Haters Game ✅✔️

Chapter 37- Pinky promise?

Becca's POV

Nick nods at Aiden and walks away from the dance floor. Aiden joins our hand and holds my hip in his other hand. His hands grazed the bare skin of my back.

I placed my hands on his shoulder. The tingling feeling I feel whenever we toured spread through my body whenever we touched.

He looked like he had been run over by a bulldozer. His hair was messy. His tie was loosened. He looked like he hadn't shaved in weeks. His eyes looked puffy and red and he also had black colored bags under them. Jeez.

He finally looked at me. His blue eyes looked deep into my brown ones.

He yanked me to him and slammed his lips onto mine. Right then, sparks flew and tingles spread all over my body. It was nothing like the fireworks they described in movies but more, to an extent I felt like my whole body was on fire.

I couldn't describe the feeling, the sparks, the tingles, too overwhelming. Even though we have kissed a lot of times. Every time it felt special.

His lips were soft, tasting like mint, moving against mine in a steady rhythm. It was slow yet held an undeniable amount of passion and desire.

I clasped my hands around his neck, my eyes fluttered shut enjoying the strange but magical feeling.

His grip on me loosened, but his hands moved to caress my cheeks. Leaving a soft peck on my lips, he pulled away agonizingly slowly.

"I missed you Cupcake. I have been waiting to kiss you for the past month." He says sighing.

"Why to wait, Aiden? I was just a few miles away from you," I said looking at the floor because I couldn't look into his eyes which held a lot of different feelings.

Love, guilt, passion, want.

He held my chin between his thumb and index finger and made me look into his eyes.

"I'm sorry Becca, I was scared. I thought you hated me. I couldn't bear the fact that you would hate me."

"Hate you? I thought you ignored me because you hated me. " I asked confused. Why would I hate him?

"I can never hate you Cupcake. Never."

"Then why would I hate you?"

"Because... Because of my father. He killed your mother. He could have killed your father too. And....and he tried to kill you. Not once twice. All he's done is hurt you and your family. You hate him. I'm his son, so you will hate me too."

He looked at the floor breaking our eye contact. I caress his cheeks with both of my hands and lift his face to look into my eyes.

"I can never hate you Aiden. Although what your father did was wrong, you had no fault in it. It wasn't your choice he turned out to be some revenge-seeking psychopathic maniac." This made him chuckle lightly.

Damn, I missed that sound so much.

"Seriously you have to stop blaming yourself for others' actions Aiden. I love you and nothing can change that not even that asshole. Please don't ever ignore me ever again. Ever."

"I promise to never ignore you,  Cupcake. Pinky promise?" He said and held up his pinky finger. I tell you guys I was in love with a 5-year-old. I laugh and curl my pinky finger around his.

We were almost at the end of the dance when Aiden said, "You said you could never hate me but do you remember when we first met and our pranks after that. We both hated each other as if we were a cat and a dog."

"How can I forget that Hotdog. Good old days." We both laughed at that and we completed our dance.

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