The Voices

Waking Up

I wake up on the couch. **Why am I on the couch, when did I get on the couch!?** I realize that I am not the only one on the couch and that Drew is right next to me, with his arms around me. I look at him, he looks so peaceful, and I smile to myself.  I realize that I've been looking at him for too long, and I go red as a tomato. I turn away, so I wasn't looking at him anymore, and close my eyes, mentally cursing at myself. You know you shouldn't do this, what would others think of you if they saw you like this? Disgusting. You don't deserve love from him, nor anyone! He will NEVER like you! He doesn't love you, stop wishing that he will! I try my best to ignore them, but they keep going, and the more they talk, the more I feel like I'm suffocating again. Drew starts to rustle awake, he opens his and looks at me. "Oh good morning Aaron. Are you feeling better?" He looks at me with a small gentle smile. I look at him, into his icy blue eyes. "Y-Yeah, I'm alright." He goes to speak but I get up before he can. "I-I'll be right back." "Ok." I had down the hall and into the bathroom, closing and locking the door, I look at myself in the mirror. My face is still read, even my ears are red. "Damn it... What is wrong with me? Drew is a friend, he won't see me that way, and I know damn well he never will. But why did I start getting feelings for him now? I've never felt this way before. I'm so confused..." I sit down on the side of the tub wall, my face in my hands. "I need a fucking shower." I stand up and unlock the door when I open it I nearly scream because Drew is right in front of me, it looks like he was about to knock on the door. "Is everything alright?" He looks at me slightly worried. "Yeah, I'm just going to go and take a shower." "Ok, I'll be in the living room." I walk past him and into my room, getting ready to go into the shower.

*Drew's pov)*
(I felt like doing a little bit of Drew's view while Aaron takes a shower, I don't know why, but why not, because it's fucking 12:10, and I'm supposed to be asleep but I don't care.)

I walk into the living room and sit on the end of the couch, I close my eyes, and inhale deeply. I get a sudden strong smell of Aaron's cologne. Even though it is a strong smell I like it. *Wait... No, what the hell, why do I like the smell of his clone, I usually hate the smell of it. Did he get a different type? No... He always uses the same type of cologne. Oh, what is going on with me!?* I snap out of my thoughts as I hear the shower being turned on, I realize my fave is red. *Do I like him... No, of course not, I can't... We're just friends, and that's it. But I can't lie to myself... I know I like him, but I can't tell him. He can't be in a relationship right now, he's too stressed out, and he needs me. He doesn't even like me like that...*

*Aaron's pov*

I turn the water off, stepping out of the shower, my foot slips as I realize that there is a floor mat on the ground, I fall onto my ass with a loud thud. "Fuck!" I try to get up, but my ankle decides not to stay ground so I end up falling again, but it isn't from slipping this time, I realize that I fell onto my foot wrong when I fell. Before I can try to force myself up, the bathroom door swings open, Drew is, of course, standing there. "Is everythi- Oh, what happened?" He can't seem to tell that my ankle is twisted, but I am more worried about covering myself up with the towel. "I-I uh... Slipped and fell onto my ass..." "Well, why don't you just get up?" "Um about that... I kind of can't because I twisted my ankle... So please help me..." I am so damn red right now that it's not even funny, I can't believe I forgot to place a mat down, this wouldn't have happened if I had done so, I'm such a fucking idiot! Yes, you are. Everyone already knows this. You JUST realized that!? Drew sighs, and picks me up, the towel falling off of the front of me. "H-Hey! My towel!" "The towel doesn't matter right now, what matters is I need to wrap your ankle up." He looks at me as he walks into his room, and places me down on his bed, going into his bedroom bathroom to grab the first aid kit. "I-I'm still soaking wet!!!" I cover up my crotch as he walks over to me. I can tell that I am redder than before. "Hold on." He sets the first aid kit down next to me, as he turns and grabs my towel from the bathroom floor, and comes back, grabbing a pair of shorts from his dresser, and carefully dries me off, then put the shorts on me. "There. Better?" "T-Thanks..." *He just fucking dried me off, and then put shorts on me... HIS shorts.* He carefully grabs my ankle and takes the supplies he needs and puts my ankle in its place, and wraps it in ace bandages. "Luckily you only sprained it slightly, so you'll be fine." "Th-Thanks." "Of course." He smiles slightly, and puts the things away, and then returns to me. "I don't care what you say, you aren't going to be walking for the next day, SO you'll be staying in my room for the rest of the day, I'll carry you when you want to go around the house. Ok?" I was going to tell him no but I can tell that he isn't going to take no as an answer. So I just nod my head yes ok. "Can we go into the living room?" "Of course." He picks me up, and carries me to the couch, carefully setting me down." *I feel like a damn child!* He sits next to me, and he turns on the tv, we just watch show likes Supernatural, Stranger Things, Good Omens for the rest of the day. I end up falling asleep on his shoulder.

(This is probably one of the most fucking longest chapters I've written, HOLY SHIT. It's now almost 1 in the fucking more, I've practically been working on this for an hour. Well, I'm done for now. See you in the next chapter my lovely puppets! Tell me what you think in the comments!! Have a wonderful day! :D)