Always Aaron

Chapter 40

On the brink of falling asleep I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and pull me back. Aaron nuzzled his face into my neck and murmured some incoherent words in his sleep.

I pressed my lips together to hold in my laughter. He always mumbled in his sleep. I found it creepy the first time but now I found it amusing.

Submitting into the overwhelming urge to sleep I closed my eyes and shut off every thought.

...

"You're not even listening!" Sersha tossed one of my shirts I had neatly folded onto my face out of annoyance. I peeled it off with a scowl and refolded it.

"I did. Like fifty two time." I gave her a pint Ed look removing my suitcase from the bed and placing it on my desk, far away from her reach. "But to be fair. I'm disappointed."

She bolted out of bed and crossed her arms. "Disappointed? Are you crazy? This is the best thing that's happened in my life."

I threw her a look over my shoulder and headed to my almost empty closet. I picked out the last mini pale-blue tight skirt and packed it before pulling my zipper and closing my bag. Done.

"Then your life sounds boring, sweetheart. Because if a hug from the boy you love is enough for you then I'm disappointed."

"It was the best hug in my life!" She protested.

"Doesn't matter. If you don't kiss him by Christmas then I might have to take matters into my own hands." I tell her perching on my wooden desk.

Sersha tightened her braid. Her luminous curly red hair twisted and fluffed in a perfect braid with a blue scarf scrunchie. I travelled my eyes back to her face waiting for an explanation. "Why is he so...slow?" She asked and I laughed.

The sound distributed between us as we both laughed. "There are only a few things fast about a boy." I winked at her amusedly. "Plus, Sersh. You know I love you but you've been in love with him for years. It's time to get closure on this don't you think?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

As much as I loved all my friends it was hard to give advice within the group. Sersha loves Reuben. Always has and probably always will. But if he does not say anything in turn soo then is it worth it to wait? She has been angering half her life around a boy who does not see to proceed forward. And to me that is unfair. You cannot wait the whole of your life for a love that would not blossom.

But I do not know how to tell that to Sersha. Because the love in her eyes is vivid. As much as Reuben hurts her he also keeps her centered. And that just makes it harder.

"When the time comes I will." She stubbornly put out picking at her gold chained bracelet. I pursed my lip but understood this conversation was starting to dim.

"So, you're going to your parents house for Christmas Eve?" I ask excitedly hopping down the desk with a grin.

"Yes. Mum and Dad will be there along with all my cousins at a cliff top in Ireland. It's my favorite part really. That and fruit cake." She chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. "You are the first person who actually likes fruit cakes. I hate them. Carrot cake even."

"Monster." Sersha widened her eyes at me. "What's not to love."

I knew it was not a question but I answered on anyway. "Nothing." Fruit cake was despicable. Not only was the fruit a weird texture but just the taste in general. It made me want to rip out my taste buds.

Sersha scoffed displeasingly at me. "Wait till you try my grandmother's recipe. It's fantastic." She murmured in a trance.

I always wished to have a grandma who could cook well. My grandma is the best in the world- universe really- but her cooking was just... average or a disaster. I remembered the first time I met her and she had served me braised beef with mashed potatoes. The spice level on that thing was enough to have me dry heaving and crying while my dad patted my back and made me chug milk, my mouth blubbering and my face red. It was safe to say I was scared of eating her food after that.