The Last Night

The Last Night chapter 10

Sorry for the late upload, I just wasn't feeling this story before.

Please don't hate me for what I'm about to do in this chapter :(

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The other one of Leighton Meester, I don't like anymore.

Chapter 10: Something about you

Aaron's POV (OOH! LET'S SEE WHAT'S GOING ON IN THAT PRETTY LIL HEAD OF HIS! BUT DON'T WORRY LEXI, HE'S ALL YOURS!!!)

The morning light streamed in through the window, attacking my eyes.

I groaned and rolled over, using the pillow to cover my face.

I relaxed and was about to succumb into sleep, but the cold air had other ideas.

It ran across my bare chest and chilled me all over.

Letting out a frustrated groan, I jumped out of the bed, and grabbed the blanket which was on the floor and threw it over me all the while jumping back into bed.

But I couldn't seem to sleep now.

F******* mother nature, sleep is a natural thing that we all need to get enough of, isn't it your job to make sure sh*t like morning light doesn't f****** ruin it for us?

Cursing, I got out of bed and trudged to the bathroom.

I sloppily brushed my teeth and after doing everything else that needed to be done (A/N I'm eating a chicken and mayo sandwich right now and I don't really think writing about what goes on in the bathroom is the best way to keep it in), I picked up a pair of jeans hanging off the side of my computer desk chair and a clean shirt from the top of a pile of clothes on the floor.

Yeah, I was a messy b*****d, sue me.

I'm a guy. I don't have time to make sure my room is clean.

I only use it to sleep and hang with friends and listen to music.

I dragged my feet downstairs and sat at the table.

There was a plate with a stack of pancakes.

I greedily reached out to grab one, but was hit with a spoon, by my mum.

"Ow!" I exclaimed, pulling my hand back and rubbing it.

I looked up and saw my mum standing there in a apron, with her hands on her hips and of course the stupid spoon.

She tapped her foot, making her look like a crazy lady that you see in tv.

Not that my mum is a crazy lady.

She is infact, the awesomest person ever. And the coolest mum.

It may sound weird, but even my friends say so.

You know, the popular guys.

Yeah, thought so.

"Where were you last night?" She asked me.

I immediately froze and gave her a guilty look.

Like the one's a kid gives when they've been caught stealing a cookie before dinner.

They've been naughty.

She sighed and put her hands down.

"Aaron, you know, I'm your mother, and I accept everything you do. With all those girls without personalities, because I know you're just a teenage guy and guys have urges. But, can you atleast stop sneaking out for one night stands?" She asked me.