The first two weeks of June were nothing short of wonderful. Most of my time was spent daydreaming with a blank, blissful exspression until someone usually snapped me out of it.
I'd also estimate that I've ridiculously giggled with Aaron more in these short weeks than in my entire span of life. Honestly.
Whenever Aaron simply texts me a 'Good Morning' I just about melt into a puddle. The funny thing, is that I don't even mind the feeling too much.
Because with the dorky fluff, there are way more intimate, hot, or just flat out lustful moments. And well, those happen to be some of my absolute favorites.
Basically what I've been trying to get at is that everything's been pretty smooth sailing so far. Until-sigh-The other day (During the third week of June)
When my dad asked where Scott was lately. Okay, I had of course planned on telling my father about Aaron but...I don't know.
It took awhile for him to warm to Scott, the boy he has tons in comon with. Aaron is a totally different kind of guy.
Anyways. How am I supposed to randomly bring up the fact that I broke up with my boyfriend of over a year, but it's fine because I'm completely in love with someone else now and he took my virginity?
Uh, maybe not that last part. Ha.
You can't just spit something like that out like it was nothing. Inside though, I knew that I couldn't avoid this certain subject forever. Dad would bring it up eventually.
So when he asked I decided to answer truthfully. "Dad, Scott and I broke up awhile ago."
We had been having dinner at his house when this specific conversation took place. He had turned to look at me, eyes a bit wider than normal.
"You broke up?" "Yes." "How long is 'awhile' ago?" I had sighed. "Before school ended, we knew it wasn't going to work."
"You...You don't seem that upset over it." I tried not to squirm under his gaze. "It was a month ago." I mumbled, stalling.
"Mh hm, is there something you're not telling me Chloe?" "Well...I sort of started uh, seeing someone else." "Someone else?" He repeated.
I nodded. A long tense moment passed before he spoke again. "Who is he then?" I was relieved that he didn't act angry or anything.
I proceeded to fill him in on minor detail, making sure to especially mention how happy Aaron made me.
By the time I finished talking I hoped (In vain) that I was off the hook on the subject of dating until:
"He sounds very nice Chloe, invite him to dinner tomorrow so I can get to know him alright?" Ugh.
I'd never felt more deflated or filled with anxiety. There was to use in attempting to argue my way out. If dad wanted to meet Aaron, there was nothing to be done about it.
I suppose it had to happen sooner or later right? Although, prolonging the stressful event of one's boyfriend meeting her father would have been really damn nice.
Oh well. I thought calling Aaron, he would have the same reaction as me, but no. He was all, it will be fine Chloe, no worries. Psh yeah.
I wondered if Aaron had actually ever met a father. Maybe if he had he would understand how overprotective a dad can be.
The next day I waited cautiously by the window in my dad's livingroom for Aaron to show up. Terri was cooking and dad was busy with Lola. Benji had soccer stuff.
I shouldn't be this nervous over what was basically a family fun night without the board games, but this is important.
I don't want my dad to not like Aaron. I don't see why he wouldn't...But you never know.
As soon as Aaron's charger pulled into the driveway I quickly went to meet him out on the sidewalk. He barely shut the door when I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of view of the house.
"Hey babe you look-" "Shh! Listen! This is really super important. My dad, he, he can not, and I mean ever, find out about us having sex."
"Hello to you too." Aaron chuckled. I glared. "Aaron..." "I know Chloe, that's not exactly dinner material now is it?"
I sighed, rubbing absently at my forehead feeling a headache coming on. "There's really no reason to worry over this sweetheart, I know to behave myself tonight." Aaron said.
"Yeah I know, sorry. I guess I got ahead of myself." I mumbled. "You're adorable when you blush." He said, skimming his fingers lightly over my cheek.
"Only when I blush huh?" I teased. He held my face in both his hands, smiling. "All the time actually. I missed you."
"We were together yesterday." I pointed out, still loving the warmth I felt from his words. "Doesn't matter." He replied before leaning down for a kiss.
He pulled back after a minute, but let his lips linger over mine. "We um, should probably get inside, dinner is almost ready." "Okay."
Going back to the house I had a new sense of confidence. Like maybe this night wouln't be that bad. Amazing what a kiss can do.
The first thing to take place was the ritual handshake between Aaron and dad. To which I was holding my breath the whole time.
"Aaron Knight was it? Very nice to meet you, Chloe has told us a lot of nice things." Dad said in a welcoming tone.
I let out a huge sigh of relief and ushered Aaron to the dining room. So I had obviously overreacted. Like by a lot.
We ate, casually talking, it was nice to see that both my father and Aaron were each making an effort to converse about things the other might like.
It was a nice evening until Lola started crying over the fact that since Scott wasn't going to be around she wouldn't be getting any candy from him.
The annual toddler screaming for no apparent reason started, highly annoying and embarrassing.
Aaron had gave my hand a reassuirng squeeze under the table, letting me know that he didn't mind. Little kids are always unpredictable.
When dad told her to stop fussing she threw an even bigger fit and tipped her entire cup over juice over, soaking the table top and Terri's shirt.
"Oh my goodness, we're so sorry about the trouble Aaron." Terri said while mopping her blouse with napkins. Dad had taken Lola to her bedroom.
"Not a big deal. I get it, here why don't I help Chloe clean up so you can change?" He suggested politely.
"Thank you." She said, smiling gratefully. Once she left the room I turned to Aaron. "I really appreciate your help, and I'm sorry for Lola." He waved a hand dismissively.
"Chloe you don't have to apologize, I like your family." He said. Dad ended up helping Aaron and I do the dishes, even stopping long enough to say that we had his blessing as a couple.
Looking back I shouldn't have probably gotten so worried over nothing. I should have realized that it would be okay. Aaron always had a way of making things work out for the better.
(So I lied, that chapter was really bad. Sorry for any suckiness lately. I've just been super busy and it's hard to focus. But I do plan on making the next one long and actually interesting. Hang in there please)
