.

We all broke out laughing at our friend's misfortune, making me bring my hand up to cover my mouth from spitting out my sandwich. Making me seem like I some form of manners

"KATELYN THERE WAS MAYONNAISE!" Max yelled, in between sputters of his attempt to riding his mouth of mayonnaise.

Katelyn yelled back with a satisfied smile. "LOVE YOU TOO BABE!"

When I returned my hand back to my side, it surprisingly now felt another.

My eyes instantly fell to my side and what I saw resulted in my cheeks blushing a crimson red.

I was touching......Aaron's hand!

When my eyes meet him, one of the corner's of his lips rose a little.

He gracefully took my hand and laced his fingers with mine.

My entire body tensed up and Aaron seemed to notice.

He chuckled a bit and started to rub his thumb up and down my palm.

While still blushing like mad, (Mad........author~chan don't do it........maa........NOOO!..max)I let out a tiny smile.

I hear a loud snap, causing both Aaron and I to whip our heads around to Katelyn and Max, staring at us like we were a movie and it was just getting to the good part.

Katelyn was snapping photos on her phone, which had One Direction on its case.

"KATELYN!" I shrieked in disbelief, knowing that Katelyn was somewhat of a shipper herself.

Both Max and Katelyn made a break for it and clumsily grabbed all the sandwiches on their way out. I looked out the window to see them running down the street, both holding a few sandwiches in each hand.

I grinned slightly and turned back to Aaron, who was still sitting with his jacket opened. He gave me a sly smile and got up. "Ah, I'm going to head home as well.....see ya potato."

My face grew red, with anger this time.

Aaron, being the smart guy he is, made a break for it.

I chuckled softly and studied the painting on my ceiling.

I admit I was looking near the center of it.

Thank you, everyone, who reads this! If you like this and its really bad puns and amazing references, please read more! Thank you Crystals! Have a nice day. Ross: See ya!