girls swarming around you, I wanted to know what it felt like to be one of them.â
Aidan hugged me tighter. âYouâre so much more than that,â he whispered. Aidan kissed my forehead before he shifted and glanced at my alarm clock. âItâs almost noon. I gotta be at work by 1:00. Iâd better get going.â
My heart was still racing as we walked to the front door. Aidan took a step outside the door before he leaned over and sweetly kissed me on the lips. âIâll see ya, Liz.â
I closed the door, peered out the front window and watched him leave. S ad as it was to hear Aidanâs confession, I knew it was a good thing. He opened up to me⦠shared his past⦠and kissed me. My thoughts jumped to Melissa. Excitement filled me when I reached for my cell, but then⦠I placed it back in my pocket. What was I going to say to her? She didnât want me with Aidan. But, how could I keep this from her? I walked in the kitchen and grabbed a diet soda from the fridge. I popped the top and took a long sip, contemplating if I should text her or not. The vibration of my cell phone freed me from my thoughts.
Aidan: Are you alright?
Me : Yes.
Aidan: I didnât mean to dump all that crap on you.
Me: Itâs okay.
Staring at my cell phone, I had hoped heâd text me something more, but that was it. I sipped my soda as I climbed the stairs and had a brief feeling of regret but immediately dismissed it. I placed my drink on my bedside table and lay down. My eyes closed, and a smile crept across my face. It felt good knowing Aidan had confided in me, and I must be special to him⦠and my first kiss⦠was better than I had imagined.
****
The week prior to our birthday flew by. Between school, studying for midterms, and practicing for the churchâs Christmas concert, I hardly had time to think about anything else⦠except Aidan.
I hadnât seen him since the night weâd kissed. I tried to find him at school, but I never saw him. He didnât park in his usual parking space. He was never in the lunchroom surrounded by his entourage. I even went to the grassy area of the lawn where the popular kids hung out. No luck.
My final attempt to confront him was when I went to his house. His truck was there. I knocked, but he didnât answer the door.
By mid-week, I questioned if that day in my room had even happened at all. I was mad at myself for being taken in by him. Now I knew I was one of many. I wasnât special. My humiliation was complete when I received a text from him thanking me for helping him pass calculus with a B. I felt like a fool. My only consolation was Iâd never told Melissa. At least I didnât have to deal with that embarrassment.
The music drifted into my room from the garage below. Today I would finally get some answers. He couldnât avoid me. I knew Aidan wouldnât miss practice, and I was desperate to talk to him. Spurred on by anger, I hurried downstairs. When I opened the garage door, my eyes focused on the old brown couch. The sound of Derekâs drums and Masonâs voice swirled around me. I plopped down on the worn-out cushions and allowed my gaze to find Aidan.
He didnât show.
Leaving the garage, I went back to my bedroom, kicked off my boots, crawled into bed, and pulled my blanket around me. Staring at the ceiling, the tears began to fall.
I want him to be the sweet guy who opened up to me. Trusted me with his secrets and looked into my eyes like he truly cared. But that isnât him. Iâm mad for letting my guard down. Believing he is different and for kissing him. What a fool I am⦠a stupid, stupid fool.
Chapter Seven
I braced myself against the wall and slipped on my black pumps. The eye shadow and three coats of mascara Iâd applied made my light green eyes pop. Taking Melissaâs advice, I let my hair dry naturally. The hair product Iâd used took away the
Aidan hugged me tighter. âYouâre so much more than that,â he whispered. Aidan kissed my forehead before he shifted and glanced at my alarm clock. âItâs almost noon. I gotta be at work by 1:00. Iâd better get going.â
My heart was still racing as we walked to the front door. Aidan took a step outside the door before he leaned over and sweetly kissed me on the lips. âIâll see ya, Liz.â
I closed the door, peered out the front window and watched him leave. S ad as it was to hear Aidanâs confession, I knew it was a good thing. He opened up to me⦠shared his past⦠and kissed me. My thoughts jumped to Melissa. Excitement filled me when I reached for my cell, but then⦠I placed it back in my pocket. What was I going to say to her? She didnât want me with Aidan. But, how could I keep this from her? I walked in the kitchen and grabbed a diet soda from the fridge. I popped the top and took a long sip, contemplating if I should text her or not. The vibration of my cell phone freed me from my thoughts.
Aidan: Are you alright?
Me : Yes.
Aidan: I didnât mean to dump all that crap on you.
Me: Itâs okay.
Staring at my cell phone, I had hoped heâd text me something more, but that was it. I sipped my soda as I climbed the stairs and had a brief feeling of regret but immediately dismissed it. I placed my drink on my bedside table and lay down. My eyes closed, and a smile crept across my face. It felt good knowing Aidan had confided in me, and I must be special to him⦠and my first kiss⦠was better than I had imagined.
****
The week prior to our birthday flew by. Between school, studying for midterms, and practicing for the churchâs Christmas concert, I hardly had time to think about anything else⦠except Aidan.
I hadnât seen him since the night weâd kissed. I tried to find him at school, but I never saw him. He didnât park in his usual parking space. He was never in the lunchroom surrounded by his entourage. I even went to the grassy area of the lawn where the popular kids hung out. No luck.
My final attempt to confront him was when I went to his house. His truck was there. I knocked, but he didnât answer the door.
By mid-week, I questioned if that day in my room had even happened at all. I was mad at myself for being taken in by him. Now I knew I was one of many. I wasnât special. My humiliation was complete when I received a text from him thanking me for helping him pass calculus with a B. I felt like a fool. My only consolation was Iâd never told Melissa. At least I didnât have to deal with that embarrassment.
The music drifted into my room from the garage below. Today I would finally get some answers. He couldnât avoid me. I knew Aidan wouldnât miss practice, and I was desperate to talk to him. Spurred on by anger, I hurried downstairs. When I opened the garage door, my eyes focused on the old brown couch. The sound of Derekâs drums and Masonâs voice swirled around me. I plopped down on the worn-out cushions and allowed my gaze to find Aidan.
He didnât show.
Leaving the garage, I went back to my bedroom, kicked off my boots, crawled into bed, and pulled my blanket around me. Staring at the ceiling, the tears began to fall.
I want him to be the sweet guy who opened up to me. Trusted me with his secrets and looked into my eyes like he truly cared. But that isnât him. Iâm mad for letting my guard down. Believing he is different and for kissing him. What a fool I am⦠a stupid, stupid fool.
Chapter Seven
I braced myself against the wall and slipped on my black pumps. The eye shadow and three coats of mascara Iâd applied made my light green eyes pop. Taking Melissaâs advice, I let my hair dry naturally. The hair product Iâd used took away the
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