The Way He Changed My Life (Aaron Carpenter Fanfic)

Why Me?

Kennedy
I walk away, I didn't want to see Aaron get hurt. As much as he deserves it, I didn't need to see.

I hear Shawn yelling at him, but the theme park is too loud for me to make out what he is saying. I see Paris, holding onto Taylor's arm. They were in line for a smaller ride.

"Paris!" I call out.

"Yeah?" she says as I walk closer.

"Can I go on this ride with you?" I ask, needing a distraction.

"Of course," she pulls me in line with her and Taylor.

"Everything okay?" Taylor raises an eyebrow.

Why does everyone ask me that?

"Yeah. Aaron won't be though," I look away, seeing Shawn walking away with a guard.

"What, why?" Paris asks.

"He was kissing another girl and Shawn punched him a couple of times," I answer quickly. The little gate opens, letting us in.

"Last one for the night folks," the elder man speaks.

This is a ride that goes really high, then drops. I liked these type of rides because of the view.

We shoot up, causing Paris and I to scream. Taylor just cusses under his breath. I admire the view.

All the lights from the show lit up the whole place, with bold colours. The night sky is now a dark blue, with twinkling stars thrown across it.

The ride drops again, making us laugh. It continues a few more times.

"That was fun," I say. Paris is being quiet, something she usually isn't.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

"Who was the girl that kissed Aaron?" she looks at me.

"I don't know," I shrug, "she has long blue hair, pretty tall, looked young I guess."

"Shit," she whispers, looking away.

"You know her?" I ask her.

"Yeah... I'll be right back," she glances at me before walking off.

"What was that about?" Taylor asks. I shrug.

"I just want to go home," I admit.

"I can relate," he gives me a sympathetic look.

MagCon ended up being cancelled, just no one told me. I could tell when I was ready to leave but Cameron said we aren't. I don't know why they left it so late.

"Are we all ready to go?" Carter asks, with all the guys with him. Paris eventually joins in, I give her an odd look as she holds a side of her face.

"Yeah," I say, looking back at Carter. We all walk out, back to more Uber cars, with different seating arrangements.

This time, I sat between Matthew and Shawn, Aaron sat in the front. Aaron is holding an ice pack up to his face, scrunching up his face as he held it up to his eye.