After the event, we went back to the hotel and up to our rooms. This time, Aaron and I had a room with only one bedroom, meaning one bed, which didn't bother us anymore. We got in, and he was acting weird. He would usually talk a mile a minute about something a fan said that made him smile, or something he was given, or whatever. This time, he just came in, and laid in bed.
"Everything okay?" I asked.
At this point, I wasn't trying to flirt with him about anything anymore. I had just accepted the fact that maybe he liked Mahogany, and that was something that took me a good hour or two to process, and yet I still wasn't over it.
"I'm fine," he lied.
"No, you're not," I said, sitting on the chair.
"It doesn't matter."
"Uh, yes, it does. If you're upset, I want to know why. That's my job as your best friend."
"That's just it," he mumbled.
"What?" I asked.
"'Best friend,'" he sighed.
"Do you not want to be my best friend or something?" I asked.
"I don't want to be just your best friend. I want so much more than that," he replied.
"So what are you saying?"
"You make me feel something I have never felt before. You make me happy, and I want to be with you. I want to be able to call you mine."
"All you have to do is ask," I smiled.
"Kenna, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.
I kissed him, "Does that answer it?"
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I literally don't know what happened to this chapter, so I just kind of tried my best. Oh, my God. Wattpad is literally about to make me cry.
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Pretty Brown Eyes
Fanfiction"That was probably the last time I'd ever see his pretty brown eyes."
