Already home. (Aaron Tveit fanfiction)

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That discussion in the car already made ​​no sense. It made no sense, but for weeks it was repeated every time she and Aaron were in his car, no matter where they were or wherever the headed to.

Since Amy told Aaron that she had been accepted at Columbia Business School everything talk finished on that topic and she was tired of fighting over and over again with her best friend.

He was going to Ithaca, she was going to Manhattan.

231 miles and 4 hours by car away.

It could always be worst.

Much worse.

Amy didn't care about being away from her family because she knew that she could always go home and they would always be her family, but no one assured her that time wouldn't do damage between her and Aaron.

And if everything was like in the last weeks, everything meant that nothing would end on good terms for anyone. "I do not understand why do you have that need to go to Manhattan!" Aaron said tightening the wheel of his parked car and looking at the street through the windshield. "And why do you have that need to go to Ithaca?" she said looking at him and controlling herself to not raise her voice because she didn't wanted to yell at him. "They have a pretty great music program. Also I wouldn't get to be accepted in Columbia" he said still not looking at her.

Whenever they argued Aaron did the same: he didn't looked at her because he knew that if he did it, he'll lose the argument because Amy's damn green eyes always shone, though she didn't know. And he never said it to her because every time he did it, she automatically blushed and looked away. "And I wouldn't get to be accepted in Ithaca, Aaron. It's the same story for both of us." Amy said already frustrated by the fact that the Ithaca Business School never answered her application. She sent it just because Aaron asked her a thousand times and if she got accepted she would probably have gone with him. Neither of them understood how she managed to get into Columbia and not in Ithaca, knowing that she had all chances to be accepted, but the letter simply never came.

At that time they knew their ways were going to go separate.

"I still don't understand how something like this happened. They always answer, even to say no. We have almost the same notes, take the same subjects and the same extracurricular activities and classes, it's illogical!" Aaron said hitting the steering wheel. "Aaron, it's okay." she said resting her head on his shoulder and placing her left hand on his leg. "No, it's not okay. We were supposed keep going together. That was the plan. I don't want my best friend to be four hours away." he said releasing the steering wheel and taking

Amy's hand in his and placing his head on hers trying to calm him. "I know this sucks. But we have to stop fighting. I don't want to fight with you anymore. It's illogical. Though when both of us graduate we'll probably be in Manhattan again, right? How long can it be? Four years? Five?" she said trying not to sound so tragic, but every time she repeated it only sounded worse. "Don't you ever say that again." he said kissing her on the forehead.

"Hey, let's make a promise." Aaron said again, pulling away from her to look into her eyes. "What promise? What are you talking about, Aaron?" she said without understanding where he was going with that. But damn, for those baby blue eyes she could go to the end of the world if he asked her that. "I don't know if in four, but in five years we will meet on the Brooklyn Bridge. In the middle." he said, giving to her the smile that she loved from the day they met. "At 4?" she said, holding out her little finger and smiling to Aaron. "In five years, on the bridge, at 4." he said, his eyes never leaving hers, locking his pinky with hers and capturing her soft, pink and warm lips slowly and gentle with his own to close the deal.