Her Promise ~aarmau fanfic~

~Visit~

Katelyn's POV

*Play Song*

"I wonder how they came up with meatballs?" Travis wonders, stabbing the round piece of meat.

"Haha, Travis..." I shake my head, spiraling my fork in the mass of limp noodles.

"What? Its a legit question." He retorts.

I scoff, stuffing my mouth with smashed up tomatoes. 

"It is! Did Elvis Presley see animal droppings and think that they looked appetizing, so he cutted opened the animal and it so happened to be round?" He states.

I burst out laughing, falling off my chair, still laughing.

Travis just crosses his arms, but I saw him smirk.

"Travis.....what?" I ask, trying to catch my breath.

He leans down to where I was laying on the floor, and presses his lips on mine, placing his hand on the back of my neck.

I kiss back, running my hand through his ice-stricken hair.

He pulls away, standing up and pulling me with him.

We arrive back at our meal.

"So is Aaron okay?" Travis asks me, sitting back down in his seat.

"I suppose, taking a bullet to the stomach is gonna hurt" I say, picking up my fork again.

"I would take a bullet for you any day" Travis states, grazing my hand with his.

I smile and look down.

I hear the doorbell ring.

Travis raises his eyebrow, I shrug at him.

Who would be here late at night?

I stroll over to the door, swinging it open to something that made my eyes widen.

"Dad? Sylvana?" I question in awe.

What were they doing here!

"SUGARPEA! Its so nice to see you!" Dad shouts. I raise my finger to my lips, he just nods.

"Nice to see you Katelyn! Can we come in?" Sylvana asks, smiling.

"Yes sure come in" I say, I hear the door to the closet shut.

Travis

Dad and Sylvana enter the house and sit on the couch, I stomp over to the closet. I open it and look down, crossing my arms.

"Look, maybe your dad could kill me tomorrow?" He meeps.

"Fine" I say, closing the closet door.

"Hey, could you pass me the Nutella?" He asks, I just walk off.

I admit, I was smiling.

I join them on the couch.

"So Sugarpea, how you been doing?"  Dad asks.

"I have been doing well, I'm doing well at work." I say.

"Where is Travis?" Dad asks, actually causally.

"Um...he uh....."Dad finishes for me.

"He's in the closet, isn't he" 

"Hello sir" Travis yells, muffled by the door.

"So where is Aphmau?" Sylvana asks, with a smile I know will not last.

"She is um....at her house..." I say, trying to avoid talking about Aaron.

You all know why.

"With who?" Sylvana questions further.

"Why not we go over there?" I ask.

Bad 

Idea

What are you thinking Katelyn?!

Have a nice day my crystals!