Aiden's POV

I dreaded having to go back to school today since I know no matter what I would have to talk to Aaron.

"Aiden!"

I turn my head to see Ethan jogging my way.

"Hey, Ethan. What's going on."

Ethan blushed as he thought of something but shook his head.

"Umm . . . Well actually-"

"Guys!" The voice that interrupted him yelled.

Ethan let out a big 'oomph!'.

"Now you know how I felt," I laughed as Ethan groaned from the impact.

"It feels like two hundred pounds just slammed into my back."

I laughed again while Meaghan gave Ethan a light shove on his shoulder making him groan again.

"Like I was saying before I got so rudely interrupted, I kind of found out something," Ethan said while a blush slowly crept onto his face.

"Really what?" Meaghan asked beating me to it.

"I think I have a crush on someone."

Meaghan squealed excitedly while my jaw dropped to the floor in shock.

"On who?" I questioned needing an answer.

Somehow, his answer surprised me.

I walked to my last of the day with my heart pounding in my ears and my hands clammy as chowder. I walked over to my seat and sat down as I waited for Aaron. He walked in only moments later and god!

My heart stopped.

Damn, he looked good.

I silently cursed him for making me fall for him in the first place.

He walked over to his seat and sat beside me.

We didn't speak until we had to work on the project and even then we only spoke when we needed to.

I hated not speaking to him but I hated speaking to him even more.

Hearing his voice constantly weakened my resolve to not go out with him.

But I had to be strong.

I am doing the right thing.

At least I hope I am.

Once class ended we silently walked to his beautiful Ferrari and I thanked the gods for the fact that it existed.

I quietly moaned and the feel of the leather seat under my fingers and I swore I could hear some sort of growl from next to me.

Weird.

As we drove to his house I found myself constantly looking at him as I tried to figure out what he was thinking.

But it was no use.

I don't know if I will ever truly understand him.

We have been working on the project for around an hour and a half and Aaron had to leave to answer a phone call.

Of course the moment he stepped out I was plowing through his room looking for his art room key.

This is the first time he left me alone since the last time I found the key so I have been dying to see his paintings again. The emotions that came from each and every one of them were so strong that I wanted to be able to experience it over and over again.

"Aha!" I said once I found the key.

Let's just say that it was pretty embarrassing having to go through his underwear draw even when I am a guy. Maybe it's the fact that it's him or the fact that I saw what size condom he needs.

Yup.

I will have to remember that.

I took the key and quietly opened the door sighing in relief when I saw all the familiar paintings.

I would have kept staring but my eyes caught something I had never noticed before.

The room was shaped like a very big square but the wall to my right turned out to be a big curtain stretching from the top of the ceiling to the very bottom if the floor hiding whatever was on the other side of it.

I couldn't help the curiosity that drove me to walk over to the curtain and walk through.

I gasped at what I saw.

Oh my god.

Aaron is really good at surprising me.

All over the room were paintings and sketches of one person and one person only.

Me.

Some of the works were clearly pictures I have posted on Facebook or Instagram that were either selfies, pictures of just me or pictures where he just wouldn't paint or draw the other people. Other works were me in poses I never remember doing in front of someone or doing them at all but they looked so real I could be convinced otherwise.

My eyes soon caught another picture.

It was a painting. Probably his newest one, by the way, it was still on the stand as if it was being painted but the colors and signature were all there and the paint was still wet.

It was me, of course, lying down on a bed, My hair was fanned out under me and my face was flushed. My eyes were hooded and my lips looked wet. My mouth was open and my arms were stretched out as if I was holding on to your face. You could only see my shoulders up but it looked so real, so life-like I couldn't help but tear up and blush at the same time.

I know I should've probably thought all of this was creepy but I couldn't and I wouldn't have time to since all I could think of is the fact that it is all so beautiful.

And that I really want to kiss Aaron right now.

"Aiden!" Speak of the devil.

"Aiden where are y- god did you have to break in here again?! If you wanted to see my paintings you could have just aske-"

I could hear his footsteps as he went around the room but they stopped once he stepped into his art room.

I guess he figured out where I went cause soon the curtains were opening and I turned around to be met by his wide and worried gaze.

"Aiden . . . I can explain-"

"You painted all of these. All of these paintings . . . are of me?" I asked wanting to hear it come out of his mouth.

"Yes. I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself-" He said as he tried to explain but I didn't want to hear it.

I put my finger up to silence him and raised my head.

"I have feelings for you. I have had them for a while and I can't stop them. I have been trying to trust me but I can't help myself....and I really didn't want to do this since I hate cheating and I don't want to hurt Scarlett-"

"Scarlett?" Aaron interrupted me.

We seem to be doing that to each other a lot huh?

"You and Scarlett are dating. I didn't want to get in the way of your relationship." I explained.

"Scarlett and I aren't dating. Scarlett doesn't date, she wants to focus on her education."

"But I thought-"

"She doesn't want boys to be a distraction so she asked me if I could pretend to be her boyfriend so guys would stop bothering her. We were never dating." He told me with utter conviction.

I stood there gaping at him for a few moments before my anger boiled over and I threw myself at him slapping him over and over again.

"What the fuck Aaron!" I yelled at him. "This whole time I was feeling like shit because I thought you were just using me! I thought I was just a quick fuck and once you were done you would move on to someone else! Do you know how that makes me feel?!"

I let all my pent-up frustration out on him until my slaps started to get a little weaker and when that happened I realized I was crying.

Aaron grabbed my wrists and slowly lowered them before using them to pull me closer.

"Aiden." He whispered lowly making me shiver.

"Fucking idiot," I mumbled still upset.

He pulled me until our chests were almost brushing and I could feel his body heat.

"I have feelings for you too."

He didn't give me any time to process his words cause soon he was pulling me flush against him and taking my lips for a smoldering, hot, passionate kiss.

My hands shot to his neck while his snaked to the small of my back and neck.

Our lips were in sync as they moved together. It was as if they always knew each other and the way I was feeling right now I wouldn't doubt it.

I found myself panting into the kiss as I tried to get some air into my lungs but as soon as Aaron ran his tongue along my bottom lip I knew it was pointless.

Aaron's tongue entered my mouth exploring every inch as it took away my breath. I moaned as his tongue he ran his tongue across the roof of my mouth making him release an almost animalistic growl.

I arched into him as he sped up the kiss practically bruising my lips.

I started grinding on him once my pants got a little too tight and he happily obliged making me moan even more at the wonderful friction.

One of his hands slowly moved from my back to my ass giving it a hard squeeze.

I moaned again as he started kneading my ass and my hips started moving even more frantically as I chased any sort of relief.

All of a sudden Aaron pulled away from the kiss making me groan at the loss.

We rested our foreheads against each other as we panted for air.

"Fuck." He panted. "I almost completely lost it for a second."

"Why didn't you?" I asked.

He groaned at my question.

"Please don't say that."

"Why not?" I ask again.

"Because then it would've been pointless for me to have pulled away in the first place."

I furrow my brows in confusion before it hits me dead on and I am left beat red.

"I didn't mean it like that," I mumbled.

Aaron chuckles before taking my hand.

"Come on, I think dinner is almost ready."

"Sure, I could really use some food right now."

He smiled at that and just when we were about to leave his room he asked,

"Oh, and do you want to tell my parents?"

"Huh?"