Learning to Love Again

Chapter 18

Chapter 18~

Cathie's POV~

"So is Mae coming?" Niall asked me with hope as I reentered the living room.

"No. Her mom is having her do a bunch of chores but she told me that she would if she got finished." I said, sadly, as I took my seat on the side of the couch next to Louis. Niall turned back towards the screen, his shoulders slouched. I looked at Louis with a 'i feel so bad' look. He lipped that at least I tried, and I nodded.

Zayn picked the first movie. He picked out a suspenseful mystery that had me on the edge of the couch every time something happened.

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We are at the end of Harry's movie- a horror movie mention to make me have nightmares I'm sure. I was clutching Louis's arm with a death grip, and I was on the verge of tears. Louis had tried acting tough in the beginning, but is now holding a pillow tightly to his chest.

Then the screen showed a little boy, covered in blood. A menacing laugh sounded throughout the room, and the screen went dark.

Someone began clapping, and laughing. "You're guy's faces!" Harry.

I looked around to see everyone in a similar position as Louis and I. Niall was holding his knees against his chest. Zayn and Liam were holding onto each other looking with scared eyes at the blank screen. Harry was laid back in his spot, completely relaxed. How can he do that?!

I let go of Louis and stood up. "You are a sick human being, Harry Styles." I snatched the remote from his grasp, and went back to the main list of movies. The rest of the guys began relaxing in their seats as I sat back down.

"Hmm, what should I pick? How about The Notebook?" I looked smugly over at Harry. His face showed no horror or disgust, to my dismay. The rest of the guys looked at me with eyes wide in fear. I sighed.

Instead of choosing The Notebook, I went for the comedy section and found White Chicks.

I clicked play, and the movie began.

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About halfway through White Chicks I heard the doorbell. I looked around, then paused the movie.

"I'll get it," Liam got up and went to answer the door. We waited for him to return.

I could hear him talking to someone. They were talking for a while, so I decided to check it out.

But, before I turned the corner, I stopped to listen. I thought I recognized the voice.

"It's cold out here, can't you help a brother out?"

"It's not really up to me." That was Liam.

"Well then, who's it up to?" I felt the memory tickling my brain. Who is that?

"That doesn't matter, you're a stranger and I don't trust you."

The stranger chuckled. "What is this, third grade?" Why am I getting a sickening feeling in my gut?

"No, but why exactly do you need to come inside? I thought you just needed directions."

"Well, now I need to be warm, so move." The kindness in their voice was fading.

I could tell that Liam was going to need help with this guy, and soon. He didn't trust him, and quite frankly neither did I. And I was just listening in!

I turned the corner-ready to slam the door in this guy's face- but I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw who it was.

My hazel eyes locked onto his green ones. Oh shit.

"Hey, Babe." He smirked at me. Liam turned around and saw me standing there-frozen in shock and fear- and glanced back at the supposed stranger at the door.

"Wha- how-" I stammered. He walked inside, past a confused Liam- checking me out. Don't just stand there, Liam, help me! I wanted to scream at him, but I couldn't get my mind to work properly at the moment.
With every step he took, his boots made arrogant thuds on the floor. His leather jacket made swooshing sounds as his arms swept against his sides.

He was now only inches away from me. He gently slid the back of his hand down my cheek. I tensed at his touched.

He looked at my lips, then back up to my eyes.

His eyes glinted with arrogance, like they always have. Why hadn't I seen it there before?

I could feel Liam staring at us, but couldn't see him. He was probably confused, I would be.

Who am I kidding? I am confused! How did he know where I was? Why was he here?

I needed to say something.

But what? What is there to say?

"Aaron.." My voice began to shake. My knees buckled under me and I had to stagger backwards to regain my balance.

I felt my back hit something, then a pair of strong hands gripped my arms- steadying me.

-------------------A/N-------------------

Hey!

Aaron has been revealed!
But why is he here? what does he want?

That's all coming up!

~ Mckenzie