My Girl↝ Aidan Gallagher

Chapter 8

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If  y'all thought this book was just cute, you're mistaken.

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(Y/N POV)

Tell me what you want.

My back sunk into the fluffy pillows, and I let out a sigh of relaxation. Aidan and I had piled a bunch of blankets and couch cushions onto the floor, making the best fort in the world.

"I put vegan butter on it," he said, setting down a popcorn bowl, "I can make a new batch if you want?"

"I like butter on my popcorn!"

"Me too!"

"I'd assume that," I inquired, "you did put it on in the first place."

Aidan shot me a look of playful offense, and scooped a handful of the salty treat in his mouth. Grabbing the remote, he pressed play on the waiting movie.

Halfway through, I felt something brush against my hand. Glancing to the side, I saw Aidan sending me a goofy smile. His hand was almost on top of mine, but we weren't holding them together.

"What?" I asked, "why are you looking at me like that?"

He shrugged, and narrowed his eyes. His lips widened out into a smirk, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing," he said, "you totally didn't smile like an idiot when I touched your hand."

I grabbed a pillow from beneath me, and chucked it at his face. He fell on his side from the hit, and laughed.

"That's because I love this movie," I said, "I was smiling at the TV, not YOU."

"That's what you want me to believe."

"Why were you even touching my hand in the first place?!"

"Because I wanted to see how you'd react!"

"That's not a valid reason!"

I stuck out my bottom lip, and turned my gaze back to the movie in front of me. Aidan had moved his hand back to his side, but I was almost tempted to reach out and put it back.

Not because I liked him or anything.

I tried my best to forget about what happened, but I kept thinking about how soft his hands were. It was almost surprising for a boy who played guitar that much, because they'd usually have rough palms.

But his were soft. Really soft.

My stomach almost fluttered at the thought of holding his hand, but I pushed that to the back of my mind. I had only just met him, so feelings probably were just getting mixed up.

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Bzzz Bzzz

My eyes opened slowly, trying to adjust to the darkness.

Bzzz Bzzz

Someone's phone was buzzing, and it definitely wasn't mine. I searched around the room for the lit up screen, and spotted it plugged into the wall across from me.

I didn't realize I had fallen asleep in Aidan's room, so I flinched when I saw his figure sprawled out on the floor next to me.

Bzzz Bzzz

I groaned, and tried to stand up on my feet. Why was his ringer on? Don't people turn theirs off in the night time, so it doesn't wake them up?

I stumbled through the dimly lit room, and picked up his phone from the ground. Flicking the ringer off, I set it back down and turned to go back.

Until something caught my eye.

I pressed on the home button of his device, and watched as the notification appeared on the screen in front of me.

My stomach dropped.

Love of my Life

I miss you Bb, can't wait till I see you again <<<<<<33333