Chapter 8 - The Last 'I Love You'

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**Jordan’s POV**

**2 Days Later**

I have until September 30th, the latest, to make every relationship I have with everyone perfect. Right now I’m meeting Aaron outside his hotel. He’s first on my list, mainly because he’s leaving tomorrow. He agreed to meet with me today. Nobody knows I’m here; I lied and told them I’m at a meeting and I needed to go by myself. I checked my phone and saw that Aaron should be here soon.

“Hey, Jordan.” I spun around to see Aaron.

“Hey, Aaron.” I say walking up to him. I have no idea what to do. Do I hug him, kiss him, grab his ass, or what? I honestly have no idea. We decided to walk to the café across from the hotel instead. We order our things and sit down.

“Look, Jordan. I’m so sorry about what happened. I never meant to hurt you.” Aaron said. I could melt in his eyes.

“It’s okay Aaron. Forgive and forget right? I just didn’t want you leaving with us hating each other. I’m not asking for us to get back together but I want us to be friends again.” I tell him.

“And maybe we can get back together again?” That crushed me.

“Um… Aaron I don’t think that’s possible Aaron. Trust me. I know for a fact that if we get together again I’m going to hurt you and that’s the last thing I want to do.”

“Are you saying that if we were dating again you’d cheat on me?”

“Oh God no! It’s just… well you know about me being, you know, depressed. The next time I try I know for a fact I won’t make it. It’s the rule of three.”

“Why don’t you get help then? You can get better.”

“Not possible. Let’s not talk about this. Today is just a bonding day for us, as friends.” Aaron nodded his head and we just continued to have small talk.

We were walking around in a mall. We ran into a few fans but not a lot. My phone has been blowing up with text messages and I know those fans must’ve tweeted about Aaron and I being here with each other. So some annoying boys are texting me about it. I rather spend my last day with Aaron focusing only on Aaron. I’ll deal with the wrath of everyone else later when I get home. I tell Aaron to turn his phone off because of the whole overprotective thing everyone has over me and they might be texting and calling him next. I knew I was going to have to leave soon because they’ll know what mall we went to but I had one thing I needed to do.

“Hey Aaron, can we go somewhere that there won’t be any fans? I want to tell you something but I don’t want it to end up on the internet.” I whispered into his ear. He took a minute to think before grabbing my hand and leading us out of the mall. We snuck through one of the exits and ran to his car.

Aaron took us to his hotel room. It’s a good place because I can walk home from here. Aaron and I sit next to each other on the bed and it’s quiet. I have no idea how to phrase what I want to say; even though I’ve been planning this since two days ago.

“Aaron, before I say what I want to say I want you to know that I’m not insinuating that I want to be back together. That’d only complicate things. Okay?” I look him deep in his eyes.

“Okay…? What do you want to tell me?” I look away from his eyes for a second and take a deep breath.

“I know that we broke up but I at least want one last kiss. Is that okay?” He thinks for a minute and get that anxious feeling in my chest and stomach.

“Okay. One last kiss but that’s it.” Aaron gave me a small smile. A wave of relief washes over me. Aaron starts leaning in with his hands cupping my face. I close my eyes and wait for his lips to me mine. His soft yet chapped lips touched mine for about a minute; nothing more nothing less.

“Aaron, I just want you to know that I still love you and I know we can’t be together. Please don’t fall for me again. Promise me that. Please?” I could feel tears starting to form.

“I promise…” He whispered.

“I need to go now but have a safe flight home okay?” I say getting up and walking to the door. Aaron gets up after me opens the door for me. As I start walking to the elevator I hear Aaron faintly say: ‘I still love you too Jordan. I’m sorry…’ I run to the elevator because the soon I got out the sooner I could cry.

I wipe my puffy eyes before opening the front door to the house. I sneak in and so far nobody was there. Good. I head to the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge. I opened it and took a sip before turning around and closing the door. I screamed dropping my water bottle.

“Gilinsky, what the fuck you scared the shit out of me.” I said picking up my water bottle.

“Are you stupid or something?” Boy was he pissed.

“What are you talking about?” I started cleaning up the puddle of wasted water Gilinsky made me drop.

“You know what I’m fucking talking about. Why the hell were you with Aaron; aka Mr. Douchebag of the Year?”

“Can we talk about this later?” My path was cut off by Jack.

“No, because when you say ‘Can we talk about this later’ you’ll avoid the subject until I forget. So tell me. Why were you with your ex-boyfriend? You know the one that broke up with you on your birthday a few days ago. Remember, the day he fucking hit you.”

“G, I know what happened. I was there too remember? Beside, forgive and forget right? No harm done.”

“Major harm done Jordan. You tried to kill yourself over it. You got attacked by his side chick at school. Were you hit that hard in the head to forget all that?”

“If I held grudges against people for the rest of my life like you do would it fix the problem?”

“No but that’s beside the point. The point is that you were with him, alone. What if something happened?”

“I highly doubt that Aaron would like kill me and leave my body in ditch somewhere.”

“But you didn’t think he’d hit you right?”

“Fine I see your point but you don’t have to worry about me sneaking off to see him anymore. He’s flying back to Louisiana tomorrow morning.” I started walking up to my room and saw Shawn, Johnson, Taylor, Jc, Kian, and Ricky sitting on the stairs. I shook my head at them and went to my room. I sent a quick text to Taylor, the Jacks, Nash, and Cam asking them if they want to hang out tomorrow. A few minutes later I get replies from all of them saying yes. I’ll plan tomorrow out after I take a nap.

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